My Mother is a Transvestite

My Mother is a Transvestite
Intensive Exercise



A spotlight of the afternoon sun shone on the field near Ima school, where students gathered for drama practice. Ima, who had just been appointed as the lead in the upcoming school show, felt stubborn. That huge responsibility felt piled up on his shoulders. He sat on the edge of the stage, looking towards the stage where the action will be.


The rustling sound of tree leaves and the scent of flowers blooming around the field calmed his mind. He felt a flower growing beside him, feeling the softness of the flower petals on his fingers. It feels like nature's message that everything will be fine.


Ana, Ima's adoptive mother, sits beside her, seeing the doubt on her son's face. Gently, Ana touched her shoulder and said, "Ima, you can definitely do it. You have been training hard all this time and have a natural talent for acting. Believe in yourself."


Ima turned towards Ana with a small smile. "Thank you, Ana's mother. But I still feel very nervous. It's a big role, and everyone in school will definitely be watching."


Ana smiled warmly. "That's because you're amazing, Ima. You get this role because you are the best. Now, let's practice again. I'll be your interlocutor."


They begin the practice of dialogue, contemplating and living out the feelings of their character. The splashing sound of nearby river water creates a soothing backdrop. Ana meticulously watches the movements of Ima's body, making sure each expression and movement matches her character.


A moment later, they paused for a breath of fresh air. Ima raised her face to the bright blue sky, enjoying the gentle touch of wind on her face. "Mother Ana, how can I overcome this nervousness?"


Ana replies, "Nervous nervousness is natural, Ima. Even famous actors feel it before going on stage. What matters is how we manage those nerves into positive energy. Remember, you're this character, and you're gonna bring it to life."


Ima nodded. "You're right, Mother Ana. I'll try my best."


They continued the training with greater vigor. Ana guides Ima through the various emotions her character must express. They repeat the dialogue until Ima is comfortable with every word and movement.


As time went on, the sun began to duck behind the trees, creating a long shadow in the field. Ima feels more confident and ready to face the big challenges that await her. She knows that she is not alone; she has the full support of Ana and the love that surrounds her like a gentle sunshine.


As they walked home, their hands clasped tightly together. I feel stronger, more prepared, and more confident. In their togetherness, Ima feels nothing is impossible, even playing the lead role in the upcoming school show.


Ana's beautiful natural atmosphere and wise advice have given her the strength she needs to overcome her nervousness. With a strong determination, Ima is ready to take on even greater challenges in the days ahead, including a drama show that will be an outstanding performance.


The night of the day before the show, the atmosphere felt so tense in the house of Ima. He sat at the study table looking at the script of his play, trying to memorize his dialogue. However, there were worries that bothered him. Her beautiful costume, which had been specially designed for her lead role, suddenly disappeared.


"Sir, what's wrong?" asked Ana, who saw a worried expression on Ima's face.


Ima looked up, her eyes looking for something she had lost. "Mother Ana, my costume's gone. I'm sure I still saw him here yesterday."


They both start looking for Ima costumes all over the house. Living room, bedroom, even under the bed they browse. The costume was not found. Ana tries to give Ima some encouragement. "Don't worry, Ima. We're gonna find him. It might be in a place that was unthinkable before."


Ima nodded, but her anxiety was still evident. "I really don't want to disappoint everyone tomorrow. That costume is so important to my appearance."


As the two of them felt desperate, the door of Ima's room opened slowly. Her roommates, Maya and Rani, enter with concerned faces. "Ima, what's wrong?" ask Maya.


Ima explained the situation with a worried tone. Rani smiled broadly. "Don't worry, Ima. We'll help you find the costume."


Together, they start looking for costumes around the house. They research every nook and niche, hoping to find clues to the whereabouts of the lost costumes. The clumsy sound of footsteps on the wooden floor, the signs of anxiety that read on their faces, and their gentle seduction on Ima created a tense atmosphere in the house.


Several hours passed without satisfactory results. Ima's spirit deteriorated further, and Ana tried to convince him. "Ima, we can't give up. We'll definitely find your costume."


Ima nodded weakly. "But what if we don't find it until tomorrow morning? The show starts at ten!"


Maya, who was contemplating, suddenly regained her senses. "Maybe we need to check the locker room at school. Maybe your costume's left there."


Ima raised her head, her face beaming with hope. "Yes, maybe that's the problem! But, how do we get into school at night like this?"


Rani smiled cunningly. "Just relax, we have a spare key."


The four of them took the school key they had stored as an act of preparation for tomorrow's show. Carefully, they moved towards the school, under the moonlight that shone brightly in the sky.


Arriving at school, they opened the locker room door. And there, behind the hidden closet, lay the costume of Ima. The atmosphere of relief immediately replaced the worries that had enveloped them. Ima grabbed her costume gratefully.


"They're here!" his voice was full of happiness.


Ana, Maya, and Rani smile. They feel relieved and happy to help Ima find her costume. Eagerly, they returned home while talking about the upcoming show.


That night, Ima sleeps quietly, knowing that she has friends who are always ready to help her in trouble. This incident also reminded him of the importance of cooperation and friendship in dealing with problems, even when the most precarious situation.