Hugged Me, Mother
chapter 19
On the riverbank, Alya stood staring at the clear water of the river.
"What do you want to talk about?" ask Daffa who is standing behind Alya.
"I'd like to apologize to you before."
"I'm sorry? Sorry for what?"
"long story. I've made you into a lie to cover up my feelings for Farhan."
"You mean?" Daffa increasingly did not understand what Alya said.
"Actually me and Farhan love each other, we've been in a relationship for a few months now. Because Najwa also loved Farhan I finally chose to end my relationship with Farhan, and to convince Najwa that I did not love Farhan, I said that I like you. I'm sorry, Daff, I've involved you in my personal affairs."
When the happiness that had struck his heart earlier this morning was gone, apparently Alya did not love him, it turned out Alya only made himself as a cover for his love for Farhan.
"Why are you doing this Alya? I mean why don't you tell Najwa the truth, just admit that you and Farhan really love each other."
"Can't, you know what Mom's attitude is to me? You should know Daffa, I'm not really Chandra's mother's son, I was born to my father's second wife." Alya began to cry about everything that the past few weeks had become a burden on her mind.
"What ... So all this time Chandra's attitude was different to you because you weren't her real child?"
"Yes. All this time I always tried to take her heart but it never worked and when Mom asked me to release Farhan for Najwa's sister, that's when Mom said that I wasn't her real son. You want me to feel the pain that you felt in the past."
"You're patient, Al. I can't help anything but wish you all the best but if you need anything, I'll always be there for you."
Daffa wins a long time ago liking Alya but after knowing that Alya does not love him, Daffa chooses to be his only good friend. He thinks seeing Alya happy is enough for him.
"Daffa can I ask you something?"
"What's? Just tell me, I'll definitely help you."
"I'm so sorry for Najwa and Mom, even though I'm not Mom's son but I still love you because she raised me. I don't want Najwa and Mom to be disappointed, to cover my love for Farhan would you pretend to be my girlfriend but before that you explain to your boyfriend about this so that there is no misunderstanding between you."
Daffa smiled and nodded slowly.
"I want to help you but how do I want to explain to my girlfriend while I don't know who my boyfriend is."
"So you don't have a boyfriend?"
Daffa shook his head without saying anything.
"Sorry, I don't know. We've known tapu for a long time never told each other about personal life."
"It's okay, you don't cry anymore remember, I will always be there for you."
"Thank you Daffa."
"I told you not to cry anymore. How I want to wipe your tears, I dare not touch your cheeks. Oh yes I wear a jacket, I want to dry your tears with my jacket" Daffa said with a smile.
Alya smiled then wiped the tears on her cheeks with her hands. "You can do it" he said.
"Just get back to work, let's go back to the office."
Alya nodded slowly then walked first while Daffa was still standing at his original place while looking at Alya who had started to move away from him.
"Either is made of what your heart is Al, so you still love Mother Chandra even though she never loved you she never even smiled let alone said sweetly to you," Daffa said in her heart.
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"I'm ready to marry you no matter what" Najwa told Farhan.
"Najwa actually I'm not ready to get married, I still want to spend some time alone first."
"I know that, wasn't it the time of our family meeting that we agreed to get to know each other first? Yes, even though I'm sure of you, I love you, I love you."
Farhan smiled in a tightly shut mouth.
"From my cold attitude, do you not feel that I do not love you Najwa? I'd love to tell you the truth but I'm afraid your mother hates Alya even more" Farhan said in her heart.
"Najwa, I'll go first. I have to go back to the office because work time is about to start!"
Farhan went away and Najwa died in front of his office!
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The Chandra house.
"Mbok why the feeling from earlier daydreaming continues?" ask Arman.
"Man, Mbok misses Non Alya. He's not well" said Mbok Darti.
Mbok Darti who already considers Alya as his son felt a huge longing for Alya so he continued to grieve and could not stop thinking about Alya.
"Want me to call Mbok? Let Mbok talk to Alya."
"Now he's at work, won't he bother him?"
"Talk for a moment will not be why - why Mbok, just to do not miss it."
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In Alya's office.
"Where did your old friend come from?" ask Arka to Alya.
"Eat together and talk. Why sir?"
"Tomorrow no more excuses to refuse to eat with me."
"If you refuse again?"
"Well, you can't refuse."
"In the contract letter I signed there is no such agreement."
"I know but what's wrong with asking for more time? You're my secretary."
As they chatted suddenly Alya's phone rang. There's a call coming in from Arman.
"Who is Arman? How did he not pick up his phone?" arka said because Alya just glanced at him at a glance and then left alone.
"That's my friend too."
"Thank you dong's phone, who knows it's important."
"I still have work to do."
"Thank you first Alya was afraid it was important."
Without answering, Alya grabbed her phone and received a call from Arman!
[Hello.] He said after receiving a call from Arman.
[Hello Non Alya. This is Mbok Darti.]
[Mbok, why is Mbok crying? Mbok why?] Alya was immediately worried when she heard Mbok Darti's voice heard crying.
[Mbok is okay, Mbok just misses Non Alya. It's not okay there?]
[I'm fine, Mbok, don't worry. I can't go home because ..] Alya hung up her words because she realized that there was an Arka still standing beside her.
[Mbok want to meet Non but Mbok will not be able to go out of the house carelessly.]
[Later to meet Mbok at home huh. Mbok don't worry, stop crying ah. Not ashamed of anything like Arman?] Alya said while chuckling, deliberately he teased Mbok Darti so that he forgot his sadness.
Between Alya and Mbok Darti winning they already regard each other as family. They love each other and also love each other.
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