
Sheryl Pov's
Aunt Aina said nothing. He let Indira speak without an answer. The woman cleared her throat low, then got busy with her thoughts. No one could guess what flashed through Aunt Aina's mind.
Indira suddenly turned the steering wheel. Suddenly pull the vehicle. A moment later, he looked back with an annoyed look.
"Mama, can't you make peace? Arguing will not solve the problem" he told Aunt Aina.
"Dira, it's my business and your brother's" I said chimed in.
"No. You guys are making me nervous. I really feel like you're so stupid and need help."
"What are you doing, Indira? You also want to argue with Mama like your sister?" Aina stared coldly.
"I support them. What has passed, let it pass. Maybe Sheryl did make a lot of mistakes with Rey and Mama, but the only ones in the relationship were them, not Mama. Those who know how they each feel. Those who feel their own happiness and sadness. Mama should think again about the attitude of Mama like this. Really am! I don't want Rey to fall."
I could only look at Indira, speechlessly. Didn't expect him to defend me and Reynand so much. All the words to be spoken seemed to have been represented by him.
"Dira, a mother also does not want her child to fall again. Mama just wanted to prevent that from happening." Aunt Aina replied straightforwardly.
"If Big Brother feels back his slump, I'm sure he can still get up. Mama won't be able to find a perfect daughter-in-law, Mama will never get one."
"Mama doesn't want to fight! We went to set up your sister's surprise birthday party, but you broke it up by debating Mama."
The deg!
A birthday? I don't even remember when Reynand had his birthday. Sheryl, you're a useless lover!
"I can't stand it. My emotions went off hearing Mama say that to Sheryl. Now she and Rey are both single. There's no harm if–"
"Dir, I'm going down," I cut off which instantly made Reynand's sister stop her lips from moving.
"But, Sher–"
"Sorry, but I'd better get off. My presence seems to be ruining the atmosphere here." I lowered my head, saying goodbye. Aunt Aina said nothing. He looked at me indifferently, then played his phone.
"Mrs ...."
Dira called out to Lirih, but his mother ignored him completely. I open the door, get out of the car. Stepping slowly is opposite of their goal.
"The sher! Sheryl!" Indira's voice was heard but I didn't notice it at all. I keep walking down the highway.
What's fighting, Sheryl? You're just being nice, doing a secretary's job, and obeying whatever Aunt Aina's orders are. Everything you do for him to let him approve of you, whether you like it or not. But the truth is, there is no. He still behaves like that.
Whatever I do seems like it won't attract Aunt Aina's sympathy. Our distance is too far. He still judges me the same way he used to.
And today I feel completely useless. How could I forget Reynand's date of birth? An important day in his life. Haish! I was too busy chasing after her mother's blessing to forget when Reynand had his birthday.
I don't know how far I've gone. Immersed in unfinished negative thinking. My steps stopped when the stomach voice interfered unexpectedly.
"I shouldn't have worked so hard to miss my lunch" I murmured as I rubbed my stomach.
I circulated my gaze, looking for a place that could be visited at this moment. It looks like a fastfood restaurant not far from my position. Without wasting time to the restaurant.
The atmosphere is not too crowded. From behind a man was holding a small child, standing to order the menu they wanted. While I stood in line behind them.
"Sandwiches, potatoes, burgers ...." I muttered to myself, thinking of something I was about to order.
"Aante Sheryl!" The voice of the little boy sounded loud. I looked down, looking for the source of the sound. A little boy looked up at me.
I was surprised for a moment. "Mas Baruna," I said softly.
"What a coincidence" he said, smiling, and looking around, "alone?"
"Yes." Yeah." I'm nodding.
Moments later, I sat alone enjoying sandwich bread at another table, away from Baruna and her son.
"Asin," I said softly, but then realized the tears that had accidentally entered my mouth, "haish! Why at a time like this?!"
"Sheryl, Rafael wants you to join us."
Baruna's voice suddenly made me raise my face, looking at him who was standing by the table. I hurriedly wiped my tears and turned to their table. Rafael with his innocent smile waved to me.
"A-aku–"
"You promised you wouldn't hurt her, did you?" sahut Baruna cut.
Inevitably, I nodded in agreement. What Baruna said. I have promised. Although I did not look coldly at Rafael, my attitude should be. There was no reason to refuse the little boy's invitation.
"Yey! Aunt Sheryl's with us!" shouted excited.
Baruna grinned wide. Little by little, we do the same. Rafael looked very happy when I joined him.
"Dad, I told you what, Aunt Sheryl wants to join us. He doesn't hate me, Dad!" he said to Baruna who was stupefied me.
Baruna looked at me, then turned it to Rafael. "Yes. Aunt Sheryl doesn't hate you, son. He loves you, Rafa. Yeah, right, Sher?"
"L-yes," I stammered. Rafael replied with a nod and a mouthful of sandwiches. He chewed it so excited.
"Why were you crying?" asked Baruna suddenly.
"You seen him?"
Baruna nodded.
"It's okay. It's not a serious thing," I replied, not wanting to tell a story, then diverted him to another question, "you're not in the office?"
Baruna only showed a faint smile. "No. Today I deliberately took a day off and spent time with Rafa."
"Then, where's Felicia? I didn't see it." I asked with a circular look looking for a figure I had never seen the trunk of his nose for a long time.
Baruna's face changed. He doesn't like to talk about his own wife. "He's not coming."
Baruna answered without giving her a reason. It makes me think their relationship is not good. I decided not to wonder about that woman anymore.
"The last time I saw you at Daniel's restaurant I realized I couldn't see you crying. And what I saw earlier, you did it again in front of me."
I took a long breath. "No matter what my current situation is, it's none of your business anymore, Mom."
"I knew. This must be about Aunt Aina, right?"
I didn't answer. Baruna seemed to be sighing in length.
"I told you about your relationship and Rey's problems with Dad."
"You mean?" I frowned.