Sincerity Jelita's Heart

Chapters 2. Like Dejavu

After that morning I was ashamed of my mother. Mom, if she sees me, also smiles by herself while she is indignant.

"Either find a girlfriend, later do not ngabisin soap continues." Again my mother insinuated me if there was a chance. Mother-female mouth base is not endless if there is already material. The kids themselves are also fine.

"Yes, yes Mom, doain let me quickly meet my soul mate," I said while playing my smartphone phone which I just one month bought from the results set aside some of my salary to be a security guard. While some of my other salary I always give to my mother for daily needs, pay for electricity, water and others. Enough is not enough, although sometimes eat potluck. Electricity and water to pay.

My mother originally sold cooked foods such as stir-fry vegetables, side dishes and others. The cuisine is delicious and fits well on the tongue, so it is only natural that many buyers. But the last half-year my mother's health has been a little bit down, often sickly and after being examined she has diabetes.

Since then I told my mother to stop selling, baby actually because the results of selling fairly can sustain our lives. But I can't bear to see him continue to hurt because the fatigue dropped a little. Not even profit but the money that has been collected so as to pay for the hospital.

"Mother cook vegetable lodeh same sambal terasi your favorite, mother want to go briefly to the front house," said mother to me.

I'm going to Aunt Jelita's house, I want what she wants. "What are you going to do there, ma'am?" ask me kepo.

"Mom was told to look after the baby, she said today she had permission." Neighbors around are often using the services of mothers, whether to cook if there is an event and also others. It doesn't matter to me because it's not every day so mom's body can rest afterwards.

"Who can take care of the baby?"

"Can dong, take care of baby is easy. If weeping stay in the love of milk. If it is a bit big just bother because running around here and there. I've left first, before Lita's mom wants to go to the store." Mom hurried when she saw Aunt Jelita's car had come out of the garage.

I could only look at it from afar, just look at our differences. He was everywhere using the car, not overheating and raining. Wong white skin should never be exposed to the sun. Very different from me who only have an old duck bike.

Mother had crossed the street and reached the courtyard of Aunt Jelita's house, I saw her from the living room whose door was open. Aunt Jelita came out of her house holding her baby. She was neat and beautiful, using a body-fitting canal that was over the knee. Combined with blazer on top. She likes to wear tight clothes and body presses.

I was still watching them from my house, the baby that was in Aunt Jelita's sling had now moved to my mother. They had a little chat and Aunt Jelita got into her car and left. It's over, I can't see it again today because it's my turn to watch until nightfall. Tomorrow again I can see it, oh my beautiful Aunt Jelita.

I lay my body on the couch, using my two hands as pads. The hour hand on the wall still showed ten o'clock in the morning, there was still three hours for me before leaving. I better sleep now, so that my physical back fit to stay awake later.

Apparently it did not take long I was asleep maybe because it drained a lot of energy this morning. Now I have entered my dream world.

'Where is this, it's like a room. But whose room is this?' I remember sleeping on the living room couch, but why was I suddenly in a strange room. My body is still the same just wearing shorts without a top.

I looked around, there was a lot of women's gear on the dresser. Then the feminine room decor, this is definitely a girl's room but this is who's room and why I can be here. If anyone sees it, I could be accused of stealing. Can be destroyed in one of my villages.

'I better get out of here before anyone comes, ' I murmured.

Chequek. I nailed when I heard the door I guessed was the bathroom door was open. My hand that was holding the doorknob stopped. My legs are shaking, I've been caught, my history is over.

"Mas Haris...."

That voice why it's so soft, like stroking my ears. Looks like it's a woman, how is this if I just run away. Yes it seems like running away is the right choice. I was ready to open the door too.

"Mas Haris... Where are you going?"

This time I made goosebumps disco hear that sound. Just now the sound can make my fine feathers stand up. He called my name, and it seemed to me that his voice was familiar.

"Yes..."

I couldn't stand it anymore, my body turned itself around when I heard that voice again. But a second later my eyes widened when I saw who was in front of my eyes.

"Auntie Jelita?" My angel, my love, who has always been my imaginary object is now in front of my eyes. And what makes my heart suddenly pounding is the body of Aunt Jelita who only uses a towel and the size looks so minimal.

"Mas Haris...." He called my name again spoiled. Is this a dream, I tried to blink my eyes many times and Aunt Jelita was still in front of me.

"W-is this Aunt's room?" I asked nervously, my junks have been up and down since I saw the beautiful scenery.

"No, but this is our room, mas" he said with a sweet smile.

"Our rooms?" I just can't believe it. "How can you?" Of course I was surprised. Our room means me and Aunt Jelita are married?? I'm widening my eyes.

"Have you forgotten that we're husband and wife?" Aunt Jelita walked towards me. How is this, I'm afraid I can't help myself anymore.

"I'm your wife, mas. I'm yours now," said Aunt Jelita in a teary voice, sounding very beautiful in my ear. What did he say, wife? so I can do anything to him, right?

"Yes, do it. I've missed you so much..." Tente Jelita stroked my face with her clenched fingers. It's like a dream, I can feel Aunt Jelita's handcuffs. I won't waste that chance, I'll do whatever I want.

My hands were trying to grab the figure that was in front of me. I'm afraid this is just a dream. I felt her skin so soft and smooth. I continued down my cheeks and down my neck and my fingers came up on top of something I had always dreamed of.