Sincerity of a Woman

22

"Valayevansalam ... Zha ... Come in, son," replied Mita slowly as she opened the front room door.

The figure of Zya who is so friendly and kind makes Mita seoalh bewitched with the elegance possessed by Zya.

"This is for Mom. It just so happens that Umi cooks a lot, and he said this must be tasted, because the food is typical of the land of Umi's birth," said Zya in a soft voice.

Adam was still in the middle room. Slightly heard the conversation between his mother and his guest which was like a female voice. Honestly Adam has no desire to marry, because it does not have the right soul mate. Choosing anita is not like choosing a lot of clothes on display in the store, but it takes something specific and in view with the demand whether it is appropriate, in line and has the same purpose. The point is that households need comfort and provide a sense of security, not even add to the problems that make bickering and debate every day.

"Thank you, Zya. I'll move it to the plate first. Come on in, you introduce to the child sholenya Mother," said Mita softly.

Zya and Mita had already walked hand in hand towards the central space.

"Adam ... This is Nak Zya, whom I told you about," Mita said in a soft voice.

Zya is behind Mita and steals a glance at Adam who glances at Mita and Zya alternately.

"Yes Mom. Hi Zya. I'm Adam" said Adam, briefly introducing himself.

Zya nodded slowly and smiled sweetly at Adam who did not respond in the least. Everything just feels flat and ordinary.

"Adam!! How so anyway. This is Zya. You guys must be a good fit. There is a saying that says like this, Don't Know So Don't Honey. So you have to get acquainted and talk privately, maybe for a long time ..." Mita's words stopped when Adam interrupted me gently.

"Over time this Zya became Mom's daughter-in-law? That right?" sela Adam who commented softly but still sounded firm.

Mita understands. Adam is a submissive child but does not like to be forced. It should have been waiting for Adam himself to ask, if this is the effect as in a hurry and Adam like a man who is not sold by women.

"Sorry Brother Adam. Zya go home first, Mom. Maybe next time Zya plays again here," said Zya softly. Zya became unwell and went awry. Adam's cold attitude made the atmosphere also become less friendly.

"Rem ... No matter Zya," briefly Adam answered Zya's remarks and again looked at the screen of his phone that is more interesting to see by Adam.

"Adam!! Go with Zya first. Nak Zya sat down first, had taken the time to play here at Mother's request, this even wants to go home. We'll go home, we'll have a chat first, but there's Adam" Mita said softly to Zya.

Zya nodded slowly, "Yes Ma'am." Zya was sitting on one of the right sofas opposite Adam.

Mita goes into the kitchen to move Zya's hand into her plate. Occasionally gazing towards the middle room to see the attitudes of the two different genders.

Zya lowered her head. Zya was confused as to where to start with what theme. If you start first asking and starting the conversation then you are afraid to be told that women are too ambitious. But, if you have to wait for an early introduction to the past, you have to do it secretly like this.

Zya also ventured to start a conversation with Adam. How else, since his meeting a few months ago accidentally in a traditional market, Zya also immediately put a sense of admiration for Adam. Rarely do young and handsome men want to go into a dirty and muddy market just to deliver Mita, the mother to shop for basic necessities. From then on, Zya finds out about Adam and changes his attitude and nature to be able to dance the attention of Mita and Adam.

"Sister Adam, what's busy now?" ask Zya suddenly without excuse.

"You talk to me?" ask Adam slowly. Adam was too focused on his phone.

Zya nodded in annoyance. Since then it turns out his speech was not at all in the gubris.

"Then ask what?" adam asked slowly without feeling guilty at all.

"Sister Adam is busy with what job is he doing right now?" repeat Zya slowly and stammering.

His heart was so upset by Adam. His attitude was too stiff and cold.

"Oh ... Busy work. looking for money," said Adam briefly without a lot of stale bases. Adam simply answered without asking Zya any questions. Somehow Adam felt not 'srek' and less comfortable with Zya. Though the woman in front of him is too perfect said the Mother.

"That's it" said Zya who is increasingly made his own keki. Zya was even awkward herself.

"Hu um." replied Adam briefly with a gaze still focused on his phone.

The two went back into silence without any continuation of the conversation. Adam who was so cold made the slightly chatty Zya feel unable to twitch.

A few minutes later Mita came out of the dining room. Since then observe from a distance but there is no change at all. They are both silent and no one wants to walk. Once started, Adam only answered briefly and as necessary.

"Why on quietly like this? " tanya Mita broke the silent atmosphere between the two. Adam pu who was a little surprised immediately looked at the Mother who was looking at him and gave a hard code that was not understood by Adam.

"Extm ... No Mother. Just told a story, but fell silent again. Confused what else?" zya defended Adam.

Adam just smiled wryly at Zya's words that didn't match the facts. For Adam, this model woman is a sycophant woman. Women who just want to be praised for having perfection.

"Bus ... I really want coffee" Adam said in a spoiled tone to Mita.

Mita could only smile as she let out a long sigh towards Adam.

"For a moment Zy. Look at Mother's Son who's spoiled once. Just coffee, must be made," said Mita slowly.

Actually, Mita hopes Zya is desperate and immediately says she wants to make it even if she can't. At least try.

"Don't take heart through Mom. Work with what you have, it's called struggle. Not an easy way to find the weakness of the opponent," said Adam slowly advised Zya.

Hearing the incredible advice piercing his heart also made Zya little by little eroded his admiration.

"Aghhhh!!! Nay!! Release me!!!" shouted Dini with a loud voice from inside Mita's room.