Mother's Secret

Beginning of story

The story after this part flash back from 13-14 years ago

ngaturaken sugeng maos

A beautiful afternoon in the corner of the Tawangmangu mountains, in one of the villas owned by Tumenggung Hadiwijaya.

"Actually what was thinking, dear, from that was silent, he said invite me and Andrew to breathe fresh air, just be quiet" said Michelle while holding Andrew who fell asleep after full feeding.

"Hi, boy, kok even rem.hmm, want to be invited daddy see the waterfall you know" said Putra while gently stroking the head of Andrew.

"hmmm.kok others are talking about"

Michelle who is an Australian is fluent in Indonesian because her mother Java Madura who is already an Australian citizen. He himself was very active in Indonesian student associations in Australia, even becoming a journalist for the association newspaper. It was at the gathering that he met Putra Abhimanyu, a young Javanese noble who studied Business Innovation at MU one of the universities in Australia. Indonesian youth who are cold to her other girl friends but warm if with her Indonesian friends, even Putra is willing to accommodate her who left her lover because after knowing she was pregnant. They have been living together for more than a year, and his arrival in Indonesia is actually to ask for the blessing of Putra's parents to legalize their bond.

But then here they were, in the villa of the Putra family, in a mountainous area called Tawangmangu far east of Solo City, because the Son's parents who didn't accept Michelle and Andrew didn't even let him stay at the Containment house. Moreover, the reason if not his status is not clear, the girl is not but already there is Andrew.

"what's the matter. mmm..?"

"do you accept what I'm about to tell you?"

"yes.story only"

"I was betrothed and had to accept it, and had to marry the girl in 3 months" said the Son slowly as he stared at the river far below.

Michelle fell silent and shifted her seat, her hands busy justifying Andrew's hat to cover her shock. "Mm..is it because.mm my status?" tanyakanya.

Michelle thinks that surely the betrothed is the son of a fellow batik industry owner or fellow noble, whose status is far from her.

"The girl was named Astuti, she was my playmate as a child, her mother was the younger sister of Pakdhe Hendro, father of Purwo, my mother the younger sister of Budhe Hendro, so yes we were actually still brothers, javanese people call it sometimes katut , brother because of brother-in-law relationship. The girl actually also has a lover, I even know Suryo, his lover, a widower with 1 child, is working, well established and good as well as the faith, we met in the mall even we had lunch together, and we also had a good day together, that time when I came home secretly to meet Purwo mas a few months ago, they were walking around three.." The son sighed as he restored his thick hair.

"His parents don't approve of the relationship and neither do your parents. In his view of the man, the Indonesian man who conquered his heart because of his tenderness, he was astonished, was this man really as a jerk as he had been told, it seemed that no, he was unusually gentle, even towards Andrew who was not his son.

"Then...they agreed to betroth you, to keep us and Suryo and his son away?" please Michelle again.

"And your parents forced it because of your father's status...That's why, and you're hard to resist because you're the only child they have to be...keep that offspring...mmm.." Michelle continued. The son looked astonishedly at Michelle.how could he know all the inner Son.

"Well, that's how it is.I.m supposed to be how Michelle.." The son rubbed his face rough while throwing his face away.

(Playlist..."Time Remaining" by Kla)

Sayup I heard Katon Bagaskara singing "Time Remains". Apparently there was a young man who turned on the music app while looking for grass.

Is.time left..

Refuting all their prejudices...When the density norm is chosen to be the reason...They created a gap between us....

Until the end of it...We're trying to hold on...Because love comes to reject differences....

"I have to how, Michelle, you know for yourself, so jerk I was in my teens, I was determined to obey, said Rama, even went to school in Australia to take Business Innovation as well as for Rama's business, because in the past my ideals of adolescence was to become a drummer.., Astuti himself did not want this matchmaking, he was against strong, we were from childhood together, we did love each other, we did love each other, tp ya ga trus betrothed like this, Suryo is actually well established, seiman, his widower also because of the death of his wife, his son is also attached to Astuti...trus I kudu piye (then I have to how) "said the Son while glaring...

drrt....

"Dear, someone's calling, get picked up first." cut Michelle..

"mmm..Astuti, dear" said Putra showing her mobile phone

" yes it is accepted, dear" said Michelle, "but you stay here" said Putra as she shifted to the accept and the loudspeaker..

"hallo..mas Putra..where is it?"

"oh nggih, wonten Tawangmangu nggih I heard from Mbok Ti (Mbok Ti is Astuti's nanny who is the younger brother of Mbok Jum who is the nanny of Putra.yah...the nanny must also know the deket) Mas Putra sowan Pakdhe Kanjeng (talking to Dad) with Michelle"

"yes.this is Michelle and Andrew with me"

"mm.this is the loudspeaker ?"

"..iya.piye dik, ora popo to nek on speaker ?" (how, dik, is it okay on speaker?)

" mboten nopo-nopo, mas, even lethargy (it's okay, mas, even coincidentally) mbk Michelle hi, nice to meet you"

"salam know mbak As, I can speak Indonesian really"

"lho.can it be Indonesian?"

"Yes, mbk As, my mother Java Madura, my father Australia" explained Michelle.

" oh yes.mas Putra, it seems we have to meet because, anu.budhe Hadi & Pakdhe Kanjeng forced us to meet and have booked the place."

"Ck..kok ya already booked the place all..."

"sorry about Michelle, that's the truth." Astuti said.

"mm yeah. I know the story." cut Michelle out.

" oh.nggih.."

" trus, ning endi when dik? " ask the Son

" o nggih at Atria cafe, near Mangkunegaran, 2nd floor, tomorrow night at 7"

"oh yes asuk wengi (tomorrow night yes).oke"

"nggih mas, bidhal piyambak piyambak mawon nggih (just leave alone) "

"oh arep budhal karo Suryo? (oh want to go with Suryo) "

" mboten mas, perkawis mas Suryo, mbenjang dalem matur mas (not mas, related to mas Suryo, tomorrow I talk to mas)"

" oh yes wis (yes it is) until tomorrow"

" until tomorrow, monggo mbk Michelle"

"nggih, monggo mbk As"

The son closed the conversation then kept it in his pocket, sighing roughly. He stretched out his hand to take Andrew and pet him while walking around. Michelle could only look down not knowing what to do, let alone the next three months, after that big event, what happened to them.

" mm.lunch is ready, dear, Mbok Nah nitip pesen so "

mbok Nah is the younger brother of mbok Jum also ya gaiss...

" oh yeah..."

" let's talk about it again, now eat and rest" that's all that can be said from Michelle's mouth..

" oh yeah.."

nengga malih tutugipun...