Reunion After

Expelled

Pov: Vest

I decided to keep quiet and focus on driving. My heart hurts when you're like this. But this is too much. Why not let me choose this path of life?

When I got home, I got out of the car. Leaving Mamah alone down from the four-wheeled vehicle. Where is my pride? I'm a man. I was forged in my education to be concerned for life.

However, why is it the mama who always pamper me? I chose to lock myself in the room. Calm the mind that had exploded because of my own parents. I clearly remember Mina's situation. That bad?

On one hand I feel sorry for that woman. What kind of trouble makes him sick like that? On the other hand, remembering Mina's name made me angry. I'm angry because mamah has gone too far.

Me : What else? Entertain me dong.

I need someone who will listen to my frustration. I'll call the woman I love. There's a video call coming in. I picked him up and chatted with him.

"Why, Mas?" widya asked while holding her chin.

"Again what?"

Widya smiled, "For the future husband who she said again sprained, do not know who the same."

We don't talk much. Look at each other more to understand each other's hearts. Widya asked me to go to sleep and forget about the upsetting incident.

"Sleep, Mum. I'm friends from here." Widya knows how to calm me down. He won't ask me before I tell him my own problems.

I chose not to say it out of embarrassment. I said, I chose to sleep to calm my mind.

The day changed but I still refused to talk to my mother. This is my anger if my attitude has gone too far. It was sunday. I choose only at home. Suddenly aunt Rus and om Sus came.

I met them and said hello. I asked Mina. Om Sus and his wife apologize to me and mom. They want to cancel the match plan.

Thank God if they are conscious. Mom can only hear it. After the departure of Sus and Aunt Rus, I chose to go back to the room.

"Tom, sit. Mama wants to talk," asked Mamah subtly.

I sorted her wishes. I don't know what he's gonna say. I hope your mom apologizes to me. Promise to stop meddling in my business.

"Your apologies," lontar Mamah sounded resolute. "Sorry to match you to a woman who is not sane."

Finally, I realized too. I nodded, "Pardon vest, Mah. Please don't repeat it."

"Yes, Mamah will find you a woman who deserves to be with you."

I'm clucking. Whatisthis? Didn't Mom just apologize? Wonder me.

"Stop, Mah! The vest does not! This vest has its own choice. Love vests with Widya, Mah. Please give us your blessing."

I'm tired of following all my wishes. My parents are getting spiteful, "You don't want to have Widya's ghost."

"Why?"

"He is inappropriate and will not be able to accompany you in your career."

I explained again the sentence that had just come out of my mouth. "Unbecoming and not? You mean Mamah, that Widya doesn't have the power to take me up the ranks?"

"That's what Mom meant! Mom just doesn't want you to have any trouble. This woman just wants to see her children happy!"

I looked at Mamah's eyes sharply. "This vest is big. Know how to get a higher rank. Don't like to interfere, Mah."

"Disconnect with the widow. Mamah would not accept him as a daughter-in-law! You choose him or Mamah?"

I want to slam something. My anger is growing. I don't want to choose between Mamah and Widya. I love them so much. My love is just as great for those two people.

"If you love Mom, leave her. But, if you choose it, please leave this house."

The deg! Did mom just throw me out? Mom wanted to go and end our conversation.

I leaned my feet towards my room. Leave the mama who is still there. I packed my things into my big suitcase. Get out of the room immediately after everything is done.

I'm looking for Mamah's whereabouts, but nil. Yes, that's what you want. I went from my house to the housing I had bought for a long time, but I rarely lived.

I called Widya and sent her my home address. Ask him to bring someone to help me clean the house. It turned out that Gandi came with a middle-aged woman.

"You're not coming?" I asked as the boy shook my hand.

"Later mamah here. There's a patient who wants to be born, Om." Sandy put food on the table.

I slightly smile at my smile. I took him out shopping to buy toiletries and home necessities. Like a son and a father, we chose those things.

I'm glad Gandi is getting closer to me. If yesterday his expression was still flat, now the boy can already present me with his sweet smile. My house is fresher after cleaning. Gandhi still helps me with the clothes in the closet.

"Om why did you move here?" tanyakanya.

"It's okay. Om buy this house first, but rarely occupied because it has to keep the mamahnya Om."

Gandi is just mangosteen. When they finished they went home. I chose to lie down for a while in bed. No one knocked on my door.

Widya came with food again on her left right. He immediately arranged it in the refrigerator. I let him do that. Choosing a fall on the chair and playing my woman's phone.

This is one thing that pisses me off. Widya still keeps in touch with Han. Even though the reply was only yes and no, I still did not like it.

Incoming call from Han. I choose to ignore it. "Wid, call from yang bebmu!"

She smiled at me seeing me fire a beard from the flames of jealousy. Widya sat down and chose to reject the call. I put my head on his lap. Those soft hands began to go down my pinched hair.

"I was expelled equally mama," I said quickly.

"Patience, what are you doing wrong?" The woman is now massaging my head. Ah, delicious.

"I refuse to be betrothed and prefer you."

He did not comment anything. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the massage. "Sorry to make you like this" she wrote until I barely heard it.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. I don't need her apology. All I need is for him to stand by me and support my decision.

"I don't need your forgiveness. You're not the one who's wrong about this. I need your passion and support, Widya."

He threw a smile at me. Then nod. "Want to eat? I'm ready, huh?"

I'm shaking. Not my hungry stomach, but the air inside me that had been roaring for food. The gentle touch of this woman's hand was able to give me a sting in my bloodstream.

"I want to eat you, okay?" manyu tease. Widya laughed in a giggle. I got up from his lap and pushed his body to the back of the chair. He's starting to get scared.

"Mas, what are you doing?" widya began to panic.

"Hungry is not my stomach, Yang. The hot air inside my body wants something from you."

Widya tried to push my body, but failed. I clutched my woman's hand. I started to stick my lips towards him. He closed his eyes. The more I cut the distance between the two of us.

Cup. I held my kiss to her forehead. I'm still trying to control myself. Then I let go of my grip. Sit next to him.

I heard her breathing. Then she hugged my body. "More patience, remember age. Mama can't accept me yet, can she? Equally, you haven't been able to accept you, Mas."

"Yes, Honey. Block Han's number. I don't like you still communicating with him."

Widya took her phone and gave it to me. I blocked the man's number so as not to disturb my future wife.

"Can you kiss me?" my door.

Widya pinched my stomach hard. This is my choice, I will fight for it, and take care of what I should take care of.