My Only One's

Strange Conversation

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"You leaving now?" Mayang who had awoken so early, knowing his son had prepared when it was still dark.

"Wait for Clarra to wake up." He glanced at the woman curled up on the sofa. Covering her cloth and coat that she left last night.

"Pity him from last night sleeping there, surely his body will hurt. Why not find a hotel?" Mayang did the same.

"It's like that, it's like him."

But the mother laughed.

"Something funny, Mom? How laugh is that so?"

Mayang shook his head. He rubbed his son's head gently. Stare at him affectionately as usual.

"What mom?" Galang looked back at the face of his mother who already had wrinkles in some parts, a sign of his age that has arrived in old age. But it does not remove the lines of beauty from his youth.

"No why." Mayang answered.

"Why, but a smile? I think I won the lottery."

"Are you okay now?" The mother asked.

"I'm good."

"What is it like to work and live alone in Jakarta?"

"Obsolutely normal. It's been two years, right?"

"Times?"

"Hu'um." Galang nodded slowly.

"So you're used to it?" Mayang asked again, glancing at Clarra who was still asleep.

"Well, what else? Good job, big pay."

"Good." My mother smiled again.

"Mom don't think weird?" Galang caught the unusual from the look on his mother's face.

"Don't think of anything." He warned.

"What about?"

"What is it about."

Then Mayang laughed.

"Can, I'm starting!"

"What Lang?"

"It's up to you."

"You brought a kid from Jakarta here and didn't think of anything?"

"I mean mother?"

"Don't you think how his parents are doing while your son is taking you away?"

"Clarra?"

"Who else? Is there anyone else you brought along besides Clarra?"

"People I'm not the one who invited, he himself who suddenly wanted to come." Galang.

"Times?"

"Srius. Just as I was about to leave, he suddenly came along."

"And you're willing if he comes?"

"Well, he's the one that can't be rejected."

"Can't be rejected?" Mayang smiled again.

"Umm .. means .. maybe because he's a senior I'd be a little difficult if you want to refuse. He's like he told me what it was."

The words made Mayang laugh.

"This is who wants to come alone, not me who ngajak. Shame on Mom if you have to jump?"

"Why embarrassed?"

"Yes, it's shame. He's Mr. Dimitri's secretary, not to mention a cousin. Senior is in the office, long time no dare."

"Why does he want to come?"

"Well, how do I know? Continuous work times. The days are busy, like there's no more time than work."

"Mom thinks you're the one who jumped."

"I said no too."

"So what's his position?"

"Udah I said she was a secretary."

"Not that, I mean her position is the same as yours."

"Is the position the same as mine?"

"Yes. What is he you?"

"Senior is me."

"Geez!"

"What do you want, complicated?"

"Mom's maxid, she's not your boyfriend?" Mayang whispered.

"What?" He almost shouted.

"No need to scream, it's still dawn!" The woman patted her son's thigh.

"Mother is talking!"

"Emangnga right?"

"Mom think ...."

"No!"

Mayang laughed again.

"Don't think macems are." Arise from his chair.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's eat."

"It's still dawn, right?"

"Hungry stomach." The man immediately left to avoid the strange conversation between him and his mother.

Meanwhile Clarra was silent. It had been a while ago that she woke up, but decided to listen to the conversation between the mother and the child.

It felt strange, and he listened to it instead. But if he woke up soon it felt even more strange, so he decided to just shut up. I never thought I would listen to it with my own ears.

I think I was wrong to come here? So something's wrong, right? his inner.

I just want to avoid something but this is what it is?

"Clarra?" Mayang approaching.

Clarra quickly closed her eyes to let the woman think she was still sleeping to make her feel less ashamed.

"Clarra, you want to wake up now? Do you have to leave early in the morning?" Mayang touched his shoulder.

Clarra squirmed, pretending to yawn and acting like the person who had just woken up from her sleep.

"Yes Mom?" He poked his eyes.

"It's four o'clock at dawn."

"Oh, ...." The woman immediately got up.

"Guard comes out for a while, so you can get ready while you wait for him."

"Yes, Mom." Clarra immediately cleaned up.

He came out after a few minutes along with Galang who arrived. The man brought several parcels, including a tote bag and food for their breakfast.

"Are you ready?" The man asked.

"Eee .. yes."

"Do you have to change clothes first?" Galang handed him a tote bag.

"Change clothes?"

"Yes. Do you want to drive from here to Jakarta in office clothes? Cold knows!"

"Mh ...."

"Change there, later if you are sick, I also bother. Who will arrange the work of Nikolai Group staff?" The man said.

Like a subordinate to his superiors, Clarra simply accepted the object and immediately did as Galang ordered.

The man brought him a shirt, trousers and a jacket thick enough for him. It seemed like he was willing to bother going to the supermarket that was open 24 hours for her sake. Galang even bought him paka*an dal*m whose size really fits on his body.

"The strange man." Clarra muttered while wearing those clothes.

He ordered the food and drink he had ordered. Three servings of yellow rice that is still hot complete with side dishes. Also a glass of sweet tea for his mother, and two cups of coffee for both of them.

"I don't know what breakfast you have, in front of the new kang yolk rice." The man laughed.

Clarra was stunned again staring at the food on the table.

"I think I can eat that."

"Goodoo. Feel more sahur huh? But if you don't eat, you catch a cold."

Then the three of them ate in silence with their respective thoughts.

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"Go first, ma'am?" Galang kissed his mother's hand with reverence.

"Yes, careful. Don't speed, you bring people's children."

"No, not."

"Not a little." Mayang patted the son's arm.

"Well, you know?" Galang laughing.

"If it's too fast, just hit her head, huh Cla?" Mayang turned to Clarra who also experienced it.

"Yes, don't worry."

"How will you go home with your mom?"

"There's Om Angga. He said that last night."

"Oh, yeah." Galang handed over some money he took from the atm machine around the hospital.

"Make care costs pay."

"Not Lang, I have one too." Mayang.

"I know you have, save it if you don't use it for hospital costs."

"But maybe you need it?"

"I still have enough."

"Really?"

"Yes, don't worry."

Mayang.

"Father later do not have to go up again to the tile. Get the cake, or something. Danger. Mommy's bother too?"

Arif just gave his thumb a sure sign.

Then these two people immediately left the city of flowers to return to Jakarta.