To Mutia

Don't Baper

"I'm going yes, A'."

Not immediately replying, Azril glanced at Lamia's plate. "Fine the fried rice."

"I have a meeting at seven, after all."

Azril. Take a napkin, then clean around the mouth, then get up from sitting. "I'm taking it."

"No, A'. I bring a car, because lunch later I have an appointment outside the same client." grab Azril's hand, Lamia kissed the back of the hand. "I'm leaving. Aa continued eating. Bye." once again Lamia peeked at Azril, before breezing away with a small run.

Exhaling a rough breath, Azril stared fixedly at Lamia's back that was getting smaller. Honestly, Azril was getting so bad. Lamia's job as a manager at an electronics company, making all the time and attention Lamia poured into her work.

"A'."

When he turned his head, Azril not only found Mutia, but also two white plastic bags that he knew so well, on the dining table.

"I can't take this, A'. So I return it." Mutia slightly pushed the two plastic bags in front of her closer to Azril.

Actually Mutia had wanted to return the items last night, but when she was about to knock on the door of Azril's room, the sound of the bell undoes Mutia's intentions.

Lamia's home.

He quickly stored Azril's gift into the room, not wanting to cause misunderstandings. This morning he had to wait for Lamia to go to work first, then he could return the items.

"Why is it returned?" Azril stared fixedly. "Don't you need these things? And also, your milk and vitamins will run out a little more."

Mutia. "How does Aa know my vitamins are running out?"

Of course Mutia was shocked, considering that her vitamin bottle was stored in a drawer in the room. And if Azril finds out about the rest of his vitamins, that means Azril went into his room and opened his drawer, right?

"Two days ago I saw your vitamin bottle in the fridge, maybe you forgot to keep it."

Unknowingly Mutia heaved a sigh of relief, feeling guilty for already thinking ill of Azril.

"Take it. If you refuse to take it, then who will wear it? As you know, Lamia is not pregnant yet and I will never be able to get pregnant."

"Sorry, A'. I really can't take it." Mutia shook her head slowly.

"Why?"

"Because I don't deserve it. If Aa forgets, I'm just a maid who works for Aa and Teh Lamia. Even though I need these items, but I don't have the money to buy them yet, it doesn't mean that I'll take them for granted when Aa buys them. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be ungrateful for Aa's gift, it's just that I don't want this to be a problem in the future." - Cerocos Mutia. As a widow, she should be really good at putting herself.

Azril was speechless, still with fixed highlighting eyes. To be honest he was quite amazed by Mutia's speech ability which was like an express train and did not stop before arriving at the station.

"Sit down."

"A'?"

"We need to talk, Mutia. So as not to cause misunderstandings as you worry."

"But..." Mutia glanced at the typical clothing of PLN field workers, which was worn by Azril. "Don't I have to work?"

Azril glanced at the glance of the clock circling his wrist. "It's seven less. My work hours start at eight, teng. So. sit."

In the end Mutia nodded. Pull the nearest chair, then drop the buttocks on the surface of the chair.

"My mother was also a widow." Azril began, making Mutia's pupils dilate. "Mom and Dad's divorce happened when my sister, Hasna, was six months old. The reason Mom, Dad cheated. While Dad's reason, Mom still can't forget the man she loves and often talks about the man when they are together. Because they could no longer maintain their marriage, they eventually divorced.

"After their separation, Mom lived us alone. Being a widow puts a lot of mental stress on you. Not a few people talk bad things about her, the men who always harass Mother and the wives of the men who always blame Mother, accusing Mother of flirting with their husbands.

"Day by day the psychic condition of the mother is increasingly concerning. Mom was being tempramental, it was hard to control her emotions and vent her anger on us, but luckily she never played a hand.

"The mother who indeed could not control her emotions for the first time beat Hasna in front of the man. Wreaked his disappointment and anger. I tried to stop Mother, but like being possessed by a demon, Mother managed to keep me away from her and continued beating Hasna, until finally my sister was battered and passed out.

"When Hasna was unconscious, Mother only gained consciousness and regretted hurting Hasna, after which we immediately took Hasna to the hospital.

"For two days Hasna was unconscious. Until the third day when Mom came home to pick up a change of clothes and I bought lunch, when I went back to Hasna's nursery, I no longer found her there. She went. And from that day on, we never saw him again. My sister seemed to be milling in the swallow of earth.

"I searched for it for months, but the result was nil. Then in the sixth month, the man who impregnated Hasna came home with the news that... Hasna is dead."

Mutia gasped, reflexively covering her mouth gaping in shock.

"The man said while in the hospital, he took Hasna away . His intention was to abort Hasna, but upon hearing her baby's heartbeat, the man changed his mind. He took Hasna away from his daughters and decided to marry betel, making Hasna his second wife.

"For months they lived together in secret. Hasna slipped in the bathroom and suffered heavy bleeding. My sister died while doctors were doing surgery to get her son out. But God wants something else, both of which cannot be saved. God loved Hasna and her baby so much that he didn't want them to be in such a difficult situation in the future, so He chose to call her home."

Sighing softly, Azril gave a faint smile as she found the black bead of Mutia adorned with clear crystals.

"Did you manage to catch the point of my story, Mutia?"

"I'm..." Mutia had difficulty speaking because she held back tears. "I remind Aa of Mom and Aa's sister?"

Azril smiled, then nodded slowly. "To be more precise, I wanted to make amends for being negligent in looking after her and making a lot of time wasted. When I found out you were pregnant, I immediately thought of Hasna, seeing her reflection on you. Because of that, I became excessive, like a brother and Uncle who want to always give the best to his sister and prospective nephews. Sorry, it made you feel uncomfortable. But I couldn't help myself. It feels so good, when you rediscover what you've lost."

Mutia felt guilty. He again reminded Azril of the bitter memories of Hasna. Seeing the look of sadness on Azril's face, making Mutia's heart feel like it was pierced by thousands of needles.

"Did she miss it?"

"Very. Moreover, every look at the situation of Mother, who since Hasna's departure, more often daydreaming and rampaging, to make me forced to put Mom into rehab, because it does not want others to feel disturbed by the situation of Mother."

The atmosphere became silent because none of them made a sound. Both dissolve in each other's minds, until the sound of the phone ringing breaks the silence. The ring came from the pocket of Azril's pants.

"I went straight to the field" Azril told the person on the phone, then returned to save his phone. "I have to go now."

Grabbing the bag, Azril hurriedly sipped her warm Tea, then left the dining table. As she was about to pass through the barrier wall, Mutia called out to her, making her turn.

"I don't mind if Aa thinks of me as Hasna."

Mutia didn't know if her decision was right, but she just followed what her heart said, didn't people say, the heart is never wrong, right?

Azril raised an eyebrow. "Does that mean you're receiving those things?"

Assuming Mutia is the answer.

Azril commented a big smile. His black bead looked sparkling. He immediately approached Mutia, then hugged the woman to express the happy feeling that had arisen in his heart. And Azril's successful actions made Mutia stiffen. Luckily Azril's consciousness quickly returned, so he immediately created a distance.

"Sorry." awkwardly, Azril rubbed his nape.

Mutia smiled clumsyly. "It's okay. I'm just shocked. I'm Aa's sister."

Azril smiled warmly. The clapping of Mutia's head crest with affection. "I go, you don't eat late and don't forget to take vitamins, my little brother."

Mutia nodded obediently. Then when Azril left her, Mutia let out a heavy sigh.

"Don't*baper, Mutia. Don't baper."

(*take a feeling)

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