
Let's hear Zoya's version of the story, yuk! Zoya is still a 10-year-old child, so it's natural that Povnya will fall apart 😂
[Uthor reasons for nulis ngasal 😂😂😂]
Zoya
I'm Zoya Khairumi Bramantyo. I have two mothers and one father. The late mama Arum and mama Lintang, as well as papa Akhtar. I have three brothers. Stars, Nair and Nath.
I'm ten years old now. I began to understand about family relationships and feelings. If I only knew how to play, now I know how we're all connected. Me, Bi, mom papa, Daddy mom, Grandpa, uti kakung, and others.
I know how much I love and love them all. I've been happy all this time. Moreover, there was Satya's father who always heard my story. And the cool Mother Una like my friend.
According to the story of Oma Hana, I am the son of Mama Arum who was adopted by mama Lintang and papa Akhtar. I know that, because I was four years old. What do I wonder about who my biological father is?
Oma said my papa is dead. Then where's the tomb? And where's my grandparents? I am confused by my origin. Is Mama Arum my mother? Or am I just a dumped baby and taken in by oma and opa?
I don't want to ask, because it will make Oma Hana sad. I finally got all those questions. I'm sure when I grow up I'll know the answer.
Two days ago, a man older than my father came to see me while I was waiting for Mang Joko to pick me up. Incidentally Bi there is an additional activity, namely exkul painting.
The man came to me. "Your name is Zoya, right? Arum's son?"
I was both surprised and scared. Why does he know me. "iya-iya om. Om who?" I looked at the left right and thankfully it was still crowded.
"Om mama's friend and your papa?"
Heard the word papa. I immediately deg-degan. Papa who? Papa Akhtar's?
"Papa Akhtar?"
It was smiling and shaking. "Your birth father."
I took a step back. This must be a lie. Who does he know my birth father?
"Let's find out at your oma's house. Your mother was married once. See you there tomorrow morning." It pointed towards the side of the gate.
"Om will bring evidence. Pity the same you who are lied to constantly. Your late mama must be sad to see you continue to be lied to." Om it's gone and not long ago Mang Joko came.
I thought about that word. I have to find out! "In the meantime, take Zoya to Hana's house, yeah."
"Phone mamang buk Lintang first, yes."
Mang Joko called mom and mom allowed. I know Mama must have allowed me to say I was going to the oma house.
I arrived at ruah oma. And Bik Jum immediately greeted me. "Mother Hana is going to the tomb, non. Maybe I'll be home soon."
Good, oma is not home. "Nothing Bik. I'm going to Arum's mom's room. I miss the mood of my mom's room."
"Eat first, Non."
"Later on, I'll be with oma." I went straight up the stairs and went into Arum's mom's room with the key I knew where it was stored. Oma already told me where the keys are kept.
I locked the door from inside. "Mamaa." I sat on the floor. I saw a picture of my mother on the wall.
"Mama, Zoya's mama's boy right?" I looked at that face that looked like mine.
"We've never met ma, but Zoya loves mama. Because of Mama, Zoya is here. You can know Mama Lintang, Papa Akhtar and others."
"Thank you mom for giving birth to Zoya."
"Mom save papa's picture, right? Mama must have kept it."
I'm rising. "Sorry, Zoya's dismantling your mama's room."
I opened my closet, the key I took from the desk drawer by the bed. I'm looking for anything that could be a clue.
I'm actually scared to do this. Because it's the wrong thing. I'm like a thief. But let's just say I'm being a detective like the cartoons I often watch. Or I'm a cop looking for evidence like I've seen on television.
I've searched all the spaces in the closet. I got into the chair but found nothing.
I almost gave up. Oma must have reached home. Come on Zoy, don't give up.
And my eyes were fixed on the little blue dongker box located at the very end of the closet. Under the clothes that were hung.
I took the box and opened it. There are some brown envelopes. I am interested in written paper. Angel little Mama.
I opened the contents of the black and white photo, like the results of the examination from the doctor because there is a paper with the name of a hospital. It's a photo of USG like that mama Lintang and mother Una have.
"It's me?" I took an obscure photo of it. There's alot. There are five photos.
"Zoya mama's boy, Ma?" I hugged the photo and the papers. My tears are dripping.
I saw another envelope. My first love. I know what it means, my first love. I opened the envelope and it contained a picture of my mother with a man I had seen. But where is it?
Oh my!! It's papa Bintang. Papa Rezki's!
I always saw the picture in our room because the Star asked to be placed on the nightstand next to the bed.
One photo made me want to cry. Mama Arum with a big belly was sitting on a chair and papa Bintang kissed her belly.
Whose pregnant mother? Is that me? Means papa Bi, also my papa? Zoya is confused, Ma.
Paa, is this papa Zoya? If so, why is papa also a star?
I wiped my tears with my hands. I looked at the envelope to three. My marriage. Mama married?
Tokk...
"Zoya, are you inside baby?"
Oma! How'this?
I hurriedly put the envelope in the box and put the box back where it was. I locked the closet and put it back in.
"Yeahahoo! What are you doing, son?" Oma keeps knocking on the door.
"Awhile oma." I said in a hoarse voice because I was crying silently from earlier. I took a picture of my mom on the nightstand and ran to open the door.
When the door opened, I stared at the face of the oma. Oma kept papa from me. Is it because my papa and Papa Star are the same person.
Our age is the same. But our mother was different. Does papa have two wives?
I hugged oma. Oma led me to the bed. "Zoya why, son? How crying?"
I shut up and hugged Oma again. What evil mama, oma? Or the wicked Latitude mama who took Papa Zoya.
"Zoya kangen mom." I had to lie.