
That night, Citra sat daydreaming alone in her room. He sat by the window looking out at the night view out there. The eyes of the 24-year-old woman glared far away. His eyes were puffy as a result of not stopping crying. Her sad face was hard to hide.
The vile events of the night were still clearly imprinted in his memory. Even he could not forget the face of the man who violently snatched away his crown. Now she's a second-hand, unholy dirty woman again.
Actually, he really wanted to report the incident to the authorities. However, he was not ready to disappoint his mother. Remembering his mother is a single parent who every day slam bones to support him and his sister who is still in High School. There are many things he cannot accomplish. By reporting the event is the same as he threw away his mind to make the mother happy. Not only that, he is not ready to lose his beloved lover who is now working hard to bring his parents here quickly to propose to him.
Tok tok!!! Door knocked.
"Mom's in.." On the doorstep of Bu Asih, mother Citra was standing while carrying a tray containing two cups of tea. Bu Asih put the tray on the Citra makeup table.
"Hmmm.. Your image is crying, right?"
"Ehhh... No ma'am, how come the tumben hasn't slept?" The image of putting on her smile diverted the conversation.
"yes. mother can not sleep, so you want to make sure you ngeteh, ehh. You even sad again sad gini.."
"No ma'am, Citra is not papa!!"
"Your eyes are so. Why? Same with Haris?" Bu Asih grasped his daughter's fingers and sat down by the window.
"Emm. yes ma'am, fight a little.." The image had to lie so that his mother did not suspect.
"Citra.. the name of the person in the relationship is so!! It is impossible if it is smooth - smooth.. My late father and mother are just as rich!!"
The image let out a long sigh, then her face re-attached her smile as beautifully as possible.
"That's dong!! Mother's son is the most beautiful if you smile again.." Praise Bu Asih.
"Sama dong rich mom.." Rayu Citra's. He took two cups of tea that his mother brought him. He gave one to the mother and took a sip in her hand.
"What?" tanya Bu Asih frowned while sipping her tea.
" What is it?? that's kind of encouragement, ma'am.hehe!!"
"Aahh.You're in the habit of talking to you in strange language!! I already know his mother wong ndeso gini, if you speak Javanese, you know.." Ma Asih laughed a little. What a heartfelt laugh, how could a child disappoint his angel mother.
"Ohh yes, you do not forget to compress your eyes using ice water, tomorrow embarrassed if the eye work is swollen so, it is thought that the cockroach is cooled again.." Bu Asih laughed again to comfort his daughter.
"Yes my beautiful mother!! What is your sleep, mom?"
"Sleeping from abis isya'.. Have you prayed Isha' ?"
"Udah ma'am earlier.."
"Yes already.. You sleep fast too! Tomorrow is work.. Uhh yes inget don't forget to compress his eyes.." Bu Asih got up from his seat.
"yes nyonyahh..Where do you stand?"
"Hoammmm....! I'm so sleepy gini abis chat with you, yes mom also sleep first yes..!"
"yes, I slept first!! I'll sleep later too.."
"yes, yes!! don't forget to read the prayer let's not have nightmares anymore" Asih said while walking to close the door.
Mother.. I'm sorry I haven't been able to be honest with my mother that I'm a dirty woman who has lost my chastity..
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