Loving Or Loved?

Explanation

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The POV

“Please you go first, let my Brother calm down,” Bang Aziz told his mother.

“Ta..but..Nak..” said Aunt Eni stuttered, it seems like Aunt Eni was shocked by this unexpected meeting. I saw Bang Aziz shaking his head, his normally rancid face now looking very hard hit.

Honestly, I am very confused by this situation, if based on the story of Syta, Aunt Eni is very cruel because of the heart to leave her children after divorcing her husband. But if you remember his curses to Mama from a long time ago, Aunt Eni is separated from her children because her children follow her ex-husband.

“Tan, follow Fani aja ayok..A you also follow me yes,” invite me to Aunt Eni and invite A Bagas also to go up to the second floor to my room. It seems that A Bagas also needs an explanation, because from now on he seemed the most silent and minimal reaction.

Without answering A Bagas followed Aunt Eni to my room, arriving in the room weeping Aunt Eni broke, crying that she had been holding in front of Syta and Bang Aziz.

“Hiks...hiks….Bad mama... Mama is not a good woman, even Mama's own children look hate when they meet Mama, hiks...hiks... hu..hu..hu.

“Mama is calm, now try Mama story slowly with Bagas here. Is it true that Bang Aziz and Syta are Mama's children who have been looking for?” asked A Bagas gently while hugging the body of the woman who had helped her Papa take care of her and accompanied her to grow.

Ah, this man is always reliable not easy to corner and judge others.

“Hu..hu..hiks...hiks. Huhu.hu...my children hate me,” the crying of Aunt Eni is getting broken, huh I'm getting curious what has actually happened in the past. Why give rise to two opposite preseps like this.

“Tan drink first, calm the emotions of Aunt first, if Aunt constantly crying gini will long solve the problem of Aunt with Auntie's biological children. Ayok drink first,” I said while offering a glass of water available in my room. The glass in my hand with my hands still trembling.

“Sini let Bagas help aja Ma,” said A Bagas who langusng take over the glass that almost achieved by Aunt Eni and help him to drink. Aunty Eni was seen regulating her breathing, trying to calm herself back while holding back her tears.

 “Yes they are the children of Mama Gas, Fan, Mama used to go to Jakarta and apply to be IRT at your home because of Mama's ex-husband, Mama, The baby children do not work and our needs every day increase as the growth and development of Mama's children at that time, let alone for the cost of children's education for our daily needs, gas distress,” said Aunt Eni trying to explain, hmm I must put my ears right who knows I can draw conclusions from each story between the version of Syta and Aunt Eni.

“Sorry yes Tan, when Fani in Bandung Syta once told me a little about his family. Sorry if this offends Auntie, said Syta at that time the Aunt left the Aunt family and chose to divorce her husband because Auntie had an affair with a more established and rich man. Then Auntie also does not want to bring the children of Aunt because, the man who became the Auntie affair did not want to bring the children of Auntie,” I said a little softly, I said a little, honestly I was a little afraid to convey Syta's curses at that time, but I tried to convince myself if this was true so that their family problems would no longer be gray

like these.

“Huhu…. They misunderstood their hiks.hiks misunderstood,” replied Aunt Eni who again sobbed in her tears and I can see the sad highlight mixed with a very deep laughter in the eyes of Aunt Eni at this time.

“Sssst…. Ma's.. Mama don't cry, let's calm Mama first, then Bagas try to help talk to Bang Aziz yes, same Syta as well. Now Mama must be a clear and honest story, so that Bagas can explain to them clearly and convince them,” pinta A Bagas, so, ah whereas I know for sure that he is currently disappointed in the attitude of Mama he continued who did not tell in detail about his biological children, his half-brother. But A Bagas? He completely set aside his ego and chose to calm his mother who had been roaring to spill a sense of tightness in her chest.

“Iya Ma,” Reply A Bagas.

A Bagas walked away as he reached into his pants pocket to pull out a flat, square-shaped object, rubbed his screen slowly and pasted the square object into his ear. Calmly A Bagas conveyed what Aunt Enid had asked for and slightly recounted the situation at home at this time, saying, it also sounded to me that actually he was not happy with my family because when the tone of the event even happened a commotion like this.

“Come now it's Mama's turn to tell me, Papa I've asked to come here,” said A Bagas while reinserting his dress into his pants pocket, Aunt Eni also looks calm no longer as busy as before.

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POV Author

“This is where I will straighten out the events of 15 years ago, events that intersect with the lives of my family and your family,” said Mr. Andre Papa Bagas, with a smile that does not fade from his lips, with a smile that, there was happiness in his chest when he saw his wife's son and daughter were in sight, but there was also disappointment and worry because there had been misunderstandings for 15 years, the wife has trouble finding her two children.

 The gripping atmosphere was still felt, Aziz with the glare of his sharp eyes and his ego was still high in his brain and heart. It felt like he was shouting loudly revealing all what he had gone through in the past, in front of the woman who had given birth to him but again the soft hands of his sister who had been aware of her stings delivered strength to relieve the emotions of the Brother.

“Your mami is not a actor and I am not a Mami snatch from your Papi. Actually 15 years ago this Mami you guys came to my house after hearing there was a vacancy so ART in my house, not ART entirely but only a cook to help my wife at that time who was sickly. Because your Mami is unlikely to be going back and forth to Bandung Jakarta to work at my home, This mother of yours asked your Papi permission to move to Jakarta renting a small house in the Capital City to complain about her fate,” explained Mr. Andre gently and casually, his eyes radiated honesty and there was nothing he was covering up.

“But do you know? Papi you rejected him and left his wife alone in the Capital City. Until that day came, where for two months before the death of my wife Your mother was asked specifically by her biological mother Bagas to take care of her also took care of Bagas at that time who was still in elementary school. Until the day after my wife's departure, I asked your Mami to bring you family to Jakarta, Papi you guys get a job as my personal driver and Bagas has a friend, that is you, you guys,” he said while smiling before continuing the story.

“At last I joined your Mami to Bandung, it turns out Papi you guys misunderstood my presence there, thought your Mami worked in a dirty place and I bought it. Though our intention was to go there to pick you up, all your Papi swearing and swearing were thrown at your Mami, then sending talak right then and there, and taking your custody. I don't know what Papi told you I don't know, but this is the reality 15 years ago,” explained Mr. Andre again while convincing the two human children who were holding tight grip in front of him.

“Then when did you get married?” ask Aziz.

“One year after your Mami left her house in Bandung, originally because I felt guilty for the life that befell your Mami but over time because we needed each other lin affection and love that grew by itself. In the past every month we often went to Bandung in addition to visiting Bagas who was at that time mondok in Bandung, also because Mami you are looking for her children around the city of Bandung. Your house is empty after a few months your Mami left the house, and that suspension made her lose her way of life,” said Mr. Andre explained.

Syta already seemed to cry roaring in the words of Mr. Andre, Papa continued the man who is thought to have taken Mami from his family at that time. It turns out that only a misunderstanding created by his own Papi, which he has not seen since the departure of the Papi to the land sebrang.

“Huwa….Brother.... hiks..hiks...”.

Broke the 22-year-old woman in the arms of her brother, Bagas and also Fani who was sitting next to the seat next to Aziz was not separated from the look of his eyes are very sharp today. There was a flash of anger, sadness, disappointment and hostility that emanated from Aziz's eyes when he saw Bagas

there was more sitting next to the figure who had been his dream for several months.

“Why is he always the luckier? She has the love of the woman who gave birth to me and now she has the heart of the woman I aspire to be my wife, the mother of my children,” says Aziz in heart.