Unite In Love

Respecting

My net is perfectly rounded. Really, I never thought I'd see her again. Why is she standing with my mom? Do they know each other? How could? I must be dreaming, there's no way that stray cat knows Mama. If he's not that stray cat, then who is he? A ghost? This is even more impossible. So many questions filled my chest cavity, unfortunately my words were just clenched on the lips.

And even more strangely, my lips felt locked in front of Mama. Did the stray cat recite the spell? This is even more impossible. He doesn't even know my name.

"You you're here? Ja-so you're Mrs Natali's son?" The stray cat asked while pointing at me and Ibra's brother. The mother who saw his behavior looked astonished.

"So you know each other? Good though. Mama likes that." Mama said while showing off her happy smile. I don't know what makes Mama so happy, I guess she must have known a strange girl who was standing in front of me. Uppss... Not a girl, but a woman with one child.

"Yes, she's our mother." My reply was brief.

While brother Ibra? He could only smile happily. I don't know what makes him look happy. There's no way this stray cat standing in front of us could be her happy source, because I know her past is still dancing around in her brain memory, and that prevented him from approaching any girl in the world.

"Miss Lulu. Waw... I can meet you here, it's a real surprise. Is he your sister? Hay, deck. How are you?" Ibra asked as she cupped the handsome face of the boy standing beside the stray cat.

"Sister, if you ask in your mind first. He's not his sister, he's his son." My babble while looking at Brother Ibra.

Sister Ibra's face showed thousands of disappointments.

Glekkkk!

I can only swallow the saliva staring at the disappointed face of Brother Ibra. Is he really interested in the wild cat? I don't know, I myself can't guess just from his disheveled facial expression. I admit, the stray cat is very sweet. She has Asian beauty in general. If brother Ibra is interested in him, I will definitely oppose him. Abstinence for me and brother Ibra approached the woman who already had a husband, and that was Aib for the great family of Atmajaya.

"Husain hungry Mommy, when can we eat?"

Hearing the sweet boy's words the three of us smiled as we looked at his face.

"alright, son. You can eat as much. Good-looking Om will treat you to fullness." I said while holding the sweet boy's arm. I held it without thinking my clothes would get tangled. Really, I've never been this close to any kid. But with her, I felt as if a magnet was pulling on me. She's so sweet, she looks smart too. Even her mother's pretty face, I mean the wild cat's pretty face is like a soul-soothing opium.

Robin... What the hell are you thinking? Do you admire him? That fast? How could?You must have lost your mind! I muttered in my heart as I walked into a restaurant on the third floor. Behind me walked Mama, Sister Ibra and that woman. A woman I have never mentioned by name despite this being our umpteenth meeting.

...***...

The restaurant this afternoon looks crowded, fortunately there is still one empty table so we can sit quietly.

At the table was the food we ordered. Various kinds of marine. Dimuai from shrimp, squid, fish, there is even sweet sour meat.

"Son, eat whatever you want. You have nothing to doubt, everything on this table is yours." I said while holding Husain's little shoulder. In just a few minutes I had already bonded with that sweet boy, how could this happen?

Robin. You must be out of your mind. If Sawn finds out you're being tempted by someone else's wife, I'm sure he'll definitely be throwing his fists at your handsome face. I murmured in my heart while scratching my head that was not itchy. I looked at everyone's faces, everyone looked fine except me.

"Lulu, nice to meet you. Especially your son. She's so sweet, sweeter than honey." Tanjung Mama sok familiar.

"Thank you Madam." Reply to the stray cat without taking a smile off her pretty face.

The eitttsss! Wait a minute, it looks like I should stop calling him a stray cat. She was too beautiful and did not deserve that call. Alright, from this moment on I will call his name. Lulu. Lulu Andriana's. A pretty good name, sounds simple but still she or her name is really very graceful.

"Robin, give that tissue to Miss Lulu." Mama said, pointing at the tissue in front of me.

"Can Auntie just call your name?" This time Mama asked while holding onto Lulu Andriana's fingers, there was no reply for Mama other than a nod of the head. Understandably, Mama asked at the wrong time. How could he get an answer while he asked was still busy chewing the leftovers in his mouth.

"Boleh Aunty. Aunty can call me as comfortable as aunty wants."

"Do you want any more?" This time it was Ibra's brother who opened his voice, he asked the sweet boy who was sitting on his right side.

"No. Thank ye. Husain was very full."

Hearing the sweet boy's casual remark made me feel comforted, if I wasn't at the dinner table I would have laughed out loud. For the first time ever, Robin Atmajaya loved children. Did I like that sweet boy because he was the son of the stray cat that was in front of me? I don't know that I don't know that myself.

"Of course, honey. Mama is so grateful that you can take your time for Mama. Go home once in a while.

Don't you miss home? Don't you want to meet your father? Sweep her. You know, your dad won't give up. So we're the ones who have to be soft on her." Mama said while holding Ibra's fingers.

There were no reinforcements from Sister Ibra, she could only be silent while looking at the face full of hope.

While me? There's nothing I can say to comfort Mama and Ibra. This is indeed a problem. Pretty sensitive issue. Papa's a tough, insistent man. While brother Ibra? He's a pretty unique guy. He won't talk to anyone who hates him, including Papa. The chaos that occurred eight years ago is still a thorn that blocks the happiness of the Atmajaya family. I don't know when this frenzy will end until a new laugh will habituate our faces.

Damn it, I mean brother Ibra, since that ridiculous event he's never been lenient to anyone, including himself. The thing I fear the most, if any employee makes a mistake, then Brother Ibra will behave like a cruel dictator.

What good is treasure and fame if it cannot bring a smile to Ibra's life? Many times I tried to explain that to Ibra, but it seemed that her ears had been clothed with all the old wounds so that no words could penetrate the depths of her innermost heart.

"Alright, Ma. Don't force Ibra. Let him go. I'm sure Papa won't mind any of this.

Next week we will be gathering families. We'll discuss everything when that time comes. So now, let brother go. I'll go too." My babble is trying to mediate. I know Mama is the type of person who is consistent with her stance, I fear that there will be a debate between her and Ibra even though the possibility is only one percent, at least I've been trying to mediate so that a debate that shouldn't happen won't happen.

"alright. Mama gave you permission to leave, but you have to remember, Mama won't leave you alone anymore. It's enough Mama's seen your rebellious attitude." Mama said while looking at the sad face of Ibra with a look as sharp as a dagger.

Wild cat. I mean, Miss Lulu, she could only be quiet, could she be deliberately preoccupied with chewing the leftovers on her plate, I know from her behavior that she does not want to get involved with your anger, and the rebellious attitude of Ibra.

"All right." Said brother Ibra resigned, he kissed Mama's forehead then passed like the wind. He even forgot to say goodbye to the sweet boy he served like a king.

...***...

"Do you want to ask? Ask me anything you want. Even if we're not close, God willing I'll try to answer your questions without anger."

Glekkk!

I immediately swallowed the saliva hearing the chattering of the handsome man sitting next to me. He asked me to ask him, what should I ask? I'm not even interested in his family business.

"Yes... I know you're not interested in my family business. At least you don't have to pretend to be busy hearing what Mama said." Connect again.

Is he a ghost? Why can he read my mind? I really can't believe this. I said in my heart. I didn't even dare to look him in the face, then how could I ask the zone that I shouldn't have entered.

"I'm not a ghost. And I can read your mind. So don't pretend to be so cool in front of me."

Glekkk!

Again I could only swallow the saliva hearing his words. How can this freak read my mind while he's acting so cute in front of me.

"Sister Ibra is a good man. Since eight years ago she started acting cold, her relationship with Papa had become bad. I hope this meeting will bring a new color to the relationship, so there are no more cuts and tears."

Hhmmm!

I let out a rough sigh while fixing the position of Husain who was currently sleeping in my lap. The sweet boy grew up quickly but he was really very sensitive. While sleeping he did not want to be away from me.

"Master need not worry. Everything will definitely improve. In the family, disagreements are common. Sooner or later the relationship of Mr. Ibra with your Papa will definitely return to normal. Relationships based on affection and love will not be easy to end no matter how heavy the problems that come whack." My chatter while staring at the beautiful face that was currently sitting on the steering chair.

I'm not familiar with him, but look at him! He told me his problem without any doubt. Even though I don't like him, I clearly say I respect him a lot. Respecting his attitude towards his family.

I learned to respect the person who upholds his dignity by proving himself, not by building negative thoughts about others.

I murmured in my heart while looking at the face of the beautiful man who was still busy with his sad thoughts, a second later I began to turn my gaze while staring forward.

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