Me Vs Flocking Mommy

Chapters 2. Interrogations

“Astaghfirullah, Ella. That's too much!” Om Ganendra stood up, and pulled Ella's arm. “Let's go to the middle room. We talk together,” said the man.

“Not necessary!” Ella took her hand from her Om, and ran to the room. Brak! The seventeen-year-old slammed the door of the room, until the wooden-walled house shook.

“I'm sorry,” Ghina told Albert and his mother.

“Nothing, Ghina. It's not your fault. Ella must have been very surprised by my arrival. I understand his feelings,” Albert said. “I think Ella needs time to calm down. Now we say retreat first,” continued the handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes.

“Ah, why not eat first? I have prepared dishes for dinner together?” ghina felt guilty for her guests.

“Not necessary. I will feel more guilty if we eat together, while Ella is sad in the room,” refused Albert and his mother.

“But I cooked a lot today,” Ghina said with a disappointed face hook.

“Where if wrapped, so you can eat at home,” suggested Galena.

“Oh, can too. Thank you, son,” said Albert's mother.

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“Nak, have you slept?” Ghina knocked on her daughter's bedroom door. “Nak? Mama wants to talk to you for a minute.” Ghina called her daughter over and over again, but there was still no answer.

“Did he sleep, huh?” thought Ghina. The woman turned her back, about to go to her room.

Chequek! Suddenly the door of the room opened. Ella appears wearing pajamas. The makeup on her face was cleaned. His eyes looked swollen from crying.

“Honey, Mama thinks you're asleep,” Ghina said gently.

“Don't pretend to be nice to me, Ma. I hate to hear it,” Ella said with ketus.

“Where's Mama's sweet and polite son, huh?” Ghina looked sad.

“Kok use tanya? Did Mama herself make me this way?” reply Ella with a higher tone. “Tell me honestly, what are you guys hiding?” ask Ella.

“Mama has nothing to hide from you, son,” said Ghina. The woman was about to wipe her daughter's hair. Ella quickly pulled him off. “Let's go to the living room and talk there,” take Ghina in a raucous voice.

“Neither! We chat here aja,” reject Ella. “If there is no problem, then what is this? Why did Mom get married again? What would my friends say if they found out? What do the neighbors say here?” Ella showered Ghina with a barrage of questions.

Ghina held back her tears from spilling. “Nak, no sudden wedding,” he whispered softly. “Mama just wants to give the best to our family,” Ghina said.

“Best? Married with rich people, according to Mama the best thing?” syndicate Ella. “Are you not afraid of gossiping neighbors later?”

“This wedding ‘kan well executed. So why be embarrassed?” reply Ghina.

“Jeez, Son. What are you thinking? Mama is not that kind of person!” Ghina was angry.

“Yes so what is the reason? Is it just him in this world? Why should he be the same?” Ella did not accept the decision of her mother.

“Ya because she dared to propose Mama,” reply Ghina anyway.

“Albert is handsome. He's a well-established and independent guy. But he was only twenty-five years old. While Mama?” obviously Ella.

Ghina took a deep breath. The corner of his eyes began to get wet. The defensive fortress he had made from earlier, slowly began to collapse.

“It's not so, Ella. As Albert said earlier, he first liked Mama and intended to propose. Mama didn't ask for it,” Ghina explained. He tried to regulate his emotions so as not to explode.

“But Mama wants to, right? The proof, he came here with his mother. Mama must have known her purpose in coming here. My mom could have rejected it. Mama ‘kan have a choice,” said Ella, attacking her mother bertubi-tubi.

“If you don't agree, that's okay. But don't yell at Mama like this,” reprimands Ghina in a high tone. All this time he knew Ella as a polite child, gentle and respectful to parents.

“Mama who first made me upset and disappointed,” said Ella. Tears flowed down her delicate cheeks, without her permission.

“Im sorry Mom, Son. Mama can't be a good mother for you yet.” Ghina's tears were spilled. The woman tried to hug her only daughter, but Ella dodged quickly.

The young girl was not at all eager to see her mother cry. He felt hate and disgust. “So this proposal was rejected, right? I totally disagree,” Ella said firmly.

“Nak ..” Ghina wiped her tears.She looked at Ella expectantly.

“Oh, so Mama still wants nego? Mama thinks I'll allow?” syndicate Ella. Ghina just took a deep breath.

“He's our employer, Ma. My mother worked as a home assistant. People will definitely think that it is not, if Mama married him,” Ella continues to catapult his heart.

“Let your tone down, Ella! This is your mom, not your friend! It's not worth talking to Mama like that!” Ghina patted her chest and spoke loudly to her daughter. “From yesterday Mama spoke softly to you, but you always reply in a higher tone.”

Ghina's emotions were already unbearable. His shoulders looked up and down, because his breath felt tight. “It would be wrong for Mama to remarry?”

“Obviously wrong, if he's the one!” scream Ella. “Mama can choose others who are the same age as Mama, right?”

“But only he wants to propose to this old Mama and many shortcomings.” Ghina continued to defend herself.

“I just don't agree!” Bruk! Ella slammed the door of the room, until the wall of the house board shook strongly. 

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