Mother to My Son

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That night Hasna decided to sleep faster, her feelings were mixed, like a roller coaster ride. There were feelings of shock, thumping, fear, delight and shame mixed into one. It is fitting that his friends used to like to say never start making physical contact with the opposite sex, it will be difficult to stop.

Starting from the handrails, out of hand grip hugs, out of cheek kisses, and now kiss the lips. And this is why the lips feel swollen, Hasna is most susceptible to allergies, sometimes not clear trigger but most often the allergy is easy to relapse if he is coming months. In the past doctors said the hormonal influence is large, scratched a little will be swollen and itchy.

Tonight Reza who will accompany Maura sleeps because Maura feels long abandoned Papinya, and this opportunity is not wasted by Hasna to sleep early. It feels like his body crumpled maybe because of the first day of menstruation, fitting will pray magrib eh no spots. After dinner Hasna went straight into the room and enjoyed a quiet time in her own room.

It turns out that having a child is like losing your identity, there is no more time for yourself. Only when bathing alone can be alone, it still likes to be shoved and asked still a long time no. It has been almost 3 weeks to be a mother and immediately gas tancap take care of everything yourself. In strange thinking there is also no transition period at all, fortunately Hasna did not experience jetlag or may not be given a chance to jetlag.

Hasna had entered the 5th sky when she felt movement in the mattress, someone held her forehead and then touched her lips. Hasna never slept in a completely dark room, she was too afraid to sleep alone. Slowly opened his eyes and looked Reza who was sitting beside his bed.

“Have you slept?” Reza still had not removed his hand from Hasna's forehead

“Hmmm... What's wrong Mas? Maura would like to be accompanied by me?” Hasna tried to get up but her eyes were still glued to the glue.

“Not the children have slept anyway, I just want to check you, earlier the stumbled table still hurts not his head?” Reza rubbed the jendolan in Hasna's head.

“Engga.. Pain if pressed earlier I already love ointment for impact tomorrow also deflated again” Hasna rubbed a lump on his forehead.

“What else are you doing? I sleepy” Hasna tried to open her eyes that still felt closed.

“That's why the lips are still swollen as well, the feeling of that kiss I'm not tight-tight very, nyedot bit natural that's” Reza laughed at the tip of Hasna's lips that look swollen like bitten by a mosquito.

“I tuh if again mens trus hit or scratches like allergies relapse..already ahh do not diiatin continue I tuh malu” Hasna directly lay down and cover her head.

“Hahahaha.. yes I won't bother just to chat aja bentar”.

“Try your sliding dikit” Reza pushes Hasna's body to shift giving her space in bed.

“You what? I again mens... can not say if again mens” Hasna directly open the blanket that covers her head.

“Who would like to say anything. I will just want to chat while lying down with you, time can not” Reza forced to shift Hasna's body, forced Hasna immediately shifted because it does not want to coincide with Reza.

“For the past two weeks how are there any difficulties not with children?” Reza lay on her side and looked at Hasna who was sleeping on her back with the blanket covered with her body only visible head on the pillow.

“Engga.. Everything is fine, Kaka Rain is good just never tell anything. I just realized I didn't know much about Kaka when I wanted to go to school, I don't know what class he was in and the address of the school where”

“I don't know whose close friend and he likes what”

“Today more chat about playing guitar, the cordnya trus about school in Bandung, if I ask about his friends he is rich who avoid it.

“Hee indeed he is like I will not tell much if you feel you do not know” replied Reza

“If Maura how?”

“Koala's son mah do not ask, nempel trus namplok. Can't seem to be looking forin”

“Padahal again fun to watch tv so there is an ad or a distraction live show cry out screaming... Buna.

“Mandi is also still a diketokin, sometimes finally shower with”

“Lucky why?” Hasna was confused

“Can take a shower with you, I slept together also not” Reza immediately smiled.

“Ihhhh what the hell, yes have no need to be explained again his children's story” Hasna directly covered the blanket and flipped her back to Reza.

“Ahhh you are very easy to scatter anyway seduced little too, if tegodain other people like, but seduced like easy to snambek” Reza pulled the shoulder of Hasna to turn back.

“Tau ah.sebel” Hasna is still selling expensive

“If ngebebelakangin that I continue to like to swerve from behind so” Reza began to poultice with the nature of Hasna, can not be forced even likes to rebel, so that, but if persuaded or feigned weakened and persecuted conditions Hasna will quickly turn around.

“Ehhhh .. would like to be explained not the story.so do not like to cut the story need not” Hasna immediately turned around. That day he no longer wanted to ride a roller coster.

“Hehehe ya continue until I sleepy” Reza took a deep breath and looked at Hasna who was engrossed in telling excitedly what Maura did every day. Hasna's sleepiness became lost because the focus with the story of making a cake with Maura so that filled the jar of biscuits to the full and immediately exhausted when Brother Rain came home.

Reza POVs

This woman told me passionately about Maura and Rain without looking burdened, even though she only knew them less than 2 months back. Her lips looked funny a little swollen from my kiss earlier, if only no children would have wanted to feel hugged longer. His face looks very embarrassed when holding hands, strange how there can be a woman who has never held a man before. He never dated when I saw his face was very attractive, and many men also seemed interested in him.

I don't want to scare her because that's why we both have to get to know her first, especially Hasna who has to get used to physical closeness. He is still easily surprised to be touched on certain parts of his body. It must be touched often like this. I slowly held her hand outside the blanket.

“Ehh... “ he was immediately startled and tried to pull his hand.

“From reflection makes you sick, mending you I taught you about the prophecy of the line of the hand” I hold the left side.

“Which hand is well, because the right hand is often used on the move so many new lines are not default from origin”

“Mas Reza can foretell from hand line?” his eyes were in disbelief

“Hmmm yes I used to learn from Indian friends who have studied Astrology, so the science of divination is said to come from India, China and Ancient Israel”

“Your foretelling hand line is called Palmistry” I feel his body approaching towards me without having to be pulled, hmmm yes I forgot he was easier to get close when talking about something fun for him.

“Palmistry.. maybe from the word palm well palms” his eyes stared full of curiosity, huffffft it feels like to kiss him again.

“So some say it must be seen from the most dominant hand, if the woman is the right hand while the man the left hand”

“Where is his right hand?” He immediately shifted to give his hand to Reza without saying much, now his body was attached ..hehehehe the base of innocent women.

“The palm of your hand is oval in shape and the fingers are long so you fall into the category of water hands, people with water hands tend to have difficulty controlling themselves when stressed, and people with water hands tend to have difficulty controlling themselves, he will follow his feelings more than logical thinking, then he does not like conflict situations and has an artistic nature.

“Haaaaahhh. I can at least stress, like panikan if stressed, and if the storm is just as bad as avoiding. Trus I'm happy with the same music and drawing or making animated videos” his face was immediately full of admiration, his body immediately tilted and looked at me like a god who came down from the sky.

“Terusin again.. I want danger” haduuuh this chest even stick again to the hand, making it difficult to concentrate.

Haduuuh continues not this…. Kok so go with degdeg an