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Aura

"Mamaaa, I don't like it if it's forbidden to walk with the guy I like" I shouted loudly so that mom stopped her nagging.

"This oracle is all for your good! That guy is no good to you!" yelled mama with no less loud.

"Where do you know she's not good?"

"The look from his face" Mama still did not want to lose.

"Huh? This is what I don't like about my mom, just looking outside and judging." I gave a pissed expression. I was tired of telling my mom that men were kind and considerate.

"Just mom doesn't like you as much as that guy!"

"Why do you always deny me the same guys I like?"

"Because the guy you like always looks like a thug," Marta folded her arms to her chest and turned her face away.

"Whatever your mother, I don't care" I went into the room and locked myself back in.

***

This is what happens often in my house. Almost every day there was a fight between me and my mother. Small things can be big and exhausting. The stubborn mother lowered her nature to me, as her only daughter.

Oiya, introduce my name Gamalia Saputri, papa used to call me Lia, while mama was happy to call me with the call of Gamal. Like the name of the man, because the mother deliberately gave the name in order to feel having a son.

Maybe because it was the time to give birth to me, my mother experienced a very severe situation. The situation occurred because the mother's uterus was quite thin, which resulted in her uterus damaged and finally she was told by the doctor that she could no longer give birth. Mom wants to have a boy.

Unlike my mother, my father was very happy to see my birth. He always tries to meet all my needs. He worked his bones to support his family and tried to provide whatever I needed. It's just that because he was too busy looking for money, he forgot that his son also needed a figure of himself.

Maybe that was the beginning of why I was never happy living in this family. And since 6th grade I've started going out, because I love it when guys look up to me, ask me to go to malls, movie theaters, and entertainment venues. Because it could please my heart and make me forget the bleak state of the house.

***

It's me, I'm 20 now. I was studying at a private university in Jakarta. Many men admire me for my charming face, he said. They also say that I have a beautiful face and a sexy body.

With all of that, I can easily get a girlfriend. Breaking up from one guy tomorrow already got a new boyfriend, and so on so that I don't remember how many times I've changed girlfriends.

This is Pak Bakti and Bu Marta, they are my parents. They are both romantic together. Mama can be like an angel when she meets papa, and stutters me like I'm not around. The two of them would rather spend some time together, only if they remembered just calling me.

The most important thing is that I can breathe a sigh of relief if there is a papa at home because that means mama will not nag me much.

Pak Bakti is an assistant manager in his office. The manager who is also the boss likes the Pak Bakti work system that is fast and thorough so wherever the Boss goes Pak Bakti must also come along.

Meanwhile, Ms. Marta is just a housewife who likes to spend her husband's money. She loves online shopping, almost every week there are packages that come to the house.

***

That night, I just got home from my office. I who was lying in the room immediately went out of the room and approached him.

"Where's my seat?" I said as papa just sat on the living room couch.

While taking off his shoes papa suddenly fell silent.

"Don't tell me papa forgot?"

"What kind of deposit?" tanyanya's confused.

"I'm not nitip bought in a bag, papa forgot? I've learned many times, if you go to Singapore do not forget to buy Channel bags," I said annoyed.

"I'm sorry Lia, not that papa forgot but there is no time for shopping. There papa a lot of work and must always nemenin Boss."

"Oh, come on for a reason, say I forgot."

"Have it been, you're papa just coming home and getting angry," said the mother who walked from the kitchen. "Let's eat first! Mama masakin papa's favorite beef soup."

"Well, do you want to eat?" yelled my mom from the kitchen.

Because my stomach was hungry, I chose to eat with them.

"Your oracle is that if you eat, don't pout! You should be thankful for dinner tonight. Try bandingin' with the people out there?" reproof mama.

"Why should I want people out there anyway, they are no less happy than me," I murmured and wanted to finish my meal immediately.

My mother smiled cynically at me. "Oh yes, old boss papa is fine after returning from Singapore?"

"Well, ma, even though he's old, he's still strong. Hm, oh yeah, what a coincidence that we all got together here,"

"What's pa?" ask mama curious.

"Tomorrow we and our family are invited to the boss for dinner at his house. Looks like there's something to tell you."

"I'm not coming."

"You should go with Lia!" firmly papa.

"What's the matter why I have to come?"

"Just why the hell, all you marry the same people who are the source of our family income," exclaimed mama.

"Tomorrow I have a promise with you," I said without caring, said my mother.

"Bonded first his promise. Anyway, tomorrow you have to come!"

"Even at least promise that thug."

"Hm okay." I spent the last mouthful and went into the room. Before leaving the dining table I did not forget to give a cynical look to the mama who always sucks.

***

The next day after coming home from college, my mother was already welcoming the door. I who was back home in a taxi just relaxed because mama must have no reason to nag me.

"Gamal you'll wear the clothes you've prepared in your bed."

"What kind of employer is this mama, new people also up to the house."

"Fifth hour must be ready and we will go to the boss papa's house" said the mother as she passed away.

I had no choice, after taking a shower I also wore the clothes that my mother prepared.

A short, knee-length dress span was already stuck to my body. My curves are getting sexy after wearing this shirt. My mom is the smartest person to choose clothes.

I also like to wear sexy clothes, very comfortable to wear this shirt. "By adding makeup polish to my face, more and more people will love me" I said in front of the mirror.

Teeeett.teeetc..

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