Romance In Makara Orange

Mom Knows Best's

^Mom's Choice

With eyes closed, Vira took a deep breath. Her memory returned to a conversation with her sister Mas Cokro a few days ago. I never thought it would happen so soon. He pulled out a chair and slowly sat down in front of Candramaya's mother.

“What can I help you with,” said Vira with a short smile. But soon regretted his words just now because it was impressed like a salesperson who was offering products to buyers. Vira then manages her breathing well, not wanting her to look insecure in front of this confident woman.

Candramaya's mother stared intently at Vira. With the glasses still slightly down, his eyes looked at the entire posture of Vira as if to give an assessment. That makes Vira careless.

“I was on your campus, but you are not.”

Vira was silent for a moment. Didn't expect that the trivial affair of romance like this to be so complicated. “For what Mom to my campus?”

“Actually yesterday I went to your house and only met your Brother. Unfortunately, he does not want to talk about your existence at all. That's why I went to your college. I want to talk seriously about my son. And please, don't call me Mom!”

This time Vira could no longer hide her anxiety. His face looked so worried, although there was a slight sense of relief that slipped in the heart that it was not Mamah who faced this woman but Natha.

“My driver once drove my son Adjie to your house. My son Bagas who told me you went to college and interned where. I also ask my besan candidates to contact you,” said Ms. Candramaya calmly.

“What do you want mom, sorry Aunt. What does Aunt want to tell me? So that I don't get in touch with Auntie's son, Mas Cokro? Aunty need not worry, from the beginning until now, I did not have anything to do with Mas Cokro,” said Vira explained in a slightly vibrating voice.

“You can promise that to me?”

“Means Aunt?”

“I know exactly who my son is. You could say it like that, but my son will keep contacting you until you can no longer resist him. Can you promise that you will continue to reject him? Can you promise that to me?”

Vira was silent and he understood how Mas Cokro was. Whether or not it can really promise that also makes him worried. Vira turned her gaze towards the glass with a flushed twilight scene. The color is almost similar to the net which is now glazed.

“What do you want to drink?” ask Ms. Candramaya break the silence of the atmosphere. But Vira remained silent, there was no answer.

“I order ya!” bargain Candramaya's mother who doesn't seem to need Vira's answer.

Before long a waitress in uniform and tightly tied hair came over. Candramaya's mother ordered some menus that used foreign languages that Vira understood. The service was quite fast, probably because there were not many guests. Present one pot of concoct tea, cold drinks with sweet flavors with a little fresh acid with lime slices and two chocolate slice cakes in separate places.

“I want us to talk about this carefully. I have a grandchild and you are young. I don't want us both to be enemies. But this is my family, and I just want the best for them.”

“I drink yes Auntie,” said Vira then sip a cold drink presented in front of her. His previously blocked throat cavity has now become more relieved and his worries are slightly reduced.

“Where did you meet Adjie?” ask women with facial wrinkles that indicate their age maturity.

“In Nepal, when we climbed to Annapurna,” replied Vira slowly.

“Newly a few months ago, muttered Ms. Candramaya. Are you close to Adjie?”

“No. Until now it is not close.”

“My child who keeps approaching you? Right so?”

Vira nodded.

“Adjie is similar to his Father. Not much to say but if there is a desire it will continue to be pursued until it can. It used to be so, I so remember the past,” suddenly Mother Candramaya smiled and her eyes looked bright. The smile that made Vira started to feel a little comfortable. His fear of facing off against this middle-aged Woman slowly faded away.

“The father of Adjie was chasing me like Adjie was chasing you. Dare he face my Father the Colonel. I hated and was scared at that time. Because of her, I broke up with my boyfriend. But hate and love are so thin. I don't know what then makes me able to continue with him, I also don't understand.”

Vira smiled at this woman's love story. A story that seems to repeat itself but is not similar.

“You must be thinking why I interfered with my son's romance, when they were adults. My story is like you and Adjie. Aye right?”

“Sorry. I did say that to Bagas.”

“My first son Adjeng married the man I betrothed. She was previously dating her college friends. It's just that the man wasn't brave enough to face us his parents. He is too inferior and it is bad for Adjeng. I don't want my son to change for a man who can't respect himself. My son's mentality was toyed with and Adjeng's relationship with us deteriorated. My son is happy with our best friend's son. Our chosen men of the same status. Adjeng's husband can appreciate Adjeng and us his family. They advanced together and gave us an adorable pair of grandchildren.”

“But not with Adjie. His rebellious soul is so big. Always against us. Only Adjie deliberately went to college in Surabaya to avoid us. Follow a group of nature lovers, smoking, and even drinking liquor. We cannot ban it at all. Until he said he would marry Rahayu his college friend. That woman is not what I imagined she could be Adjie's wife. Ayu child broken home, strong smoker and likes to drink alcohol. Even when married Ayu seemed to start getting sickly. Although from the beginning I did not approve of the marriage, but I helped Adjie take care of Ayu, financing all Ayu's treatment. It's just that their soul mate is just a moment.”

“You know Vira? Sometimes I am grateful that Adjie met Ayu that way. Since then Adjie has changed. He no longer fought me and his father so head-on. Adjie wants to listen to me again until he meets you.”

Vira fell silent, her eyes twitching.

“Yesterday for the first time since Ayu died, Adjie asked us to break off his engagement to the Sasongko family's daughter. Even Adjie would be willing to leave our family if it forced him to. I don't want Adjie to go back to what he used to be, to be a rebel. I also don't want to ruin the family relationship we've built. I threatened Adjie that if he broke off his engagement then I would kill myself in front of him. I hope you understand. I want my son to be my son again. I want our family to be happy. I want our family to grow up to be big and not divided. I don't want to blame you for that. But I hope you understand what I mean.”

Suddenly Vira's chest was so tight. He understood the true feelings of this middle-aged woman before him. Again Vira took a sip of the cold mojito, hoping his fresh taste made her chest a little relieved.

“I understand Auntie's intent. Don't worry!” vira said then sipped a little more of his drink.

“You are young. Still college and your future stretches long. I see economically you in a well-off family. For women today, career becomes the main and I think you also do not want to quickly family.”

Vira nodded

“Adjie it's been 30 years. They are old enough to build a family. A wife supports him. There is a child who becomes the purpose of his life.”

“I understand.”

“So Vira wants to promise yes, how strong Adjie is chasing you, Vira must remember with your promise. Never accept it.”

Vira nodded.

Although there is a feeling of dislike with this meeting, but Vira is so relieved that it turns out this is not as scary as she imagined. Vira had thought it would come out maki caci who cornered him was not. At least what was conveyed by a woman named Candramaya that eliminates the label that Vira attached to herself is as a destroyer of people's relationships.

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While waiting, Candramaya's mother ordered the best menu for dinner together with Vira and ate it while telling the story of her youth.

“Elu really not in anything with my mother?” tanya Bagas tried to make sure when they got out of the parking lot.

“Ish, what the hell lo. Your mother knows very well. You koq can-cannya memegambarin mother lo who make me spooky myself. Cracky!”

“My mom is a coach, really bossy. You must have been told to go as far as Mas Adjie. Aye right?”

“That's for sure, yakali mother you tell me to quickly marry your brother even though his fiancee is with someone else. It's impossible to.”

“Hahahaha, the sound of Bagas laughter sounded so strong filled the car. But really you are willing to take off my brother so?” ask Bagas.

“What do you want? I eloped with Mas Cokro and Mom Lo committed suicide, my college is a mess, sworn as well as everyone? You mean it?” ask Vira back.

“Yes that's not it either. But koq ya lo can be that same as my mother. No fight at all? Not very exciting. I'm sure my mom has long been a compromise. In the past Mas Adjie moreover, always make Mother cry.”

“You want me to make you cry mother lo? Lo crazy! Eeh, do not turn, just go straight through Prapanca trus to Antasari later via toll,” prevent Vira so that Bagas does not take the direction of Gatsu.

“Apaan sih lo, very jammed tau in Antasari.”

“Eh Gas, where do you want to go? Sunday market, crazy until eleven o'clock mallem stalled badly. Want to pass the Jagorawi toll especially. It's true that I said through Antasari trus in toll out Kukusan.”

“Koq you set me up anyway Vir? I love where I go. Already taken with everything?” bagas protest.

“Koq you answer that's Gas. It was me who asked to be delivered. I can also go home by myself. Faster still. Take ojol to Cawang trus by train to Depok. Doang spread!”

“Koq you're getting noisy anyway? Yes, yes I deliver through Antasari, but not guarantee it will be fast until. Now it's nine o'clock past, do not know until Depok what time?” threaten Bagas

“Just before 12 o'clock should be until not free, I'm locked with Auntie keeper kos.”

“Can I tell you, you're the one who drives. Want to know me as fast as you can until Depok,” challenge Bagas.

“Apaan sih lo, it is very,” said Vira slowly.

“Can not?” challenge Bagas once again in a loud voice.

“Asaan anyway, really nice,” muttered Vira.

“Can't do it? Or maybe you can't even drive?”

“Emang I can not drive, it does not matter much anyway nanyanya,” replied Vira slowly.

“Eh what? You said what just now? Can't really drive?” tanya Bagas who was then followed by a voice of laughter that mocked Vira. It seemed that Bagas was quite satisfied to laugh at Vira who was currently pouting and decided to keep quiet.

“Gas, I'll go down in front of the toll gate huh? Don't take my cost. It's not good to go home at this hour dianterin guy. Afraid to talk me.”

“Aaan anyway? I promised you I'd be safe until your destination. Ntar if anything, that there is no more fuss with Mother.”

“Gas, really me. Get off the toll gate, let me continue the same ojol aja,” pinta Vira.

“Why the hell? Are you afraid of your boyfriend? Really jealous of him? Realize not really a guy if your face is ordinary?” ejek Bagas's.

“Do not talk about I also know. He's a really nice guy, only I don't enjoy.”

“Halah, anyway I anter to the boarding place. Point!”

“Gas, promise but yes...”.

“Aaan anyway? What promise?” tanya Bagas was astonished by Vira's vague request.

“Lo will know if I host because I avoid Mas Cokro. Don't tell him my boarding address yes no matter what.”

“Little boy deh Vir, why use avoidance that way. Just why the hell?” Life lo ribet terat.”

“Kalo talking is easy Gas, but you know yourself Mas Cokro how. I also promised Mom. Really yes, promise you same me!”

“Iya..iya, I promise but not free?” fresh Bagas.

“Means lo Gas?”

“Sometimes if I need your help, watch out if you say you can't!”

“Ih koq is Gas, use pamrih?”

“Loh where there is a free on the face of this earth.”

“Yaudah ah, yes.iya, I promise as well, but yes, do not tell Mas Cokro.”

“Iya, I know, basic chatty.”

“What the hell is Gas, who else is chatty? I don't think by myself.”

“Nyebelin to Vir.”

“Yes, same as you.”