Mother to My Son

farhan office 2

Reza PoVs

I could only shake my head to see the woman running away when I mentioned the matter of opening her belt. How dare yesterday allude to the matter of opening a man's belt when I was ill helpless, smiling like laughing at me who was weak to the point of not being strong to change clothes.

Seeing her being able to take care and patiently make food made me think of Mitha, she could always make me comfortable when I was sick. It turns out that Hasna although still young but can provide the same comfort, his attitude is always free and often idly. It could be in the style of turmeric poisoning when the husband is sprawled, sometimes making me confused I married a woman or comedian.

Seeing his hand yellow because of the turmeric stains made me touched, he seemed to not care about the appearance because his hands became colored. And it turns out that drinking the potion makes me recover quickly only need 3 times to drink and sore and my area immediately stopped. Apparently this woman has the ability to become an empon-empon shaman.

While sleeping in the room accompanying me with Maura he looked restless, several times changing his sleeping position so that I felt disturbed. I remembered her words, she felt guilty like sleeping with another woman's husband she said, I so sad to hear this means the closeness of her feelings is greater to Mitha than to her own husband.

Seeing her picture while sleeping with Maura made me realize that all this time I never had a special photo with her. But he also seemed to not care whether I had a photo with him or not. When I saw her profile picture, the more I realized how lucky I was to have a young, mature woman.

Today when he heard that he had finished accompanying the children to make passports, a feeling arose to meet and gather with them, imagining him and the kids walking in threes at the Mall made me want to come and feel a sense of togetherness that I'd seen for a long time in other families. I wanted to see how he would react if I changed my appearance like the Korean man he dreamed of.

I remember some Korean friends in college used to love wearing blazers and slim pants with plain t-shirt insides, I couldn't possibly wear a shirt to the office so I decided this morning to wear a plain white shirt. When I came to the Mall I accidentally removed the tie and socks so it looks more casual look. It turned out that my pancake was successful, he looked stunned when he saw me at the restaurant. Hahahhahaha it is easy to deceive this woman.

It turned out that his courage to open the belt was only limited to talk and delusion, it is not imagined that if I offer this to Arcy may have ended with the urge to do something else.  When I came out of the room, I saw that he was busy tinkering with the camera and taking some pictures of Maura watching. Apparently he really likes photography, like I used to do with Mitha and Rain.

“Papi... Mola is again a photo model Buna.. said Buna will be entered into insaglam” this child really admires the woman.

“In.. sta...grraam” he spelled the word slowly, and immediately followed Maura. “In.sa…. I want to see futuaaa” Maura always wanted to see the photos if she became a model, she said, since childhood, I always used to show the results of the photos I took to him so that he used to check the results of other people's photos.

“Cantik nyaaa.. whose child is this..pretty bangett…. Buna asks for Maura's beauty a little can?” she seduces others the most in many ways. “Boyeeeh.. banak juda boyehh... Mola puna banak tantikkk ...Buna boyeh ambiy” he looks laughing happily with Maura, I took the camera he used to see the quality of the picture. It turned out that he could indeed take pictures from a good angle. Maura looks very natural in this photo, I saw the lens he was wearing was a special lens for close-up capture.

“You like to wear this lens?” I ask, this lens has a fairly expensive price, only people who like photography who specifically buy this lens.

“Iya one of my favorite lenses, because bokehnya dapet really, just can only focus on one object” I took a few pictures on Maura and then on Hasna.

“Eh uh... I do not like to be photographed” he directly covers his face, it turns out that indeed people who like behind the camera do not like him to be a photo object. I took a few more pictures until he got angry.

“Massss... I do not like to be photographed.. here ah” he immediately forced to take the camera.”while I want to see first the result” I managed to release his hand from the camera, I did not want to take the camera.<TAG1>, it turned out that the result was blur because Hasna did not want to be silent, in contrast to the photos of Maura looked more natural and stable. Ehh.. what are the graduation photos of who…

It turned out that it was true what he said, he took photos of the song boy's graduation, there were many photos at graduation he and his friends, men and women. Which piqued many photos of the boy, looks happy and very expressive in the photos. The joy of graduation was radiating on his face. What is this.why does he want to be photographed with his neck curled by son songong…. I deleted all the photos on camera. For what to store photos of other men, enough G Dragon posters are plastered on the walls of the room.

“Ehhhhh again what Mas... ehhhhh kok delete photos…. Arghhhhh it graduation” photos he instantly pulled the camera from my grasp.. “Masss I haven't had time to move these photos to laptop” he immediately shouted seeing the photo memory has been empty because I deleted.

“Don't like to save men's photos.. You're a married woman” I said quickly, too many memorable memories with that man.”These are the photos I took at my graduation, not just one or two people, but manyaak… why erase the memories that I have with my friends” she screamed loudly.

“Kamuuuuu how many times have I said do not like to shout” I said loudly... Maura looked shocked and looked at me. The woman stood up and looked down, her face looked like she wanted to take an oath but she saw Maura. He turned around and went up to the room.

“Bunaaaaa...” Maura ran to chase. “Maura…. Here sit with Papi we watch Barney” movie I immediately grabbed Maura, can I hear him slam the door and lock it. “Mola maaau to Bunaaa..” This child is really already under his influence.

“Buna is praying magrib first.. Later after Maura prayers can play again” I know that Maura will definitely force into his room, I fear that he will be an outlet of Hasna's anger. Actually why also I deleted all the photos in the camera's memory, I could have just deleted the photos he had with the song child, shitss.. Sometimes with the woman made my mind so short and lost common sense.

Until Hasna's dinner time doesn't come down to eat, Maura keeps whining about wanting to go up to the room, I think she will definitely come down as well in the end, surely she will be hungry. But it turns out that until 8 p.m., he still survives in the room, when I saw that Maura was watching TV, I thought she had forgotten so I could leave her to carry the phone in the room and check some of the messages. It turned out that due to having to distract Maura, many missed phones came in and messages from the office that I had to reply to. Keep me busy replying to messages and giving instructions to Aswin regarding the messages sent. Until I heard Maura's cry and Rain's cry.

“Bunaaaaa whoaaawww……..Bunaaaaa” Maura was seen crying in front of her bedroom door, since when she went upstairs, she was left watching. “Bunaa...bunaa... have you slept? This ade want to sleep with Buna” Rain knocking on the door of the room.

“Woaaaawww….. The bunanya papiiiii” arghhh the boy complained to his brother. The rain looked at me sharply, he always blamed me for dealing with Hasna.

“Bunaa...Buna” I saw both of them busy knocking on the door of Hasna's room, hufftt until it was angry he just because of the picture I deleted. When I decided to go up and knock on the door of his room, suddenly the door opened.

“Sorry.. Buna overslept…. Maura ate already? Why do you sleepy baby yaaah” his hair looks disheveled and his eyes are swollen, apparently he cried just because the photo of his shot with the songong man was lost. “Molaaa ngantukk want bobo with Bunaa…. Waaaaaaa” this boy is getting spoiled, I see at a glance he glances at my whereabouts on the stairs.

“Maura has eaten? Buna overslept sorry” he immediately carried her and brought her into the room. The rain did not seem to follow him, he turned around and just looked at me sharply without saying anything. I knew from her gaze that she would blame me for tonight's incident even though she didn't know what was the problem. I finally decided to let the matter go away on its own, too much apology could make the woman big-headed.

Until I heard him come down the stairs and make milk for Maura at the dinner table, he did not say hello or just look at me, his face was straight focused on the milk can and drinking glass.

“Sorry..” arghhh why even apologize, but I have decided earlier not to apologize, why this mouth does not compromise just by looking at his face that is tangled and cold. If you leave tomorrow also for sure he will improve, this woman will most easily forget and come back cheerful.

He just fell silent, and then went back to stirring Maura's milk, not sounding any reply from his mouth. “So I actually just want to delete a few photos but so kebablasan delete everything” I said again trying to find a reasonable reason, but still it feels embarrassing to hear.

He seemed to ignore me and walked past me, as if what I said was just the sound of the wind blowing meaninglessly, shitssss…. He didn't know what if I had to lower my pride to go back to apologizing to him.

“Hasna... If I talk you have to listen and answer”. He finally stopped and turned around. “That photo may not mean anything to Mas Reza, but to me those photos are proof that I once had the best people that ever existed in my life”

“I just found out that getting married means having to erase the good friendship I once had, making me ask as great as if this marriage can replace and delete all those relationships” I was shocked to hear his words, I had absolutely no intention of making him think like that. Deleting a photo doesn't mean deleting a friendship, I'm just saying that he doesn't keep a picture of another man.

Ahhh why so misunderstood like this, the woman does like to dramatize everything, so indeed do not invite women who emotions even become more chaotic. Finally I let him go upstairs without answering his words, I decided to go to bed and see the condition tomorrow.

As the clock showed 10 nights there was a knock on whose door was it, Maura? Usually he never knocks on the door but goes in and cries for sleep or sleep in his room. “Log in..” turned out Hasna..

“I have never had that much money..The money I have only up to 7 million, it's the money I saved so I can go to S2 college without burdening Dad, he said, how many sheets of money 1 billion I never imagined how many bags if I hold”

“But I don't want this money, if for the sake of this money I have to delete everything I have with my friends first, I do not want if this marriage makes me have to obey the words of Mas Reza as a husband and make me no longer have the right to manage my own life”

I was astonished to see his sudden arrival while brandishing the deposit paper I made the wedding dowry. Apparently he unpacked the deposit in a picture frame that was kept in his room.

“This please take, my life is my own, I can already distinguish which is good which is wrong. I know about the responsibilities and responsibilities of a married woman. My parents have educated me correctly” he uses my pronouns, very formal to emphasize the position if he feels offended.

He placed the deposit documents on the foot of the mattress and left the room quickly. This woman is very difficult to manage. Hufft I didn't expect that the matter of deleting photos would become a big deal for him.

Ok. I was wrong, should not have erased the photos in the camera, this is like the behavior of Mama taking photos of Mitha from the room, the difference is that Mitha's photo only moved the position of the house while the photo on the camera was lost and could not be seen again. Well I have to apologize officially and promise not to repeat it. Women are emotional beings.

I took the paper deposit and went up to the upper room, when I tried to open the door to the room was locked. “Naaa... Hasna.. open the door I want to talk”...tok…. “Hasnaa open the door I want to talk..” tok..tok..shitssss. This woman was really stubborn.I repeatedly knocked on the door with a voice I made as low as possible so as not to wake the child. Until finally the door opened, but it was not Hasna's room but Rain who came out and the room with an annoyed look.

“Makanya Papi do not like to get angry. I've been used to scolded Papi.. do not be equated with Buna...he's new to the same Papi” apparently the sound of knocking the door to Hasna's room up to her room.

“Buna open the door, I can't sleep ngedenger Papi nget-tock the door keep.. Tomorrow I have exams” tok tok…. “Bunaa open the door later ade wake up again”... tok tok... only twice the door of Hasna's room immediately opened, annoying.apparently this weak point of women is only in children. Worried about disturbing Rain and Maura made him instantly open the door. The rain went straight back into her room, either to thank her or to knock her ear off for her scathing words just now but I didn't give a damn the most important thing the door was open.

He seemed to have rolled up again in the blanket and slept facing the wall. It turns out that the style of angry women is always like that. Covering yourself with a blanket is like closing the chance to talk. I closed the door and approached him and sat down on the side of the bed.

“Wake up I want to talk” even though I know she hasn't slept but it's weird to talk to her back. Turns out he was still silent and I heard he was pulling snot slowly, apparently he was still crying out of annoyance. Hufft…. Reza why your fingers do not have eyes anyway, try if the one that is deleted one photo will not be found out like this.

“Sorry... I did not intend to remove anything from your life, it was just a coincidence because I did not think long before acting”

“I give you a dowry of 1 billion not to redeem your freedom dear, it is the money I want to give to women who want to receive a man who already has children” Hmm… would it matter if I called him dear, if I thought I had never called him dear. It turned out that his body was moving but still behind me.

“I'm sorry, I promise you won't do anything like this again, you can be friends with anyone including the son of song...Aaarkhaan” I almost call it songong, surely he will get even more angry.

“I know you can take care of yourself and honor as a married woman, so don't be so quick to decide to give back all the rights I gave you as my wife” I decided to rub her shoulders, and even more make him cry.duuuh ya aampun.. Reza your mouth why can not have a brain is always too late if you think that using the central brain.

“Already.. Don't cry. I feel more guilty.. Even though I know I can't make the photos back… I'm really sorry” this time I really feel guilty seeing her sobbing on the pillow while behind me” Arghhh this woman always looks sad when crying.

“I still want to be friends with Kang Arkhan and other friends” he finally voiced.

“Ya of course can.. I'm not forbidding.. May be friends with other men as long as you can take care of yourself” I have to start learning to be able to hold back from now on, this woman is indeed different from Mitha, Mitha, he is very easy to get along with and make friends with the opposite sex. The problem is men are hard not to be interested in him, too fun to just be friends.

I hugged him tightly, he was still sobbing, well to that extent. “I was upset at that boy” I finally couldn't bear to not admit that I was upset with that song child, so Hasna could understand.

“He likes to call you by the little name Nana...Nana... as if a special call he made you” I said annoyed.

“Why upset everyone will have the right to call his friend with a call he likes.. I like to call Aurel by calling Borel trus calling Ghina with Ginong” ahhh she is indeed a senseless woman at all Nana calls, with Borel or Ginong.

“I...I actually already have a nickname for you”. He looked at his face still wet with tears. “Haaah.. Definitely an ugly name” he said with a frown.Wah lest he had seen his nickname on the tape before I changed it yesterday.

“You always think badly of me. Just like Rain” I sighed, having a daughter turned out to be more oriented to the mother than her own Papi. “What his nickname” apparently he was curious as well. “Hmmm but promise first sorryin I” said I.. he immediately melengos apparently still angry. “Ya already if still angry I will not tell you” he is the least resistant if there is a secret.

‘Yes I'm sorry about it.” he replied while turning back to me.

“Then like that still angry a lot dong.. If angry do not like to think to restore all my gifts.. do not do again yah” said me while rubbing his shoulders.. Samar I see him nodding. “Document deposit I keep at the study table, keep it well it's yours fully” he flips and looks at me, apparently with a soft greeting it's easier to talk to him.

“You want to know your nickname?” ask me while smiling. He nodded, I gave my phone “try to see for yourself” he then scrolling hape “gak nemu..” he said confused.. waah basic women half brain while staying see profile photo surely met. “Ya already you call it later will come out your name” my proposal. Then he scowled the hape and came out his name.

“Apaan this Pelipur Rara” she directly wrinkled.. Basic insensitive.”Kan you it's solace I” answered me with a smile, he immediately cut down “Switch Lara not Pelipur Rara” he tried to correct the error that I accidentally “ right your name Hasna Humaira … if Sundanese people say he likes to be repeated his name Humaira so Rara..hehehehehe” I remember his story about Oon Suroon.

“A funny boy..” he immediately smiled and flipped behind me, hmmm already improved apparently. Ok this can be hugged like this, I put my chin on his shoulder. “Hmmm if the memory we bring to the data service may be taken again the photos that I deleted” I tried to fix the error earlier.

“No need.. earlier I called Kang Arkhan, he said the photos from the camera had been saved on his laptop, later he sent his link in drive”.... Shitsss.

Then I saw the phone. I want to know my nickname in his hape now what? is still Darth Vader. I secretly flick his name and make a call. I glared straight away.

"Jurig"... What is it ?