The Crush Of Love
Meet Mama's Old Friends
On a very tiring day, why should there be something that makes me sick of it. I was caught off guard this morning by Randika, and now? There was a noise from someone in front of the restaurant. God, why is the world testing me so much. Can't I just be quiet and still?.
I was checking some reports and tried to stop my work, because the screams from out there were irritating me. I took my foot to the place, and it turned out that the one who was making a rowdy again was him, Casandra.
“Basic Lo dogs! Exit Lo! You must be responsible for all the deeds Lo!” objuratnya
The security guard who tried to pull it out looked very overwhelmed, because the power possessed by Casandra was very strong.
“Hey ****** goddamn, because I think I'm dead! Because Lo now finds me looking at her husband! Liability Lo! Because you fired my bangap, now he's dead!” she screamed while pointing at me
“Casandra, it's not my fault. The error is all on you.” My reply is still to remain calm
“Fuck with error word! What is clear is that you have to take responsibility!”
“What responsibility? You're the one who should be responsible for all your problems right now. And also condolences for the passing of your father”
“Pak please as much as possible take him out, I don't want my customer interrupted” my connection
“Good Bu.”
“Desyana! Dog Lo! Just look I'll reply to everything!”
“Serah” said I left it
My security guards dragged him out of the area as much as possible. It's a bitch that I have to deal with people who don't know themselves like that. It is wrong to avoid and defend yourself.
I threw my body back on the sofa in my room. I took the flat object in my pocket. There was a message from my mother.
[Darling, we'll have dinner outside tonight]
I also immediately returned it
[Tumben mama took a meal outside]
[Once again, baby, you will come home in the afternoon, don't be lazy. Let me go and get beautiful first]
[Oh, ma. I am beautiful from birth. Hahaha] I replied while inserting a laughing emoticon
[Just come home at five in the afternoon. Don't argue]
[Yes my dear mother]
[Jaudah if you continue to work again]
[Yes maa]
***
(POV Mom)
Drrt... Drrr...
My phone vibrated, indicating a message was coming in.
[Shilvi, we'll have dinner yuk]
[Can] reply me
[Take your son too, because I also want to bring my son]
[Hmmm okay, I'll try to take Desyana, who knows if she wants to come]
[Must do it, Shil. Who knows, your son will be the same as my son in a match. We continue to be besan]
[Ah you, can. Yaudah I must have my son come with me]
[I waited at the restaurant at eight o'clock ya]
[Okay]
After a short conversation, I called my beloved daughter and invited her to dinner, and she agreed.
(POV Mom end)
***
Time is passing, now it's one hour to five. That's a sign I should start packing to go home. Because I was hungry, I asked my workers to bring a serving of rice along with grilled fish and also chili, not to forget I also asked to bring my favorite orange juice.
For about twenty minutes, the food was in front of me. I wash my hands, read the basmalah and eat it with pleasure.
When I finished, I did not forget to clean it up. Then I rushed to go home.
On the way, I saw some children busking there. Because I felt sorry, I parked my motorbike first next to the fried rice cart. There I ordered about ten packs of fried rice to give to the child, not forgetting I bought some mineral water.
Some time later my order was ready, I rushed to pay for it and re-applied my vehicle. Right in front of the children who were busking, I gave them fried rice and drinking water that I had bought earlier, not forgetting that I gave them twenty thousand each.
After that, I continued my journey. In the end, I arrived at my home.
As usual, I knocked on the door and said my greetings, shortly after, she answered my greetings and opened the door for me.
“Ma, I go upstairs first yes. Want to clean all magrib” prayers
“Yaudah sana”
“oh yes ma, what time will dinner be?”
“Jam eight”
“Dad tagged?”
“Neg. The dinner was just mama, you, temen mama and his son”
“Mama's menu? Which one?”
“Ohh the it”
“Yes, he said who knows if you want to be with his son. Keep mama together temen mama so besan”
“Idihh.. anyways who wants to marry” I said with a sniffle.
“Can't do that. It is not good to refuse people, if you are not suitable yes do not try to marry, mama is not maksa”
“Yes yes, yaudah I am up yes. Bye mama” I said as I waved like a child
Some time passed so quickly, until now the time has shown at eight. Soon I went down the stairs, where my mother was dressed neatly and elegantly. From the kitchen he approached us and asked.
“Where are you going? How come it's neat? No more dad anymore?” he said while sipping a cup of coffee
“Mau dinner together temen” reply mom
“Set the father's son to where?” ask me
“Taken with mama”
“Maa, why weren't you invited? Shame on bringing dad?”
“It's not that. It's a girl's business anyway. Father at home just keep the house while watching bola”
“Hmm yaudah deh dad at home again, don't forget to send a snack for dad”
“Siapp dad” reply
“Kalo gitu mama sama Desyana depart first yes, Yah”
“Iya”
Mama and I said goodbye while kissing my father's hand.
***
(POV Bu Ranti)
“Haris, you have to hear what mom says! Pokonya you should be able to take the heart of mama's friend and also his son”
“Kok me anyway ma? Males lah”
“There are no males. Mom wants you to marry mama” friend's son
“Mamah like this, anyways Haris already has a girlfriend. Mama knows dong”
“You must understand, Haris! Mom doesn't want to know”
“Now quickly you change clothes, because mama wants to invite you to dinner”
“Solar mama”
“Just mama wait another five minutes”
“Lagian mom why maksa Haris? Haris should know the reason”
“OK, so the reason.........................”.
“Hmm okay, but Haris will never break up with Haris”'s girlfriend
“Oke, how are you. Anyway for now you should nurut”
“Baik”
(POV Bu Ranti end)
***
“Ma, where are we having dinner?” ask my mom who is focused on driving
“We had dinner at the restaurant selebew dear, the new resto was”
“Ohh”
“Which why? Gapapas. Mama focus on nyetirnya”
My mom focused on the streets. My phone vibrated again. This time I don't want to ignore it.
After some time, we arrived at our destination. There are Tumbler lights that decorate every room in the restaurant. I think this restaurant is better called a cafe than a restaurant.
I saw mama glancing to the right and left trying to find her friend, it turned out that mama's friend was right at the front desk. He waved his hand at Mama while calling her name.
My mom and I approached her immediately.
“Sorry yes lama” says mom
“However, we also just arrived. Please sit”
Mom and I sat on the bench that was available. Mama also ordered Sundanese specialties such as nasi liwet and side dishes.
“Oh yes, know this my son his name is Haris”
“Greetings, I am Haris” said the boring man
“This is my only beloved son, his name is Desyana”
“Hay” my word is short
Mama also talked to her friend, I don't know what they were talking about, I don't care much about it. I grabbed a flat object in my bag, it turns out that the person who sent me messages while on the street was Randika.