
"Love.. I want to talk to you.."
Bu Kartika's face looked resolute.
"Jude, we're talking inside, ma'am.."
Reply Love while hugging Bu Kartika into the house.
"Love..is it true your friend said earlier, you have not been in college for a few days..?"
asked Bu Kartika shortly after sitting on the sofa.
"Mom. that's not true . I went to college but I didn't want to see him. I know he's been looking for me since yesterday, that's why I asked my friends to tell him I didn't go in."
reply Love.
"Love... you can't do that.. Do you have a problem with your friend earlier..?
or maybe she's your girlfriend..?"
"Sir mom.he's nobody, and I don't have any problems with him either. I just don't want to see him."
"But I heard you say you lied about mom, what does that mean..?"
ask Kartika mom to know.
Finally Love recounts the events that happened at Raffa's mother's funeral one week ago.
"Love.. I think it's only natural that he said that, after all, he doesn't know your true condition.He's also been struggling to find you up here, I think he feels guilty.."
"A selfish and arrogant person like him doesn't know the name guilt mom.."
reply Love.
"Yasudah.but mother's advice, you should straighten out the misunderstanding between you. Let wherever you are friends of the campus, will certainly meet often.."
Said aunty Kartika while caressing the head of Love.
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"Basar fucking girl.so for free a few days I urgently feel guilty with him, it turns out he lied. he said he had no parents. But the woman, who was, obviously the woman was her mother.Why should she lie too..?"
Raffa cursed to himself while squeezing his hand.
The online taxi driver he was riding in was silent as he looked at it from the windshield of the car.
Raffa came back to his house feeling upset.
Upon his arrival in the room, he achieved a photo of his late mother who he deliberately displayed on his study table.
"Ma.. She's a liar ma. The girl's a liar..
ma.. I miss mama. I miss mama's nagging.."
Raffa stroked the picture frame of his late mother, then held her while lying on top of her king-size mattress.
the dawn of Adhan reverberated and made Raffa flinch.
he got up from his sleep and cleaned himself and performed the morning prayers.
Since losing the figure of a mother, slowly Raffa began to turn increasingly religious.
For him, religion is just identity on paper. He runs it half-heartedly, only to show his family that he has fulfilled his duty as a Muslim.
His father was a man of Arab descent, a businessman and owner of the largest oil refinery in Arabia. While his mother, almarhumah, is the son of a coal mining businessman in Kalimantan.
Born to both parents who are too busy with their respective businesses makes Raffa grow up to be an arrogant child.especially because more time spent with caregivers since he was a toddler makes him a selfish child, especially because his time is more, and all by itself. Because her nannies always follow whatever she wants.
Grandma was the only person she had been disinclined since she was a child. Due to the firm attitude of grandmother, Raffa did not dare to oppose her.
Grandma also accompanied him more, taught him many things including religious knowledge.
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Raffa walked through the campus corridor with a shunt pace. Since losing her mother, she has lost her spirit. No matter how busy a mother is, but to her child the figure of a mother is like a wingless angel. Even though almost anything meets and affirms, the figure of the mother is an encouragement for her children.
Home is no longer home if there is no mother in it.
"Raf.. You why..?"
Indira walked up to him.
And when Indira will touch his shoulder, Raffa immediately brushed off Indira's hand violently.
"never stand closer than this distance."
Raffa looked at Indira with a sharp look, as if he did not like it.
"Raf.I know you're sad again.If you want a story, I'm willing to be your listener.."
Indira tries to make a face in front of Raffa.
"But unfortunately I'm not willing.You'd better find another striped-nose guy you can tempt, who's definitely not me."
Raffa replied in a cynical tone as it passed leaving Indira visibly annoyed.
"Look at Raffa, to what extent you can resist the charm of Indira Larasati.."
Indira muttered with a cynical smile looking at Raffa's back that was far away.
Meanwhile, it was dikantin...
"Ta.. Are you sure you don't want Raffa nyamperin..? Poor him from yesterday like it was very frustrating to meet you.."
Ask Fitri.
"No need to be Fit, besides I have nothing to do with him.."
answer Love ketus.
"What problem do you guys have. Ta..?
I'm surprised.you're like dating people who are marahan know not.."
timpal Jihan's.
The love that was scooping food into his mouth immediately choked.
"Jeez Ta.. slowly dong, no one chases either.. until that moment.. or maybe you're really dating Raffa..?"
asked Fitri enthusiastically and so enthusiastically he spoke a little loudly and became the center of attention of other students who were in the cafeteria.