Who am I

Who am I
CHAPTER 99



It has been two weeks that Amar has not seen Ami again. Amar tries not to come to Ami. Amar tries to erase his love for Ami.


After the incident at the mall, they did not meet at all. Amar tried to focus on his education so that he could finish quickly.


While both of his parents are no longer busy betrothing him anymore as long as he stays away from Ami. His mother could not accept Ami as a daughter-in-law because Ami was older than Amar. Especially with the status of Ami who is already a widow.


Today Amar was sitting pensively in his car in front of Gala school. Somehow his heart felt a deep longing for Gala.


Amar saw that other children were difficult to pick up by his parents. But Galah was still sitting in front of the school gate. Amar noticed that he was waiting for half an hour.


"Why hasn't Ami picked up Gala yet?" ask Amar to speak for himself.


After ten minutes Amar decided to get out of the car. From far away he saw Gala's face like she wanted to cry. Amar approached the already sad Gala.


"Om Amar eh doctor" said Gala initially happy and then back sad while bowing her head.


"Our doctor?" ask Amar want to know what will come out of the mouth of this first grade SD child.


"The word mama should not call om anymore, said mama Gala must appreciate the profession of doctor" Gala said rather grievingly.


"We can't get close anymore, doctor?" gala asked sadly.


"Who said?" ask Amar.


"Our mama said it's different, we're not one level and until whenever we won't be able to get close" said Gala lowered her face.


"We're the same baby, Gala call oom aja ya."


"Later mama is sad if Gala does not follow mama, Gala is okay if not friends with the doctor again as long as mama is not sad."


Amar's heart felt torn to hear the innocent speech of a small child. The child he has loved for years.


"Why hasn't Mama picked up Gala?" ask Amar.


"Mama was sick two days ago, Gala was waiting for an invitation, while papa was out of town" Gala said.


"No need, mom can't come with anyone other than Pak ojek."


"But this is Amar's not a stranger."


"But om..."


"Udah, let's take you home, om promise later om will bring Gala the way again." persuaded Amar


"Later what if the motorcycle sir comes."


"Okay let me tell mama and mr. security, okay."


Gala nodded her head in a sign that she had agreed. Amar took Gala like a father with his son.


"Om same mama marahan ya om kayak papa sama Mama?" ask Gala while on the way.


"Dear, why do you think that?" ask Amar.


"Because papa used to also care about Gala, now it's not, papa used to also often make mama cry like om."


"Mama's crying because of om?"


"Who else if not the same evil om mama, om must fight the same mama so mama cried."


"You don't fight with mommy, did you say that?"


"No, only Gala often saw mama often cry while looking at the photo om on the phone."


"Correct?" asked Amar smiling happily. I don't know why his heart was so happy to hear Gala's story.


"The truth."


"Okey thanks for the information boy." said Amar smile - smile himself while driving his car.