Complicated (Sick When You Love Your Own Big Brother)
Great Memories with Mom

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After delivering his mother residing in his terakhrinya place. Mila is now seen returning home.

The house where he last saw his mother, the place where he got a happiness, even outside the world was holiness.

Mila again shed her tears, remembering the last time she was with her mother.

The Flash Back On

As Ares said and also because Greta pleaded with him. Now look Mila who woke up early - early in the morning. Makes her mother amazed.

“Mila, are you sure you woke up early?” Mustika asked who was shocked, because this was the first time Mila woke up in the morning without having to scream - screaming woke her daughter.

Mila grinned her baffled forehead, still not understanding what her mother said.

Mustika smiled as Mila, not seeming to have fully returned her life. “Have taken a shower there, than you are like a dazed man.” Said Mustika, who slowly pushed her daughter into the bathroom.

While waiting for Mila to take a bath, Mustika nimbly prepared her son's favorite food. “The yellow rice is ready, the balado egg is ready, the fried sambal is also ready, the noodles are already. Ahhh. Mila must be happy I masakin his favorite food.” Mustika said, waiting for his daughter to come out of the bathroom.

Mila who has since smelled the aroma of her mother's cooking, now comes out of the bathroom, with a sniffing nose - sniffing, “waahhhh, Mother cook yellow rice?” Mila cried with a happy smile.

Mustika nodded her head slowly. “Mommy must be tired, I wake up at what time to prepare all this bu?” Mila put on her angry face, because her mother must have re-imposed her strength again.

“Ihhh, yuk eat yuk, consider this aja thanksgiving because you can wake up early by yourself.” Mustika said, making Mila smile and hugging her mother's body.

“Thank you Mom, because mom has become the best mom in the world.” He loved his mother so sincerely.

“Mother also love you Mila, the son of one mother - one.” Reply Mustika.

“Already ah, let's eat yuk,” invite Mustika, let go of his daughter's embrace.

“Oh yes, you are good morning - morning where is Mil?” going Ask Mustika who does not know if her son will go to work. Because after all, last night Mila said that she would not want to work at the company, because her boss is evil.

“Mila returned to work at the company yesterday, Mom, her boss last night apologized and promised not to repeat it again, and again kasian ma'am, this secretary pleaded because he could not find a new candidate again. While she said she was going to give birth.” Mila was clear to her mother.

Mustika nodded her head slowly, understanding what her daughter said. “Mila, now Mila can get up early on her own, if you can continue like that,” said Mustika, who arrived, immediately made Mila stop chewing her food.

“What's the reason for Bu?” Ask Mila.

“Yes is fine - what, how to know tomorrow mom is not there, or mom is traveling away, so you will not oversleep.” Mustika replied, who immediately got a cynical look from Mila.

“Getting started by the way, where are you going mom? Mother alone has no family here, so mother will not go far.” Elak Mila, again and again refused if his mother said - such a word.

Mustika smiled with the reaction of Mila who always refused if she discussed things like this.

“Enak no mother's cooking?” Mustika tries to divert again his conversation with Mila.

“Enaklah Bu, mother's cuisine is the most delicious cuisine ever,” praise Mila with so proud of her mother's cuisine.

“Ehm, besides the mother tumben the cooking is complete bu, what the hell is bu?” Mila, who was so anxious, now tried to ask her mother again.

Mustika smiled, because this daughter would not stop asking if she did not get the appropriate answer. “Mila, eat a lot yes, because maybe this is the last time Mila eats mother's cooking.” Lirih Mustika, making the eating movement of Mila stopped and immediately hugged her mother's body tightly.

“Mom can't stop talking like that?!”

“Here Mila is still struggling mom, love Mila time to try to cure mom, if Mom goes, Mila who is bu?” Mila hugged her mother's body tightly, as if - would not want to let go.

“Iya Mila, mom will always be here anyway, will always accompany Mila,” Mustika said, making Mila look at him fixedly.

“Iya, Mila mom promise, mom will always be here, and always will love you, forever.”

The Flash Back Off

Mila was sitting at the dinner table, where she last had a conversation with her mother.

He held the teapot that his mother last held while taking himself a drink.

It still sounds obvious, her mother's laughter when Mila teases her mother. It was still clear when she hugged her mother's body tightly.

“Mother breaks an appointment with Mila.” He slowly returned to remembering the promise his mother had made last time.

“Mother promises if mom will always be here together with Mila, but in fact mom goes.” He said again, bowing his head at the table.

He really could not accept this incident. Mila tried to strengthen herself, and walked back into her mother's room.

“Why don't I sleep every night with mom?” Ask Mila to yourself.

Mila didn't change the bedsheet last time her mother slept.

Yesterday night, she still saw her mother sleeping there, sleeping soundly, falling asleep with a smile that made Mila not want to disturb her mother's beautiful sleep.

Slowly Mila opened her mother's closet, and saw all her mother's clothes were still neatly arranged in it.

Mila saw the photo on the wall of her mother's room, it was a photo in which she graduated receiving her S1 title.

Slowly but surely, Mila took the picture frame, then stared at it fixedly. “Bu, Mila kangen bu.” He quietly, then landed a kiss in the picture of his mother.

Mila again shed her tears, in hugging the picture frame, as usual - she will be hugging her mother.

“Buu, Mila kangen bu.” He said once again, hoping his mother would come and embrace him again.

Mila laid her body on her mother's bed, she inhaled deeply - in the scent of her mother still left there.

It felt like Mila wanted to go crazy at the moment, there was nothing she could do but cry and cry.

A longing that is very difficult to treat, Mila does not know how to treat this wound. The wound was left by his mother.

Mila stared blankly, hoping that this was all just a dream. Nightmare where to the next day his mother will again scream wake him up.

Mila laughed as she recalled the times her mother always complained when she woke up her kebo-like self.

Sometimes his mother had to take water in the dipper and then water it to wake up. Quarrel - a small struggle that makes the atmosphere of the house come alive.

Mila really - really missed that atmosphere.

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