Mother To Ananda

CHAPTER 6

Love comes indiscriminately. No matter age, no social status. Love can even make a man mature, hugging a jumbo panda doll owned by his sister. While occasionally shouting, he grabbed his curly hair in frustration. Roll around with a smile, push up then sit up. Do not be asked the condition of the room of the sister who has been like a broken ship.

The habit of Salman when his heart is broken, he will evacuate to his sister's room. When asked why not in his own room, the answer is that Salman does not want to clean up the mess of his own work. The answer that instantly made the horn of the younger brother come out.

Salman chuckled at the thought of how Dira would glare with a deflated nose when scolding him. He looked around Dira's room. His eyes turned to a bedsheet of seven handsome men of very white skin, from the country of South Korea, now random - scramble. Salman screeching.

"I'm sorry oppa." Salman imitates Dira's style of speech when calling the idol. The idol who made Salman often felt jealous because his sister preferred to be in his room by watching videos of his idol, rather than chatting with his brother.

His eyes then turned to look at the panda doll that had been strung down below, picked it up, then re-hugged the doll with anxiety. He recalled Retno's reply. "Gapain wear first thought, duh."

Salman rolled back on Dira's bed. He recalled Retno's blushing face, but shed tears, when he heard Salman's call to be closer. From the observation of his eyes, Salman believes that the girl also feels the same way. Salman groaned in frustration, not long after, He heard the sound of someone's footsteps. Salman began to count the steps of the man.

"Five."

"Four."

"Three." Salman gulped his saliva with great difficulty.

"Two." Salman was ready to cover his ears. He was sure he would soon hear a thunderous voice coming into his ear.

"One." Salman closed his eyes tightly.

"Aaaaaaaaaargh." Salman opened his eyes as the scream infiltrated his eardrum. He smiled proudly because the count was exact. Exactly guessed the sound of footsteps belonging to his sister perfectly.

"Kakaaaaaaaaak, if you want to go crazy in your own room!" The cry of the owner of the room echoed in the room measuring five times five. Salman chuckled at Dira's voice, then looked at the sister's face carefully.

"Second, if there is a man who feels for a woman, then the woman looks at the man's face with surprise, then shed tears, is it a sign of good or bad?"

"Ck, your language, brother." Dira clucked in response to Salman's question. He began to tidy up the mess that made the man who came from the same womb with himself.

"Seriously, Deck."

Dira stopped his activity, folding his hands in front of his chest. Dira sighed, facing the Big Brother. "The brother who shot?"

Salman's ears turned red, He smiled clumsily. Dira approached Salman who was sitting on a bed with his favorite bed sheet.

"Panteslah, the girl is crying." Dira looked at Salman's face seriously. Unknowingly, Salman gulped his saliva with great difficulty.

Dira twirled his index finger in front of Salman's face. "With this big sister's face, this slashed face, surely the girl pity the sister. That's why. Pffff."

Dira looked at the face of Salman. Salman's serious face awaits Dira's response, immediately glared when he realized he was being bullied by his sister. Salman immediately thrust Dira's head into his armpit. Dira chuckles successfully pranks the Brother, retorting because his brother has made his room like a ship broke.

"Sister, thank you." Salman released his pitingan, Dira hugged Salman. Dira was happy, her brother had found a new person in his heart. He believes this woman must be very special. Her brother's choice was never wrong. To forget does not mean to forget.

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"Why you?" Retno tried to regulate her breathing which began to heavy. His trembling hands tried to justify the location of the partially fallen bangs covering his eyes. But, again He failed, the harder He fixed his bangs. Unknowingly, he saw many strands of hair on his palms that were sweating coldly. The man beside her looked at Retno in shock. Highlight the eyes that were originally adoring immeasurably, now belied the disgust of looking at Retno.

An hour ago, Retno was arguing with her father. Again the issue of the choice of Retno who prefers to be a teacher is at the root of this debate. Retno felt this time Retno wanted to choose her own life path. Retno wanted to feel her one-time desire supported by her father. From childhood until He went to High School, everything was arranged by the Father, He was never allowed to choose according to his heart's wishes. But this time alone, Retno wanted her voice to be heard.

But what power, his father is still his father. Someone with a heart as hard as a rock. Retno finally came out wanting to escape before her father found out about her psychiatric condition that he felt was getting worse. Retno drives her motorcycle to the house of a man with the status of her boyfriend. That's why he's here now.

"You crazy? No, I can't date you rich." The twenty-year-old shook his head trying to resist what he saw before his eyes. The quiet beautiful girl he was flattering, was now reacting like a person who was losing her sanity. The graceful girl who even made her schoolmates envious when she proudly declared the status of their courtship, is now pulling her hair to fall out. Tears continued to flow profusely in both eyes.

Retno turned to take the bag in front of her with great difficulty. He ransacked his bag to find a cure. After getting it, without waiting for a long time Retno swallowed the drug with great difficulty helped by the mineral water she held.

"We broke up. Can you get out of my house now?" Again Retno heard a sentence from someone who was afraid to see his behavior. Retno sighed several times to calm herself down. Retno actually wanted to issue a complaint with someone she started to trust. A level brother at the Retno campus was in fact able to make Retno believe to live the relationship again. A polite young man with a smile never absent from his lips, able to make Retno say 'YES' when the young man asked Retno to be his lover.

But, what Retno saw and heard at this time, was able to make Retno's wall of trust crack even collapsed instantly. The person he wanted to help now feared him. Even the man did not hesitate to say the curse for Retno which he previously praised.

"good. Excuse me. I'm sorry." Retno rushed away from the man's house which made her sick of it.

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Retno sighed looking at this man in front of her, repeatedly apologizing from the same mouth that this man used to wear to nudge her. "Udahlah."

"You're sorry about me, Ay?" Retno closed her eyes at this call of the prea. Ayu, that's how this guy called Retno.

"Yes, Dli. The past let it pass. You're not wrong, I'm a lunatic." Retno sipped the tea in front of her. "Even until now. You're not afraid?"

"Sorry Ay, I'm really sorry that time, I'm totally outrageous." Adli looked down regretfully, both his hands clutched in agitation. Retno shook her head as she looked at the man who was her ex-boyfriend. Looking at this man, Retno suddenly recalled Salman's request which still made her doubt it. A request to get closer to what it looks like. Retno hesitated to accept the request. Afraid to feel the disappointment he often felt. Afraid of hearing the more he had memorized out of his head.