The Can I Love Him

CHAPTER 32

"Haihi.... ".

After calling Dirga mas I stood in front of the glass facing directly towards the highway which is quite quiet. The clock shows at 11:30 pm in Japan.

The night sky in Japan is different from the night sky in Indonesia. The stars are brighter and brighter.

Did Dirga go to sleep, huh?

For a moment I thought about him. Amidst the desolate atmosphere in the City, I was getting swallowed up by my mind. As if being sucked into the sweet memories of him.

It feels more and more lonely. Not knowing anything and not knowing anyone. It's true to just feel alone.

That night I realized something about me had disappeared. So lonely living in this house without his presence. He who always stroked me gently on my forehead when I did a good thing and he who hugged me so tightly and warmly when I began to hate the world.

There are only 2 years left to graduate from college.

already have...

Just go to sleep, tomorrow there are many more who want to be done.

Trying to fool yourself and break all empty daydreams. Try to stay strong and focused. Focus on sleeping because tomorrow will be a tiring day, hehehehe....

Adel laid himself on the bed and pulled the blanket over his neck. Slowly began to fall into the world of dreams.

"How are you doing now, baby?".

From a distance came a familiar, gentle voice. The voice slowly became clearer. The figure made me go silent stiff and did not wink in the middle of the room that was quite familiar with me.

"Darling, how are you, right?? ".

Oh!!!!

"Mama!!! How could Mama be here? ". I said in a tone full of astonishment.

My mother then pulled me up and looked inside me. He kissed my forehead so gently and then hugged me so tightly. I could feel the warmth of her body as well as the soft, baby-like scent of her body. Only Mom has this calm scent.

Still hugging me. Mama stroked the back of my head while saying.

"Now...He must have held your hand so tightly, right! ".

Statement or question. Confusion began to plague me. What did Mama mean??. Who can translate that sentence for me. Yes, my mother spoke Indonesian, but still I did not understand what Mama said.

Mama let go of her embrace and held both of my cheeks. His face can be seen so clearly. Tang's face I've always missed, the warmth I've always missed. Those two black eyes were staring at me. Look at his eyes as if to say.

"*you're grown up, son".

"You've been good all along, kan*".

Happy and worried at once. It was so clear in both eyes. His gentle touch increasingly brought me swallowed into the current of the atmosphere. My eyes suddenly blurred, I thought I would soon wake up from my sleep and leave this moment just like that. However, unknowingly small transparent circles of color flowed out from the temples of my eyes. Flowing wet both my cheeks. I wept. It's true I'm crying.

It's Mama...

Seeing me cry, Mama hugged me back tightly. So did I who returned his embrace much tighter.

"Ush.. ush.. ush... ". The little whispers that sounded familiar in my ears reminded me of when I was a child. The figure of the mother who gently and patiently calms me who cries when small injured or when my wishes are not obeyed.

My embrace is getting tighter. I don't want to let go for even a second. I roared and cried. How happy I am now.

*Is this a dream??? But why does it feel so real???

Even if it's a dream let me stay asleep in my sleep, enjoying every moment when I'm with Mama*.

Some time passed. I wiped my tears helped by Mama. Every touch means so much to me. The tightness when holding back longs paid off a little.

"She must have taken care of you, so believe her friend don't think strangely... ". Mama said while wiping the rest of my tears.

For a moment I was silent. With a rather hoarse voice I said.

"Who is he, Ma? ".

"He's that... ".

Suddenly arrived a white light surrounded me, as if devouring and sucking me forced into the white light yes.Slowly Mama as if getting away, her voice only sounded faint and then disappeared. There was one Mama said at the end of her sentence, but I couldn't hear that one word at all.

THE SRAK!!!!

"MA...!!! ".

My breath panting like I just finished running a marathon, my sweat pouring profusely to make my clothes moist. I immediately adjusted the crisp light that entered my eyes. Then I immediately took the phone that was located upside down beside my pillow.

The clock pointed at me at eight in the morning. My mind is still in turmoil, still mixed between dreams and reality. I momentarily fell silent stiff, staring at the sizable window of the room that was covered in ash-coloured curtains. The light of the sun trying to peek into my room, enough to give a calm impression.

Still in bed, I hugged myself. Back feeling the warmth of Mama who felt very real, my tears dripped back wet my cheeks. I wiped my tears and smiled.

"Ma.. I think I know who 'She' is'".

Then I got out of bed and immediately headed for my bathroom, which of course I immediately performed the usual rituals, bathing, brushing my teeth, and the others. After that I took the clothes that were still neatly arranged in the suitcase. Prepare to be ready to shop to the market for food supplies for one week.

Last night after finishing the phone Mas dirga immediately sent me money that made my eyes glare. Rp10jt, just for shopping today. Didn't most try?

I refused it was meaningless, so I just accepted it. Later if I can't finish it I can save to be a mistress, Hehehe...

*To the gini house first, the first is a matter of eating, the first is a matter of,

Even if it is said to be filled I do not know what to finish, at most just arrange the clothes into the closet, nyiapin toiletries and cookware in the kitchen doang*...

"Okay kalok rich that, make a shopping list first deh... ".

I opened the phone screen and then opened the Note.Kuketik only all the needs that I need to buy, ranging from toiletries, kitchen utensils as well as a list of healthy foods needed to be sent also Mas Dirga.

Mas dirga was very worried because last night I said I only ate instant noodles I brought from Indonesia. Hihi.. funny also see dirga ngomel dikit semalem...

The tring!

Dirga!!

I immediately opened the phone but I was disappointed when I saw the name listed is not Mas Dirga but an unknown number.

+62***-****-****

Wait for me there

"Ha??? w-wait?? who's who?? ".

"Ah at most a stray number... ".

I ignored a short message whose sender was unknown. I didn't know that message would make my life more complicated and complicated.

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