The Love of Alika

Eps 7's

But of the many objects in the luxurious living room, there is a family picture frame that escaped Alika's view. He was unaware of the existence of the photo attached just above a teak closet containing a collection of beautiful crystal glasses.

“Mari, Neng, to here.” Invite the housekeeper who immediately spread the admiration of Alika in the room where she stood.

Alika nodded and immediately followed the housekeeper to a family room located on the right side of the living room of the house. 

“Hai, Babe!” exclaimed Mama Alika who soon realized the arrival of her daughter.

“Good afternoon, Auntie!” Alika greeted a young woman who looked the same age as her mother.

“Sore, Alika's. Please sit! Aunty is glad you want to come to the aunt's house,” greet the woman kindly.

Alika smiled knot, “Mama here ride what? Kok Alika who was asked to pick up,”

“So mommy and dad are having lunch outside and keep seeing Aunt Ratna. Oh yeah, you don't know Aunt Ratna yet. Aunt Ratna is actually her aunt David, your boyfriend first.”

Alika like getting back a hard slap in her heart. The name that had always made him suffer had to be re-heard from the mouth of his own mother. Not a word came out of Alika's mouth.

What the girl knows, she just wants as much as possible to hold her tears from flowing down her cheeks. What would happen if he cried even roared in front of Tente Ratna and her mother. Alika may even look silly and sad.

“Be your mama forgot the same Aunt. We met at David's funeral. But it looks like your mama's got too many relationships so she can't remember a guy like Auntie."

“Mbak Ratna this could be. I was indeed a forgetful person. It's hard to remember something that doesn't become my routine.”

Alika no longer paid attention to her mother's conversation with Aunt Ratna. How could they possibly talk about a person who was gone so comfortably that there was someone who had lost that person so much before their eyes.

Whether his own mother had forgotten the sadness that had been experienced by Alika for the death of David. Or her mother really does not know that Alika still can not forget the figure.

“Why you, baby? How was diem ajah?” mama asked Alika while nudging her pale white daughter's hand.

“You must be the bosen ya horrified this boring Mother-Mother chat?”

“No, Aunt.” replied Alika with a smile. Of course the smile was only to cover his heart that was in turmoil.

“Tante call auntie son huh? He is the same age as you. Who knows he can nemenin you chat or walk around the house.”

Aunty Ratna then walked up the stairs and shouted to her son, “Ian. . down for a while. Here mama knows her son temen mama.”

Soon a tall man came out of the second-floor room and went down the stairs on the left side of the living room. The guy who only wore knee-length shorts without any tops walked over to Alika and the people who were chatting on the sofa in front of the television.

Alika immediately turned around to hear a familiar voice in his ears. The typical soprano voice belongs to a man who starts growing up but also has not left his ABG period. The exact same voice as the boy she heard this morning at school. The voice of the arrogant guy who does not want to apologize let alone admit his mistake. That voice, Lian.

And how surprised the guy is when he comes face to face with a girl who in reality really wants him to avoid. The girl deep down she hated and blamed her cousin's death one year ago.

“Ngapain lo here?!” ask the guy tightly.

“Not expecting I'll see you again here.” Reply Alika did not lose her jutek.

“So you guys already know each other?” ask Aunt Ratna wonder.

Without being given the cue Lian and Alika spontaneously replied together. “No! And I won't know!”

Aunt Ratna and Mama Alika are confused to see their children's behavior. Just met once but it was like an enemy that had held grudges for years.

Meanwhile, without waiting for a long time, Alika immediately knew that the guy standing in front of her did not expect her presence or even the guy did hate her.

“You guys why? Just met but it's been a fuss like this. Come acquaintance first,” Aunt Ratna pulled the hand of her only child to want to shake hands with Alika.

Lian and Alika both threw their faces away. Lian seemed reluctant to shake the hand of someone she disliked. Moreover, Alika, the girl was most anti-shake hands with people who obviously never want to know her.

“Yes already if you do not want to know each other. Then excuse me to go home, Ratna. Of our children fighting in this house.” Mama Alika who was aware of the mood of her daughter immediately said goodbye to the owner of the house.

“Cock rush, Ma'am? Just chatted for a while.”

“Lain time we connect again, Ma'am. Looks like the children are not in good mood,” always Mama Alika while occasionally glancing at her son who still bend his lips. “Come Alika we go home now.”

“Tante, Alika go home first.”

“Be careful on the road, Darling.”

“Lian, sometime you play mommy to auntie house yes!”

Lian only replied with a lazy nod as she usually appears without intending to agree with Mama Alika's offer. Let alone to go to his house, at school as much as possible Lian avoid the girl so as never to meet or greet him.

Aunty Ratna secretly observed Lian's sudden change in attitude becoming fierce upon meeting Alika. It seemed like there was something she was hiding in her heart. I don't know what happened between Alika and her son, but from the looks of it it has been discovered that Lian does not like her friend's child.