
When Meta, who was in a dilemma, chose to remain silent, his father came to the kitchen. Suddenly, the father immediately stared confused by the situation he was seeing in the kitchen.
The unusual thing, which looks very serious it makes the mother keep the curiosity. He also directly asked.
"What's this about? How do you think you're talking about something so serious?"
Of course, everything in the kitchen immediately shifted their eyes. Quickly, the tense atmosphere instantly melted away as soon as possible.
.....
Meta doesn't want to talk from the side. So, he asked for time to talk to Jaka. Only after that, they will talk about this serious matter to both parents.
The mother who understands what her son is thinking, certainly immediately agreed to what his son said. That morning, there was no one-word talk from Meta's parents when they confronted Jaka.
While Jaka who was built a bit late was immediately asked for permission to go home after he came out of the room. But, he did not meet with Meta, because Meta was busy with his cooking in the kitchen.
"Don't have breakfast, Jaka?" Mama Meta said when Jaka came home.
"No need, Auntie. Thank you very much, and sorry, I woke up late because I was too tired last night."
"Oh, no papa. Aunt knows how to."
"Mm .. yes. Meta ... Where is it, Auntie?" Jaka spoke as his eyes swept through all the rooms he could see with his eyes.
"Meta in the kitchen, Jaka."
"Oh, yes that's it. I'm going home now."
Jaka also left Meta's house. Shortly after, Meta also emerged from the gate between the kitchen and the family room.
"Have you come home, Ma?"
"Udah."
"Oh."
"Yet, Ma. Little more?"
"What are you cooking, Met? And ... Who do you cook for? Last time, mama forgot to ask you, who are you cooking for. Because if it's for yourself, I think it's really impossible."
"Because, Ma. Those words tell me I'm too lazy to cook. This mom, I have a very good child of my own." Meta spoke with a face that pretended he made a very frown.
"Not a problem or not, Meta. But that's the truth, isn't it? You have cooked for yourself. If not for Jaka, then ... for who else now, hm?"
"Mom knows I turned out. Mm. .. I still haven't told you much about what I went through last night."
Meta immediately took a sitting position next to his mother. Then, slowly, he told her everything he had been through. All of them, with nothing to miss.
The mother's response was incredible. In addition to being a good listener, Mama Meta also looks very enthusiastic in responding to every fragment of the story that Meta tells.
"So, you're safe saying Sean, Met? Oh God, there is only him. What if he doesn't come to save you? Mom ... Mama don't know what to say now."
"Yes, Ma. Meta also can't imagine what would have happened to Meta last night if there wasn't any Sean. But, because of Meta, he had to go to the hospital because the thug hit him hard."
"can't. Mama's gonna have to see Sean later, Met. Mama wanted to say thank you to Sean for helping you. Mama feels guilty now."
"This .. You too, take a walk alone. At night, walk, where without bring cell phone again. I can't think well of you, can I?" This time, Meta even got a scolding from the mother who was upset about her actions that seemed childish.
"Yes sorry, Mah. Meta admits that Meta is wrong. A careless meta who drags others into trouble."
"Not you dragging someone else. But your carelessness hurts others, Met. Next time, don't think shallow anymore. Never be rash in thinking. Understand you?"
"Yes, Ma. Meta understand. There will be no more ahead of him. Mama take it easy."
"Take a look if there is. Mama's not gonna turn on that thug who's an asshole. But you're so lost in taking care of yourself."
"Yes-yes. There won't be any more." Meta said while hugging tightly the arms of the mother.
Meta knows, the mother behaves like that because she is affectionate with her child. After all, if he thought well, what his mother said was very true. He's really teledor. To the extent that, making others wretched because of his carelessness.