My Lovely Office Girl's

Eps 138 (Albert Baldomero)

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Ayumi pressed one of the light switches located on the outer wall of the back porch. And a few hanging bulb lights adorn the garden light up, making the atmosphere even more beautiful.

Blue sky with orange silhouette, decorated with yellowish white clouds, accompanying the togetherness of children and mothers who had been busy talking. Discussing everything, accompanied by various kinds of snacks that Ayumi brought from the stock cabinet.

"Then, how did Mama get pregnant? Dizziness vomiting no? Or ... miss the smell of Om Valter?" Suddenly I asked Ayumi that.

Somehow she was curious about Sumi's condition when she was pregnant with him. Maintaining a fetus that had been in his own kind of family.

"Eh, .. I got it wrong, yeah!?" Ayumi sat back in her place.

Sumi hugged herself, rubbing her hands as the afternoon gust of wind swept across her skin.

"Hhhhhhhhhh!" The woman sighed, then leaned back on the back of the wooden chair she was sitting on. "It's not hard if you have to remember those days …"

"Yes, no need to talk about it. Let's just talk about something else." Ayumi cut off Sumi's speech.

"But it seems like Mama has to answer whatever you ask. Of course you must be curious about him (Valter) your son and father, a little bit of your mind is bound, if Valter feels like knowing the news of your current situation, then you are like that." Sumi.

Ayumi nodded.

"But that Om doesn't know I'm the same Mama."

"Indeed, maybe he's thinking how you're doing now that he's just left you."

Ayumi looked at her mother's face with an erratic feeling. She was happy of course, but also felt sad when she saw Sumi holding back the sadness, and hiding behind her warm smile.

"Can we talk deeper? I ask a lot of things without making Mama feel sad? I want to know whatever Mama's been through, but I'm scared!"

Sumi grabbed Ayumi's hand, grasping it tightly.

"It's okay. It's time to listen to whatever you want to know."

Ayumi smiled again.

"Who do I look like?" Ask Ayumi while chuckling.

Ridiculous indeed, but right now he seemed to want to really know.

Sumi gave a smile, looking at him barely even blinking.

"Like Mama I think. Our smiles are the same, the gummy smiles are the same!" Ayumi.

Sumi laughed happily hearing that.

"Like it or not. But Mama thinks you're more like Valter."

"Mama remember her face?"

Ayumi shifted her seat to get closer. Then hugged Sumi's arm, and leaned against her shoulder.

Sumi did not answer.

"Mama hates him?"

"hate? Mama thinks not. My mom was disappointed with everything she did. She married someone else without asking how Mama felt at that time, .. when Mama just tried to open up after a long wait without certainty, but she came, but she came, and marry another woman without an exception, and the heaviest one is the one closest to Mama." Sumi smiled with teary eyes.

Ayumi stared in silence. So heavy the path of life that his mother took, it is okay his life test when compared to the woman who has given birth to him.

"Don't cry I beg you." Ayumi rubbed her mother's eyelids.

"No. Mama was just telling Ayumi!" Sumi chuckled, she tried to hide her sadness.

"Mom want to know their situation? The time is now sophisticated, Mama just mention what their names are. Ayumi will be searching on the social media that I have."

The woman was silent.

"Who? I'm gonna find out how Mama's doing remotely!"

Ayumi grabbed her mobile phone that was located on the table. Staring at Sumi, waiting for an answer that Ayumi could ask. But the woman shook her head, rejecting Ayumi's offer with an unrelenting smile.

"No need. Mama doesn't want to know their situation, just let them live together without anyone's shadow. Mama doesn't feel good for you either, you'll hate them more, and that's what you avoid because Mama won't teach you to hate them, their problems are just with Mama. But if they want to see you, meet in person, Mama won't let you."

"That's great, .. You must keep a big heart, accept all the paths God has laid out."

Ayumi nodded.

"Come in, a pregnant person is not good to be outside on almost an afternoon like this." Sumi patted the back of Ayumi's palm.

Then stood up, about to take Ayumi away. But the woman held him back, she looked at Sumi full of pleas, and tried to pull him back to sit down.

"Let's go inside."

"No. I want to know Om Valter's face first!" Ayumi Pinta.

"Mama doesn't have her picture. For sure he looks a lot like you, pure white, with dark brown eyes."

Ayumi shook her head.

"Who's his full name? Let's find out on Instagram, we can find anyone, if lucky."

Sumi silent.

"Mah! Just once, I promise after this I won't talk about them anymore."

"No Ayumi. Let's go inside, don't go looking deeper into them."

"But Ma?"

"No dear, come on in. We'll have dinner for your husband, okay?"

"I just want to know. I'm happy to have found Mama, to see the real form of the woman who gave birth to me, to protect me even when people want to get rid of me."

Sumi nodded.

"Because this is the reason. They dumped you, they separated us, so there's no point in seeing them even on social media."

"But we don't know. Does Om Valter do it by his will, or out of compulsion. We don't know how hard he was!"

Sumi shook her head. He immediately got up and pulled Ayumi into the house.

"Mama?"

"If it's time he'll come, and see you in person, there's no need to look for him on your social media." Said Sumi while continuing to walk into the house.

"alright. But what's his name?"

Sumi was silent, she kept walking in, bringing Ayumi towards the middle room.

"Ma?" Ayumi again whined.

Sumi sighed.

"Name only?" The woman asked back.

Ayumi nodded.

"I just want to know nothing more. Being with Mama is enough, I won't ask her back just because I want to really have a full-blown biological parent. My mom and dad have also completed me! So, ... Right now I just want to know."

Sumi was silent, looking at Ayumi with a sad look.

"Who?"

"Valter, he's your father's name!"

"Yes I know, his full name I want to know."

"Albert Baldomero's. He may be 45 years old! Enough already? Then let's sit down, Mama make Milk and you have to drink, Bi Dini says you always throw the milk in the sink, so this time Mama monitor you until it really spends the milk."

Sumi pressed both of Ayumi's shoulders until the woman sat comfortably on the sofa.

"The answer was I had to pay the price!" Ayumi muttered softly, she looked at her mother's back who started walking towards the clean kitchen table, where one of her milk boxes was located.

"Congratulations ria Ayumi Kirana. Next time don't be too pushy, because eventually you won't be able to resist. For Bi Dini to talk to Mama, imagine if she spoke to your husband?" He whispered back.