The Brondong

TB 18S

POV barrel

Under the Mango Tree

Dilan hugged me back, buried my head in her chest. It was like he was trying to protect me from being recognized by the person who called him. I gripped Dilan's jacket, looking down with a cautious heart. I know that voice, the voice of my ex-husband... Mas Andi's.

"Dilan... What are you doing here?" I could hear the sound of his footsteps approaching.

Dilan immediately turned to show his surprised face, whether it was acting or not. "Eh, sir. sorry... i-" he said clumsily.

Mas Andi observed and chuckled. It seems like he is starting to realize what is going on. "Find somewhere else if you want to make out, pity your girlfriend will be bitten by a mosquito," he said.

The young man smiled instead. "Maybe it wasn't the mosquito that bit him. but me," I pinched Dilan's stomach growling at his words. He also grimaced with pain. Still time to joke!

Mas Andi laughed at Dilan's words. “Based on young man,” not long before he thrust a small piece of paper like a business card. “I know the right place for you and your girlfriend.”

Dilan was silent for a moment before grabbing the card, I peeked out from behind Dilan's embrace. A hotel name was listed there, my hands suddenly cold, the pain running down my ribs made me uncomfortable.

I know that hotel, the hotel I went to 5 years ago, where the reason why my marriage ran aground. My eyes warmed, even though the event was a long time ago but, I still often imagined the curse. Why does he keep the hotel card? What does all this mean?

“I know the manager, I can tell him if you want to go there,” Mas Andi said.

Dilan had not said anything, glanced at me who was silent and then turned back to Mas Andi.

“Means?” ask Dilan plain.

“I still go there often, there is convenient. You will be more free with your girlfriend compared here,” obviously makes me tremble with anger.

So... all this time he's still been there a lot? to where he plays crazy, do they not-don't they still relate? His words that convince me if it's changed mean a lie? How can you do this, my dear?

My heart rumbled, my body trembled with difficulty I managed my choked breath. Dilan rubbed my shoulders, as if to calm me down.

“Thank you, maybe later I will consider,” Dilan nodded and put the card in his pants pocket.

After that Mas Andi also said goodbye, I've been expecting the man to leave since. When the figure disappeared I immediately distanced myself from Dilan. The young man was holding my body in a daze, it seemed like I was quite surprised by what I just knew.

“You still think about it?”

I looked at Dilan for a moment and then shook my head. “No!” steady answers. I broke Dilan's hand that was holding me. “I just need time alone,” I added.

I walked towards my house without even looking away. Dilan exclaimed as my feet climbed onto the terrace.

“See me, Barrel!”

Suddenly I was silent. “I'll be at your house later, won't your Uncle be home?” again I said without seeing it.

“Let me accompany you-“

I could hear his footsteps coming closer, I cut immediately. “Please... I really want to be alone,” I said slowly.

Whether it was heard or not but I did not hear the sound of that step. I chose to go inside the house immediately and it just so happened that Rian was standing right there.

“Mama just got home?” tanyakanya.

I didn't answer, pulled the door and closed it. A second later I hugged Rian, Erat. I drowned my face in my son's chest, crying bitterly.

Rian jerked. “Ma! Mama why?”

Silent, only a stifled suction sounded, enough Rian asked. The young man then embraced my body, hugging back at me. My tears are getting broken, what happens if Rian finds out that his father has not changed at all?

Some time my heart became calmer, Rian's embrace was able to make me feel disappointed. I took off a hug staring at my son with puffy eyes.

“Mama is fine,” I cupped to her two cheeks. “Mama dear to you,” I kissed my son's face and hugged him back.

Today is the last day I cry you Mas, there will be no tomorrow for us.

“I also love Mama,” Rian hugged me back without saying another word. We understand each other, I'm lucky to have him.

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Laras Residence

Two weeks went by, I was living my days as usual. After the incident that night the next day I went to Mr. Kentaro's house. Helping Dilan take care of her Uncle, just that.

I try not to be alone in 1 room with the young man. Dilan repeatedly sent me messages and even called but I did not reply and picked him up. I want to solve my problem first, my problem with Mas Andi.

Today I had just finished cooking and wanted to drive her to Mr. Kentaro's house, Rian also seemed to be getting ready to go out somewhere. What is clear is that my son is very neat and handsome, even I can smell his perfume from a distance of 2 meters.

“Not usually use fragrant oil.” seruku while singing imitate the singer of the song.

Rian chuckled, he walked over and kissed my cheek. “Hm... Mama can faint if kiss your fragrance,” my god.

“I have an appointment with Fany, we've made it!” selorohnya full of enthusiasm.

I round my eyes. “So Mama already has one?” I closed my mouth as if in shock.

Oddity sounded sweet from my son's lips. “But I still belong to Mama, kok!”

I smiled, saw my son happy, especially when I found the moorings I was really happy. But he kept putting me first, it felt really moved.

“Inget yes, keep Fany. Mama doesn't want you to hurt women, and-“

“No SBM, I want ma. Mama take it easy!” sela Rian flicked me.

How are you guys spending the night with Dilan? But, don't all parents not want their children to follow in the bad footsteps of their parents? As much as possible there is only good, let the Lord rebuke me this many sins, not my son.

I hugged Rian tightly before he left. Rian looked confused by my attitude yet, he asked me anything at all. As usual, he'll wait until I tell him everything, I don't know when I'll tell him.

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I'm getting ready to go to Mr. Kentaro's house with a paper bag in my hand. Enough cooking for the three of us, I can imagine the sour face of Dilan that I had ignored all this time.

I actually miss what he has. His smile, his chatter, his argument and. My face was suddenly heated. I shook my head at thoughts I shouldn't have.

Why is that remembered?

I turned the door lever and was startled by the figure standing there.

Finally came my inner.

Tbc.

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