My Love Was A Wind Then
The arrival of Indra
finally I decided to buy vegetables gulai fish, and jengkol stew, and indomie mother order.
while eating me and mother, mother talked again about the goddess sister
" Your sister is too free and the feeling of the mother is not good at all must have happened something the same she "this time the mother who opened her voice first
"not good why mom?" I asked even though I was lazy actually because it was already a deep heartache, but the name of a mother there is no heartache in her heart for her children.
" that's why I don't know, ever since your sister left I think there's something strange in my heart.mom doesn't like to see her close to Hendra.." the words of my mother have repeatedly heard about not liking the Hendra mas but what is the power of mother can not do anything because the hardness of the brother exceeds the stone.
" it's just the feeling of mother only because sister will go again not good with mother, already mom eat aja makapain continue to think of sister goddess...he was happy there mother is miserable here , indeed I do not think it is also.." I who feel uncomfortable finally lazy to continue this talk , this time I feel like a favoritism mother is always a priority kak goddess compared to me who is in front of her eyes.
" when did you come home, Mom? " i asked to break our silence , I felt that my mother loved the goddess but was different from the father who was more pampering myself 'cause the man I loved the most the first time was the father , my second husband later.
" in 2 days "mother responds to my usual words as if she does not want to talk to me, maybe she is offended by what I say
mom passed away going to the kitchen cooking boiled noodles and after finishing in the meal and not long ...
10 Minutes later...
tock..tok...
someone knocked on the door ,
clutch. (opening door ).
" who ? " i said from inside, opening the door
" your fans" said someone who turned out to be Indra
"hmm mas there is only one, indeed I have a fan artist" I said while opening the fence of the house
" even the artist was defeated by his beautiful ade. "gombal mas Indra began to crumble again...
"mas like the dreadlocks don't let all women mas gombalin" said me while smiling wryly and telling mas Indra to go inside..
" who's coming Tika?" ask mom from the back
" my friend mas Indra" I replied because I had permission to allow Indra mas to come home
" that's your mother de? " nanya to me while walking towards the back to meet the mother who again washed the dishes we had eaten earlier
mas Indra kissed mother's hand and introduced himself
" put this dirty mother's hand again nyuci son, where are you real son? " ask my mother to Mas Indra and I followed behind after closing the front fence.
" here ma'am let indra help , kasian mother will be tired .. " said mas Indra who immediately rolled his long-sleeved shirt up
" Don't kid, don't papa it's already mom's job, anyways men wash dishes." said my mother while smiling sweetly with mas Indra.
" Tika makes a drink for the senses there is syrup in the refrigerator" said mother while giving a code for me to chat with her in front
" no papa ma'am, Indra was used to Indra also like to help mamak fit at home" said mas Indra while holding dish soap and washing it...
" where is Indra's mother now? " ask my mother who is amazed to see young people want to now help parents, especially boys
" in Aceh Bu, Indra here work bu , Indra's mother was an English teacher Bu " mas Indra explained about her mother to her mother
it looks very mas Indra very appreciative of his parents and even his speech manners are very good, maybe Indra mas do the same thing with his parents
" so far yes, today's mom no cook what is this son, again not feeling well mom , sorry mom can not love what this is even Indra came even work hehe "mother feels bad because there are guests but there is no food banquet even washing dishes...
The dishwashing scene that I had witnessed between my mother and Indra was finished and the winner of Indra mas who did a lot of dishes was just a lot of chatting with Indra mas
" hooo no papa bu there is a little snack for mom and tika" while thrusting a plastic package from the bakery, looks stamped bread in her plastic package ...
" thank you son, send greetings to your mother later if you come here mom make a cake for Indra , you're a pity far from mamak , ' she said , often just come here yes indra just think of mother like your mother also anyways mother does not have a son. "mother receives parcels from mas Indra , and stroked the shoulder of Indra and opened it and put it on the plate..
" a lot of bread, the only thing here is me and the mother who is "I see there are 12 kinds of bread bought by Indra mas while putting 2 glasses of syrup on the living room table
" where is mr ade? kok there is only Ade and mother just "tanya mas Indra who feel the atmosphere of loneliness in my home
" out of town again there is a task from the right work" this time who answered the question mas Indra is the mother.
"hooo yes Ma'am, I also often so ma'am from work is always assigned out of town sometimes once a month just go home " mas Indra responds well to the words of mother
"what do you do, de?"
" work at the cinema Bu , the supervisor of cleanliness of the cinema "mas Indra explained himself to mother , I have known from the beginning since we chatted on the phone
" hooo cinema ? mother has never seen a movie & understand from kampung haha "mother has never invited me to go to the cinema because mother does not like to watch and especially most movies in the cinema there is always a hot scene
" later we go the same yes ma'am, what kind of movie do you like?", ask Indra
" haha mom likes ordinary movies, her father Tika who likes western movies especially if a lot of fighting "mother looks familiar with Indra mas...
" kid mom want to rest for a while Indra just chat tika ya "mother permission to the room to rest the mind even her heart is injured because of the actions of her first child.
