My Holiness Lost on New Year's Eve

CHAPTER 12

Making peace is happiness in the future.

~AnindyaSaputri

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Pov Anindya Saputri's

Don't know what the guy wants?

What do you want Raka man b a j i n g a n?.

I can clearly feel him starting to approach my mother. While I have not had the courage to say, the man who I consider good so far is precisely the be re ng s e k who took away our happiness.

"Nindy kok daydreaming.oh yes, I met Nak Raka again at the Ojak mang stall" said the mother smiling happily.

"Kok he's in our village ma'am. Heart of mom, today is indeed a lot of approaching but there is a want? That is the mode is good at the beginning" I replied annoyed also mother always looks happy to discuss the man.

"Huss. ngak good talking so son, it's the fall of suudzon" said the mother .

I stared at my mother's shady bead, wanting to be honest but what am I? My mentality is not that strong.

"Bu supposing Nindy spoke honesty that made the mother hurt. How's it? " ask me

"God willing, mother will try to rely. We humans certainly do not escape sin" replied the wise mother.

I can feel there's real courage to be honest with mom.

"Oh yes, how is your relationship with Yoga? Has he not informed you yet?" mother asked managed to make my heart fucked.

"Mom what Nindy does not deserve anymore. Make a good man good" instead he answered I asked my mother.

"Who said? Remember, Nindy will fit in with a person who is really good at Nindy. Nak Yoga problem maybe she needs time. You must wait patiently for a decision. Even if it hurts later you have to accept it with a chest.

That is his right, because Nindy's soul mate has been prepared by Allah subahallah ta'ala" said the mother cools the heart.

"Yes buk, inn shaylah, Nindy is already klas" I replied.

"Jaudah ma'am, Nindy wants to rest first" said my final message.

Tok tok tok tok

My eyes and my mother were pointing at the door. At the end of the day we both stepped closer to the door. Decided to open it.

"Who yes" asked the unknown man. In his hand was a large package.

"This is a package for mom and Dik Nindy" the courier man replied.

"from whom" I asked quickly. I would like to say that he has the wrong address. It was like giving a package when we did not order it.

"FROM ME"

Instantly my body stiffened to see the man approaching us. Mother looks happy.

"Raka"

"Son Raka"

With a casual step the man in the black shirt and combined with the matching polo pants approached us.

Seen occasionally he loosened the tie attached to his neck.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am" said the man looking friendly to mother.namum, to me something that is disgusting.

"Waalaikumsalam son. thanks for the package you are very good " replied the mother smiled widely.

The courier guy just left without saying goodbye might feel in the nuts.

"Oh yeah, I think Nindy knew you. You guys know each other" asked mom staring at us alternately.

When my gaze and Raka meet immediately I throw my face away. Feeling misbehaved especially with questions mom should I answer with what?

When mom looked at me, I just nodded in response.

"Oh yes, if that's what I'm sorry to go to the office first Tan" said the man again in my heart I cheered happily.

"Well, next time play here again?" replied my mother with a big smile. In my heart I would like to reject my mother's offer.

"Ok ready Tan, I'll excuse you..Assalamualsikum, Tan,Nin-dy". Said Raka again very nauseating when he mentioned my name

" haalaikumsalam"

Finally Raka stepped away, then disappeared from view with his motorbike.

After Raka's mother continued to smile happily, if you know who the man who is considered a good mother turned out to be only peria bajin*gan.

After that, the mother opened the package it turned out to be chocolate, cheese and milk flavor martabak . Mom looks happy eating martabak that I admit it feels really steady.

I was happy when I saw my mother happy despite the secret that was pressing on my chest

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As usual, dinner continues to be filled with stories about Raka's kindness,

But I try to smile.

After the dinner was done with the kitchen business, I also paid to go to the room.

Studying for a while to calm the mind, my voice sounded vibrating from sobs. In my heart I kept praying for inner strength.

Until my reading was over, I was surprised to see my mother sitting on the bed with glassy eyes.

A sense of haru enveloped as me and mother hugged together, shedding tears together.

"Let's tell me the same story, what's the problem, son. We promise to always be together"

In fact, I'm not that strong to hold back the secret of suffering.

"Mom, really" I said paused

"Any real son" mother asked first

"Raka", it feels like the tongue feels confused to continue the speech

" yes, why Raka? " ask mom again

"Mom, Raka is actually the man who me n o d a i Nindy that new year's night" though it trembled once the breath of the sentence came out smoothly.

" astgfirullah... "

"Yes buk, Raka's a man b a j i n g a n. He's the one who's taken Nindy's future, the one who's instilled trauma in Nindy. He ruined our happiness ma'am.

Ma'am why he had to come back to play the drama as if he was good-hearted" said I spilled everything.

My cry broke with the sentence that broke apart and broke the heart. It hurts so bad

"Then what exactly does he want. As long as you know he's a good man" said the mother again as if blum believes

"Mom believes Nindy, right?" of course mom nodded steadily.

"We are just careful. We can see he's the one who is, he has a cunning plan ma'am, not rule out the possibility for him to act arbitrarily to us" I said again.

"Yes son, I don't want to see Nindy slumped for the second time 'cause I love Nindy's mom" she said.

"Yes buk ,Nindy is also dear mother" I replied

The sense of uneasiness was slightly reduced like there was a new large stone falling from the shoulder.

And all because she told her mother.

Seriate...