Materialistic

40-Revealed

"What he was worried about was just the fate of a baby, which was clearly the form and shape was not visible at all. Then what's the news with my fate that until now has not found a bright spot."

the Adara Mikhayla Siregar

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Do you know what I am feeling and what I am thinking? I had just felt like I was being flown into the sky with the stars, but the next second I was dropped without notice and reported straight to the bottom of the deepest abyss. Feeling upset, angry, sick, and unable to accept reality into a unity that is currently residing in me.

I feel like I want to withdraw all of my words from the past to praise and say a sentence of thanks to Mamah. What the fuck? He decided something really big for my life in the future. Ending a contract marriage, and engaging in a real marriage with Arda? Just be right. Now I want to be free from it, and with ease Mamah asks me to renew this marriage. What the hell is in Mom's brain? It was delicious so toying with the child's life just his own puppet.

"Adara can freely wander as many men, because he feels safe. People assume she is single, even though she is married and even pregnant with a baby" said Mamah.

In the spirit of 45 I immediately interrupted. "Mamah can not regularize the life of Adara kaya that dong. Adara is a free man, not a slave who must submit to obey his master. Mamah do not be selfish as if Adara wants to follow the words of Mamah. Adara is not that kind of person!"

"You are doing this for your good" Mamah interrupted in a firm voice. I hate Mama who always hides behind that line. What kind of kindness is keeping me constrained and feeling very depressed. There is no happiness like that.

"Not the happiness of Adara, but the happiness of Mamah more precisely. Mamah was happy on top of Adara's suffering, and that's the real fact." I don't want to lose to him again. Anyhow I have to end this.

"You're stubborn, Adara!"

"Egoo friend!" my fierce who did not hesitate to return his sharp gaze.

"No parent intends to plunge his child into infamy. As a parent Mama wants the best for you."

"Yes Adara knows, but that's just Mama's wish, not Adara's." Are all parents the same? He has an authoritarian nature and always forces his will.

"Your marriage is far from being religious, Mamah wants to end it and fix your marriage. So that your household can walk as it should. You have to suck, Adara if you are pregnant now, think about her future. Are you willing to take care of him alone? Do you also not feel sorry for your child, for lack of affection? Think carefully. Live what is currently in front of your eyes, never pretentious and want to try new things that are still gray clarity," said Mamah at length.

All he was worried about was the fate of a baby, which was clearly not visible at all. Then what is the news with the continuity of my fate that until now has not found a bright spot. Mamah's discussion is too far away even I don't want to get involved in it.

"Yes, Adara think carefully. There is one life that requires complete affection from both its parents-"

I quickly cut Arda off, "Shut your mouth! Better lo diem and don't comment too much."

Mamah gave a warning to me, but I was not at all afraid of her bluff. "It's polite to talk to your husband. You're a school mama to learn ethics and grammar."

"Yes. yes. Likes Mama ajalah. Mamah is always right and Adara is always wrong" I said indifferently. It is always what is reminded. Is Mom not bored? I heard that I was very bored.

"Mamah will stay here now. Don't try to run away or do anything crazy again, Adara!" I can only be silent and obey the wishes of the queen. I've run out of vocabulary.

"There's only one room, Mah? Where do you want to sleep?" ask Arda who returned to make my spirit blazing. During this time I told Arda to sleep on the sofa, even if he went to the room I only allowed him to pray and take clothes. Not more. Where would Mamah live now?

Arda nodded without hesitation. "No papa, Mah," he said with a faint smile.

The atmosphere became silent for a moment, the conscious Mamah who was roaring nonstop finally silenced without a sound. Maybe he was tired of saying too many words. Thank goodness at least my listeners were given a moment to rest.

"It should be your reception held at the end of the month, but because Mamah mergokin Adara again the same way Lukman, yes have Mamah advanced aja. You don't mind, do you, son Arda?" cerocos Mamah reopened her voice.

Not yet Arda spoke, with a quick movement I immediately interjected, "Adara who objected, Mah. Really object."

"You're not the same as you!" he said with a haughty tone of voice. It's so annoying this Mom. I who was his biological son felt raised, but Arda who was nobody treated the king of the earth. I was so jealous of that man, he had already snatched away Mamah's affection.

Arda glanced at me briefly. "Arda follow Mamah only," he replied lightly without burden. If rich gini story he wants to repeat the old story but in a different way. Until whenever I would never accept him as a husband. Never will be! Know yourself little dong to be a person.

"Arda horrified me all right ok? Lo same I was not in line and different goals, I suggestin mending now you divorce I keep lo marry your affair. Understood?" I said that immediately made Mamah silent, but her footsteps walked towards me. The look in his eyes was so sharp and made my hair bristle.

"You if you want to talk filtered first, Adara! Don't come from that rich tablecloth," Mamah's nag with her hands already perched nicely in the ears. It seems that Mamah's hobby is dragging my ears to pain and numbness. If the ears off from exactly do they want responsibility?

"Aaaa. sa.. kit... Mah. freelin used to be cake..," asked me with my head looking up at him who was standing straight.

Mamah according to, I stroked my skin for a moment. "So this is well my dear, dear, dear Mamah, everything is horrified Adara. The one playing with fire behind it was not Adara but Arda. Adara mergokin she again eats alone with a girl berghamis. If you do not believe ask directly to the person," I explained. Maybe in this way I can be freed from Mamah's crazy plan. Yeah, I hope so.

Arda is shown displaying a mysterious smile. "So this is what makes you angry is not clear continue to tell me to make a dormitory princess?" He paused for a moment his sentence, shook his head slowly and then said again, "Marwah is the son of Mamah's sister I, Adara. She invited me to meet to talk about the man who would be her future husband."

I looked at him in disbelief. I'm sure he's lying right now. Marwah must be the affair, yes I'm sure it is. In the midst of my inner struggle, suddenly there was a hand that stopped on my forehead, giving a fairly tight mesh. "Everything if you are a wife, do not suudzon mulu, ask your husband nicely. Don't just conclude like that, so be ashamed of yourself, right?"

I just rolled a lazy eyeball, not knowing what to alibi like anymore. In their eyes, I was wrong.

Mom sat back in her starting position. "He said no love? Don't you want to marry Arda? But just squirming Nak Arda the same way his cousin had a beard fire, until the tasting is not clear. Sure you?"

Hearing the words of Mamah even made my face hot, and even spread throughout my body. Why does AC suddenly not work like this?

"If love were to speak, the prestige of the same ego would have no end. If you really do not feel the same as Nak Arda, surely you will not want to hum her child. But what proof, honey? You're pregnant, aren't you?" added Mamah who instantly made my neck veins popping.

I got up from my seat. Staring at Mamah and Arda alternately so fiercely. "I'm not pregnant! Never mind getting pregnant to just sleep in the same bed Adara is not interested."

I'm sick of constantly harboring lies. Let them know the truth. I don't give a shit at all. The look on Arda and Mamah's faces was so shocked with disbelief. Netra they asked for more explanation, but I prefer to go and leave them with thousands of questions and thoughts.

~TBC~