2 A WOUNDED HEART
May I Kiss You?

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In a cafe, two beautiful women of different ages sit. One uses a veil, and the other does not.

"Thank you, May. You've been willing to fulfill my mother's request to meet," said the woman huddled with moca who was none other than Miss Maryam-mother Fadhil.

"Yes, Mom. After all at home I have no job, so have enough free time." Actually Maya has a job that is selling online, only she has just pioneered her business and has not been too busy.

"Oh, yeah. What's your son doing, May?" Miss Maryam reopened the conversation. He did not want to rush to tell the true intent of the meeting at noon today.

Maya looks down and notices her son eating baby biscuits on his lap. The woman smiled at how greedy the Linga was to eat until her mouth and cheeks were smudged. A few seconds later, he looked back at his interlocutor.

"Linga can stand, Mom. He also began to learn to walk while holding on to walls or edges of furniture. Besides, he likes to babble." Maya conveys the development of the child with a feeling of happiness.

"Great yeah, Kei was able to walk when he was 14 months old, he was a little late." Miss Maryam recalls the golden age of her beloved granddaughter.

"Every child develops differently, ma'am."

"Yes, you're right, son." Miss Maryam nodded. The woman was still looking for a word to begin with her heart intent.

"Have, honey? Let's clean your mouth and hands, shall we?" Maya takes a wet tissue from her bag, then cleans the face and hands of the Linga that was dirty because of the biscuits she had eaten.

"Sir..." After her face was clean, the baby immediately pointed towards her milk bottle that was on the table. (Susu)

"This, darling. Drink carefully, yes!" Maya stabbed the bottle with the milk in the phallus.

Seeing the warm interaction between mother and child makes Maryam's mother more convinced to make Maya as a connecting mother for Kei.

"May, there's actually something I want to talk to you about." Not wanting to buy any more time, Maryam decided to convey her heart to invite Maya to meet.

Maya noticed her interlocutor seriously, she felt curious as well as anxious. "W-What's up, Mom?"

"Do you want to take care of my granddaughter, May?"

"Mom, Kei?" ask Maya to make sure.

"Yes, Kei is my only grandson."

Maya seemed to think. "What does it mean to take care of Kei how do you, Mom? Did Mom ask me to be the mother's granddaughter's baby sitter?"

Miss Maryam shook her head. "Not a baby sitter, but caring for her as a mother."

Deg

"W-what?" Maya shocked. "Mother?" repeated is unsure.

"Yes, I want you to be Kei's mother, May." Miss Maryam grabbed Maya's hand on the table and held it.

"But why should I, Mom? Where's mama Kei going?"

Miss Maryam bowed sadly. "Kei lost her mother the day after she was born into this world."

Deg

Maya gaping, he does not know if it turns out Kei's mother is dead. It was only fitting that Kei asked her to be his mother.

"How's May, you want to, right?" Miss Maryam looked at Maya with hopeful eyes.

"Being Kei's mother, I'm ready, ma'am. He is a sweet and cheerful boy. I don't think it's gonna be hard to take care of him."

Miss Maryam smiled with relief. "You're serious, aren't you, May?"

"Yes, Mom." Maya answered confidently. He wanted to give Kei a mother's affection, a pity that the little girl had never had since she was born into this world.

"Thank you very much, May. You're so nice, mom's so happy if you can be a part of us."

"Hm?" Maya was a little confused to hear the last word Maryam said, she wanted to ask, but Lingga who was in her lap began to whine.

"May, I'll tell Fadhil this later" said Maryam.

"Yes, Mom." Maya answered quickly, at this time he was busy calming the Linga who thrashed asking to go down.

"Thank God... Maya is ready, just convince Fadhil, "the inner hooded old woman.

.......

"Mom!" Radi who just came home after tired of working all day in the office was welcomed by his son Rina. The toddler ran towards her when the door of the house opened. (Master)

"Well!" he said while showing the gift cars from Radi last night. (Main)

"Later on, son. Now I want to clean up first." Radi gently rubbed Reyhan's head then got up and left the toddler in his place.

"Hehe..." The toddler laughed. He touched the head that had been rubbed by the mother's master. "Uan aik" he said. (Good sir)

.... ...

At dinner, Radi asks Maya and her son to come eat together at the dinner table. It felt so lonely if he had to eat his food alone.

"Buna, au ayul!" Reyhan Pinta. He pointed towards the clear sub bowl. (Mother, want some vegetables)

"Yes, son." Rina took soup containing sliced potatoes, carrots and broccoli. Reyhan loves vegetables. Understandably, when in the village he more often eat simple food that is the result of local farming.

"Your son is very smart, May!" praise Radi. He was so happy when he saw a child who was greedy to eat without having to choose food. The man remembered the moment when he lived in the parlor first. Although often eat simple food, but he and the children there always eat greedily. It feels like he hasn't been there for a long time.

"Thank you, sir." Rina returns to feed Reyhan. He will eat after his son is full. That's how a mother is.

.......

"Darling, tomorrow we're looking for a ring, huh?" take the chakras after they finish dinner. Now they are relaxing in the living room. Cakra likes to spend time at Ajeng's house, he goes home when he will sleep.

"Isn't it too soon, Mom?" ask Ajeng.

"Time is too narrow, especially later surely mother will take you to the boutique to sew clothes for our engagement" replied Cakra.

"Mas, does our engagement have to be a party, huh?"

"Why don't you want a party?" Cakra stared in his lover's eyes.

"Come, Mas. This is our second marriage. I feel a little embarrassed about having to throw a party." The woman conveyed her heart.

"Just relax, this isn't a big party. I told mom. We will only invite relatives and closest friends," explained Cakra.

Ajeng breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, then it's okay, Mom."

"Our wedding party has to be festive, baby?" canda Cakra's.

Ajeng. "Shame, Mas. The same widow period married widows should be a great feast of all. Isn't it too much?"

"No, you must be queen on our happy day." Cakra poking chin Ajeng, ignorant.

"Ih, Mum!"

"Jeng, can I kiss you?"

Deg

"W-what?" Ajeng gulped as he stared at Cakra's eyes which looked at him fixedly. Then his gaze descended on the man's pink lips, looking healthy from not smoking.

Not getting an answer, Cakra immediately brought his face closer to Ajeng. Spontaneously, the woman closed her eyes.

1 second. 2 seconds. 3 seconds...

Ajeng's heart had been beating unsteadily waiting for the touch of Cakra's lips on his lips, but after waiting for a few seconds, it did not happen either. He then opened his eyes.

"Hahaha, why are her lips so puffy, baby?" Cakra laughed looking at Ajeng's adorable face.

"Ish, Mas Cakra!" Ajeng who was upset because Cakra was raving at him just hit the man's arm. "You pissed me off, Mas. Look out!"

Cup

Ajeng sculpts when Cakra steals a kiss on his lips. The woman's cheeks slowly turned pink.

"Bas-hmph..."

Cakra silences Ajeng with a long kiss. Remember, just a kiss.

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