Metamorphose Flavor (My Glyn)
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It is no secret that the key to a good relationship is communication. Everybody knows that. However, only a small percentage actually interpret that one word. When it comes to communicating, everyone can, right? However, not everyone can communicate well.
It is not just a plea-talking or a mere formality. For those who truly value a relationship, one important point dissolved in the communication container is honesty.
This is always fostered in the relationship of Rossa and the in-laws. Although the relationship with Alvino is not good, the most important thing for him is the attention and affection of the in-laws. It was always guarded.
Besides Jenn and Princess, only the two in-laws can be used as shelter. There's nothing else.
This time too, he chose to tell the truth to Mami Lusy.
"Sorry Rossa, Mi! I had to lie."
Rossa lowered her head while twisting the tip of her shirt. I felt guilty from the beginning, but still. Seeing no response on the flat face of her in-laws, Rossa regretted having committed the little fraud.
"Rossa promised never to lie again, never to see him again. Mami can be angry with Rossa, but don't shut up like this. Go, Mi!" Grabbing her mother-in-law's hand.
He was worried, what if the old woman was angry and silenced him? To whom else could he tell and share his pain? Rossa didn't want it until it happened.
Mami Lusy breathed heavily. He looked at the sweet girl who was pregnant with his granddaughter with a gentle look.
"Okay, mommy let you be friends with her!" He returned his daughter-in-law's hand and smiled.
Rossa was wide-eyed in disbelief, getting the green light from in-laws she had considered like her own mother.
"Seriously, Mi?" ask her with a glowing face.
When he got the nod from his mother-in-law, Rossa immediately cheered in excitement. He hugged his in-laws.
"Aaaa, thanks, Mi." He's never been this happy.
"But there are conditions." Rossa let go of his embrace, and was ready to listen. "First, take good care of your granddaughter. Don't do anything weird that will make you soiled! Second, ask your husband for permission."
Rossa was stunned on condition of two. Not something that surprised me. However, talking to the man, was something that had never happened throughout their marriage.
Never once have they faced each other and greeted each other properly. Both try to avoid each other. It was included in one of Alvino's requirements at the beginning of marriage.
Rossa let go of her in-laws' hands. He cannot, and will never be able to do that. For him, it was enough that he enjoyed the pain of disappointment in silence. No more new wounds through sharp oral.
"This time I don't want to hear, you say I can't." Reading Rossa's gestures.
"Listen to my mom, honey." Touching the sweet girl's shoulder. "Mami knows this is hard for you. But when are you guys gonna be like this? One of you has to end this, and mom wants it to be you."
The middle-aged woman clasped her daughter-in-law's hand back.
"Do this for your granddaughter. You don't want him to be born later and become a stranger to his father?" Here's destination.
He intentionally did so, only to bring the two closer together. This beautiful woman in her old age does not want the estrangement that both of them maintain, making them increasingly distant and ultimately not in line.
He thought, if there was little communication, even though it had to be with arguing and fighting all the time, it would be much better than nothing.
"Rossa is not sure, Mi," he said.
"Mommy is sure you can! Not now, or once or twice, but for a long time he will melt. You have to have faith in that. Don't just try to hold on for her sake!" Touching his daughter-in-law's stomach. "But try to fight for your husband's heart too."
Rossa fell silent. He thought of all the possibilities that would only hurt him again.
Should I do it? Am I up to it?
Rossa took a deep breath.
I can, yes I must!
The mummy was deepening while exhaling his breath slowly.
"Will Rossa try, Mi" he said softly with a small smile
"You're not alone, honey. There's mami and papi." Smiling cheers. "Now take a shower. Mami wait in the kitchen, we'll cook Vino's favorite food."
"Huh? Not ah, not want! Every time Rossa cooks she won't touch." Puckered his lips with a little annoyance.
The beautiful woman at an age who was no longer young was chuckling.
"Leave to say aja mami who makes, bothered anyway. I took a shower!" Walk straight to the door and out of the daughter-in-law's room.
After the departure of the mother of the husband on her paper, Rossa passed to the bathroom.
It took over thirty minutes for Rossa to shower and change clothes. After that, he went straight to the kitchen.
"Ma-nn …." His words hung as soon as he arrived in the kitchen.
Her beautiful eyes swept over the pantry table. There are food ingredients that are very familiar. A feeling of longing suddenly poked out from behind his chest.
"Here, Son!" Calling Rossa closer.
"Who else did it? Make your husband dong." Laughing and rubbing her daughter-in-law's distended stomach for a glance. "Why? Want to like your papi too?" Resuming his activities.
Rossa frowned.
Meanin? Coc ….
"This is her favorite food" said Mami Lusy accompanied by a sincere smile. "He was very happy to make this menu," he continued.
"really?" Rossa surprised.
Look, even your favorite foods are the same.
Instead of sadness or heartache, a sweet smile even rises on her ripe lips. She smiled considering that her best friend was none other than her husband's ex-lover.
Digs of memories, fleeting dances in his memory. Awakening the longing he had pinned in the last round of time. Not the husband, not the wife. Quietly drifting away from each other, but yearning and thinking about the same one person. It's strange!
Howareyou? Lying if I'm okay without you. This miss is too big.
"Kok daydreaming?" The sound pulled him back. "Now, just sit here sweet, let the mami makein." He wanted to guide Rossa to sit down, but the girl refused.
"Let Rossa do it. Please, yeah, Mi, yeah!" Clenched both hands in front of his chest. "This drink will not be soy sauce, Mi. Anyway, Rossa used to masakin this menu," he explained with a smile.
I often do it for the mini.
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Buana has been shrouded. The goddess of the night again greeted the sprinkling of stars scattered in the expanse of the sky. It seems that the dark is not so thick.
The time machine shows at 8 p.m. Alvino just got back from the office. The man deliberately dragged on with his work. Not new anymore.
Regardless of the state of the house, Alvino continued to step up the stairs, towards his room located on the second floor of the magnificent building.
Half an hour later, the handsome figure walked down the stairs with a fresh face after taking a shower.
"Night, Pi." Approaching his father in the living room. "Where's mom?" Looking for the mother figure.
"Tumben's not late anymore." Mr. Dharma took off his glasses and looked at his only son. "Mommy again in the kitchen, he said again masakin your favorite food tuh," said the old man.
Hearing that, Alvino immediately went to the dining room. There was already her mom who looked busy arranging the table.
Seeing Alvino approaching, Rossa immediately moved from her seat.
"Where are you going, Sa?" ask mami Lusy. He was unaware of Alvino's presence in the back.
"To the room just a moment, Mi." Rossa hurriedly wanted to step away.
"Go back to your place! We eat together!" The orders of the father-in-law that followed Alvino.
Rossa closed her eyes firmly, feeling a failure to dodge. While Mami Lusy was shocked then turned the body, and found her husband and son there. He glanced briefly at Rossa while holding a smile.
Oh, you wanna run away again? Unfortunately failed. Thanks, Pi.
The old woman laughed in her heart. It was very difficult for him to bring the couple closer.
"Vin, it's really good that you're home. Here sit down, there's your favorite food." The woman looked excited.
"Vino has leaked from Papi, so come straight here." He pulled up a chair next to his father and sat down. Pretend not to see Rossa at all. The girl was like a transparent creature in her eyes.
Rossa returned to her place at the behest of her in-laws. In the end, they had dinner together. However, Rossa was not able to enjoy her food well. The leaflets behind his chest cavity rumbled violently, shaking his calm soul. The food feels bland. In addition, she was worried about the response from her husband on her paper.
What if he doesn't like it? Aaaa ….
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