Mother to My Son

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This morning Hasna was still unable to move on balancing her feelings. The inn why even want to cry continuously. The clock has shown 8 in the morning, when the phone rang on his phone. Mamma..

“Assalamualaikum tea... what more?” there was the cheerful voice of Mama, and at once Hasna wanted to cry.

“Ehh.. Mama..heuheu..” Hasna's voice immediately choked.

“Before Ma..aku keselek” Hasna tried to hold his voice a bit inaudible crying. Fortunately, Maura is still engrossed in her tv show.

Immediately drink water and breathe, do not let Mama hear him crying on the phone.

“Sorry Ma was I sprained, mom how healthy?” Hasna managed to balance her emotions.

“Alhamdulillah, Mama from night why well inget continue with you, so early in the morning phone.. Healthy tether?” Hasna immediately wanted to cry again, how could her heart go to Mama.

“Health. Teteh want to go home to Bandung da now, will give makeup have Mama” suddenly Hasna thought to go home to Bandung now. Hopefully Rain will be left and accompanied by Mama Isna, surely he is also happy because he has not met with Rain for a long time.

“Ehhh kok suddenly, mama is happy if you come home, can be the same Mas Reza?” Mom sounded surprised.

“It is certain, yes I want to be ready now all buy train tickets so that you can get to his house during”

“Dah mama see you in Bandung, assalamualaikum” Hasna immediately turned off Hp, contact Mama Isna first, worried he was not in Jakarta.

It turned out that he had just returned from Surabaya and was very happy if Rain wanted to stay at his house, even if necessary Mama Isna who would later stay at Reza's house. Don't ask about Maura, he would want to come with Hasna to Bandung, it's like a package with him, wherever Hasna goes must definitely come.

It turned out that Rain did not have a problem about Hasna returning to Bandung, although he actually wanted to come too, but certainly would not be allowed because of the school day. He just wanted to buy a kelek t-shirt promised by Emran. Beres thinks Hasna's staying to ask Reza for permission.

Hasna took a breath, thinking between doing the phone call or just sending a message to Reza. Finally he thought of sending a message first, worried that Reza was busy ahead of the meeting preparations.

“I'm permission to go back to Bandung first for a while, mama just remembered the phone he said, all you want to give me a gift of cosmetics that you bought yesterday with Kaka”

Long time no answer, only 10 minutes later Hasna saw that the message was read. And the phone rings. Darth Vader.. his name must be changed deh this person “Man Failed to Move On”..

“Halo assalamualaikum.” Hasna answered on the third ring, torture first let her be dumb.

“Waalaikum greetings, you why suddenly want to Bandung, this morning did not say anything” did not think said Hasna in heart.

“Tadi mama phone, want to meet it has been almost three weeks I did not go home, want to go home a little, later tonight come home again by train”

“Maura I brought the problem kasian if by myself, I wanted to go home Mama Isna he said”

“Well what am I going to do? Own dong” Reza direct protest imagining himself having to be alone at home.

“Well if I don't cape I try to go home, all of you want to bring a diploma to the list of lectures this week, he said his registration accelerated”

“If tired well sleep alone, usually also sleep alone is okay why protest also” replied Hasna quickly. I wanted to add a look at the photo on the side of the bed but it felt impossible.

“Please allow yah” said Hasna again, he knows the rules that married women if going must be permission from the husband.

“Means?” Reza sounded confused at first glance the voice of the person who spoke next to him and then he spoke.

“I want meeting preparation, later we discuss again”

“No more time, permission to request issued now” Hasna directly up an octave.

“What's genie?” Reza took a breath, this woman from earlier had just brought her.

“Iya I can not go if there is no permission. But I want to go home now to Bandung mumpung still morn”

“Request permission kok maksa anyway. ya have left if you want to go back to Bandung”.

“Ya thank you…. Tuttttttttt” Hasna hung up. Reza immediately glared looking at his phone playing close only.

Reza's Office

“This is why the heck he .. today his behavior strange-freak” Reza stared at his hape with frustration.

“Why Pak?” Aswin approached and looked at Reza, in his hand was brought a pile of maps for tight materials.

“Hasna .. from this morning seemed angry and did not want to talk, then now suddenly ask permission to return to Bandung”

“Begging permission but not the nature but more to notice, do not accept if I do not allow but ask permission.kan strange” Reza shook his head. Only now faced women who are difficult to manage.

“Maybe more PMS pak” replied Aswin quickly.

“What's PMS.?” Reza frowned.

“Women right if you are menstruating like to experience it sir, easy emotion, easy cry he said” Aswin explained with confidence.

“There have been experiences with PMS women?” Reza stared with a mocking smile, as she remembered Aswin had never had a girlfriend.

“I prepared myself to better understand women better, before I started the Pak” relationship Aswin replied straightforwardly.

“Rather than like Mr...” he continued again.

“What is my why?” Reza turned his face away quickly from the documents he was reading.

“Father is married to two women, but do not know and understand what PMS is. Free sir turns out the experience of the father does not become a knowledge” Aswin smiled while moving away, moving away, worried about being thrown by documents held by Reza.

“Burkey you, take care of your combo, not take care of my life experience”

“We have finished the job now. So that tomorrow I can off” Reza moved from his chair. Before meeting with outside parties he must first meet with the Board of Directors so that in the meeting later they have one language in the discussion.

Hasna POV's

Hasna immediately booked a train ticket to Bandung, she only brought some Maura clothes and immediately ordered a taxi. When viewed in maps only 30 minutes away because it is past the hours of leaving the office from home to the train station. Maura was immediately excited to hear about leaving for Bandung by train, he had never been on a train.

Throughout Maura's busy journey of storytelling and singing, she is thrilled about today's adventures. It didn't seem to her sadness upfront Hasna who just smiled and answered her occasional questions. As soon as he sat on the train he immediately wanted to call his Papi, but Hasna told him that his Papi was busy in the office and then agreed enough to send a photo only.

“Buna photos of her who bial Papi loa I ride on keleta” she immediately saw all the results of photos every time stylish in front of the camera.

“Buna kilim equal kaka ujan juda” It's back in style, really an amazing entertainment with this koala boy.

Hasna stared at the scenery outside the train, her decision to go back to Bandung was felt right. He can breathe first from the pressure in the house, his feelings are getting better. He just wanted to scream and cry. Hmmm whether the effects of PMS well.. Thought Hasna, I might as well be more sensitive. Hasna finally fell asleep, swaying in the train almost as much as in the car, and last night she only slept 3 hours due to the pressure of feeling after coming out of the worship room.

Once in Bandung, the clock has shown 12.35, before arrival at the Bandung station, Hasna woke Maura who was immediately fresh to see the scenery outside.

“After Buna? Late to be in Banung?” Maura dyed to the window to see the scenery outside, houses and vehicles that stopped when the train passed.

“Iya has arrived. Maura happy to ride the train?” Hasna tidied up Maura's disheveled hair. Unfortunately, koala children feel full, like they have their own dolls.

“Syeneng.. Mola syeneng ride the keteta, the buninya guduk” Maura laughs while wiggling his body back and forth.

“Uwwww your gemoooy, if there is nothing you do not love Buna stay at home” Hasna kissed Maura, his feelings are getting better. It turns out that if the mood is depressed, the fastest is to get out of the environment that suppresses his feelings.

Within 30 minutes Hasna has arrived home, ride the car online is now very easy, do not have to wait picked up so troublesome people home. Once in the courtyard, it looked lonely. Bandung now the heat is almost close to Jakarta, fortunately there is still cool air occasionally so it does not make the memory and sticky like in Jakarta.

“Assalamualakum Hasna opened the door of the house, wusss felt cool air even though he did not use ac at home.

“Melekum...” koala children follow up to say hello while clinking, still not too familiar with the house in Bandung.

“Waalaikum greetings wr wb....” sound Mama's voice in the middle room, wb,

“Ehhhhh teteh.. ya Allah really go home, this geulis mama's son ..” Mama immediately embraced Hasna.

“Haduh-haduuuh this granddaughter Enin meni getting more hembil aja... Papao her increasingly sharp, her lips more pointed, her nose also mancung” Mama directly pinch Maura's face.

“Aduuuh akittt Enin…..Bunaaaaa” Maura instantly hid her face on Hasna's skirt.

“Hahahah iiiih ni ogoan sama Buna, here same Enin carried yahhhh.. want to see the cat no... There Taiyo again bobo on the same sofa Enin” Mama directly took over koala cubs. Jagoan emang Mama tuh if dealing with small children.

“Why Taiyonya bobo same Ewnin?” Maura was immediately interested to see a lazy cat who slept in a style like me.

“Kenyang ate fish sepiring” said Mama while sitting Maura on the sofa.

“Sini Taiyonya bobo in Maura's lap, must have not eaten well Maura, same Enin bribed well fish” Mama saw the clock surely had not had time to eat on the road.

“Iya Mola lapel but nda want to eat Taiyo fish later he even-even fish eaten Mola” said Maura while rubbing the lazy cat.

“Hahahahah yes Maura fish is given sambel so Taiyonya does not want to eat” Mama's tease, Hasna smiled to see Mama who is engrossed with Maura. He went straight to the dinner table, this morning breakfast was only a little because it was not lustful to eat.

“Mola is not strong eat pewdes Ewnin.. bibilnya like kebakalan” Maura immediately pouted to hear will eat with sambal.

“What cooking Ma? Widiiiih there is my favorite Balado Bloating Fish, the same kangkung”

“Heheheh Mama cook this after I say want to go home well, you know if you want to be given a gift makeup” Hasna immediately take the plate and immediately fill with her favorite food, you know, do not need a lot of menus and strange nyang rich gini already delicious and make drooling.

“Maura wants to be fed Buna or Enin” asks Hasna.

“Sama Mama aja, you eat just do not mind” Mama directly take rice for Maura.

“Don't use the red seasoning Ma, he's a little red clay definitely protest” Hasna directly select fish that are not exposed to seasonings. Mama smiled at Hasna who deftly chose food for the child. It was like being the mother of this child.

During the meal Hasna was busy telling her activities to Mama, if the Sundanese language term is “murudul” or out everything, only she did not tell about the worship room, it was not worth it she worried Mama became sad.

“You slept with the kids?” ask Mama

“Iya often the same kids” replied Hasna relaxed, she was engrossed in puffing puffer fish without realizing the purpose of the question Mama.

“Mas Reza sleep where then?” ask Mama again.

“Yah in her room where else I'm the same time replied Hasna relaxed.

“Teh... you are married, not a virgin anymore, if the wife well sleeps with husband” Mama immediately connect quickly. Hasna immediately stopped eating, she had unknowingly answered that.

“Hehehe means bed time with three of the same kids” replied Hasna with a crybaby. This danger could-can talk Mama Merina directly out.

“Later after Ashar Mama prayer to chat with you”

“You're nginep right?”

“Ehh hehehe didn't know, last night I said he wanted to go home directly later” Hasna immediately grimaced, imagining having to go home again tonight was lazy.

“Later Mama talked with Reza, hopefully you can stay” Mama immediately made up her mind. Beuh Bu Merina was resisted, moustache father was not wrinkled even though the mustache was long.

“After eating, you take a break, your face is so haggard. Get off you well weight, until it's so taper” said Mama while cleaning the dish used to eat Maura. The koala boy was engrossed in rubbing Taiyo who increasingly pewe sleep because it was rubbed.

After eating Hasna back to her room, huffttt misses her longing with this room, although it is not spacious but feels very comfortable.

“Anyeoong.. GD Oppa Hasna hugged the wall attached to the poster of G Dragon. I want to cry the same as GD Oppa.

“Oppa .. you're angry he's gih... I'm sad” Hasna is back to shed tears. All this time in his heart was only G Draggon. If there can be a doraemon tool that can turn on the poster, it would be like to rent it. Don't want to do anything just want to spill his sadness on someone.

“Teteh... you are again doing the hell... still a hallucination with G. Draggon” Mama entered without knocking the door again as usual.

“Kangen same room, same GD Oppa I tuh Mama” Hasna wiped her tears. Mama looked at Hasna sharply.

“What problems are there?” ask Mama

“Maura where?” Hasna tried to distract Mama, though,

“Again invited snacks with Ema to a new store at the end of the complex” replied Mama while sitting on the mattress.

“This sit the story of Mama what is it?”

“Ah Mama will definitely turn me gera” Hasna up to bed and waiting.

“Ih...marriage habits still like nungging rich gini” while hitting Hasna's butt that is not flinching by the blow of Mama's hand…

Yaaaa gaa…..