Can It Be Us?
MOTHER'S ADVICE

Ashana breaks down her tired body after working in the office. He looked at the wall clock. It's 16:40. Achazia must have arrived at his apartment.

"Where is my phone?" Ashana fingered the mattress looking for a cell phone. He remembered that his phone was still in the bag.

Ashana

Have you reached home yet?

After sending a message to Achazia, Ashana put the phone next to her. When sending a message to Achazia earlier, he saw a message sent by an unknown number. He remembered that the message had been sent while he was still in the office.

Ashana turned on her phone again to check the message.

0812********

If you're starting, don't expect you to run away before the game's over.

Ashana frowned confused. Who sends a message like this? "This must have been misdelivered." He said he was sure the number was sent wrong.

After feeling well enough, Ashana got up and cleaned up. She is not the kind of woman who will spend hours in the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later he was out of the bathroom.

"Ashana?"

Ashana looked at her mother who had just opened the door. "Why Ma'am?"

"Let's eat first." Say Mother. Ashana nodded and Mom closed the door again.

After she finished wearing the clothes, Ashana came out to eat. At the dinner table there are Mother, Father and Andri.

"Well, what's the menu now?" Ashana said as she pulled up the chair to sit down.

"The menu is now my favorite meal."

"Aren't all foods your favorite?" Said Ashana who immediately invited the laughter of Mother and Father.

"I mean the one I like best among all the things I like."

"You always talk like that. Today the menu is my favorite meal. All your favorite foods."

"As far as you are, brother. I'm hungry." Said Andri who immediately spooned rice and side dishes to his plate.

"How's your job?" Ask Father.

Ashana nodded her head several times with her mouth chewing food. "Good."

The dinner was done quietly. Every day is like that too. When finished Ashana chose to help Mother clean the dining table after eating.

"no need. You go to the room. You must be tired." Mom said while preventing Ashana from bringing a pile of dirty dishes into the kitchen.

Ashana smiles. "If I'm tired of winning, you're not tired?"

"No, I'm not tired." Mom will take over the pile of dirty dishes that are in Ashana's hands but directly kept away by Ashana.

"It's okay. I'm not tired either." Ashana said subtly.

"No, you're tired. I know."

"Yes, that means I'm tired too. I know that."

Mom ruffled waist. This kid is really stubborn huh. He pulled Ashana's ears softly. But it can make Ashana grimace sick.

"Aw! Sick Mom!" Ashana Ringis. After Mom took off her jewelry, Ashana rubbed her aching ear. Though ordinary.

"You're so stubborn. Yeah, come on." Mother said with a smile.

Ashana let out her grin. He's walking to drill Mom into the kitchen.

"Mother," Call Ashana.

"Hm?"

"You'll feel it later if you're married. Oh yes, I forgot. You'll marry a conglomerate's son. There must be a lot of helpers who will help you. Oh, I was wrong again. They won't help you. But they're the ones who do it." Said Mom joking.

"Who? I just have no plans to get married. Who am I going to marry?"

"Achazian. Who else." Reply Mom relax.

"Ih, Mother. I may not have married Achazia."

After Mom finished bringing all the dirty cutlery, she helped Ashana wash the dishes. "Do you ever have such thoughts?"

"What-like?" Ashana did not understand.

"As before. If you could've married not Achazia."

"Oh, yes. Why why?"

"You love her?"

Ashana chuckles. "Of course, Mom. If I didn't love her for me to date her?"

"Then why do you think you can't marry him?"

Ashana smiles. "Mom, he comes from a wealthy family. Not comparable to me. His family also looked very much if they married their family members. So I feel like I'm not gonna get away with it." Her speech.

Mom smiled. After he finished washing all the cutlery, he took Ashana to sit down. "Listen Mother. Mother also thinks of you that we are not comparable to them. We have to be self-conscious. But, Mom changed her mind. If we look at caste continuously, when will we be happy? Can marrying an equal woman make us happy? Is it with challenges that seem impossible to face you deserve to give up and give up your happiness? No, it's not like that. Relieve if it has struggled but has not produced anything, at least you have fought for your own happiness. Don't be forced if he's not the right person. God knows what's best for you." Say Mother. He rubbed Ashana's gentle mane.

Ashana was silent at Mother's advice. Right, that's exactly what Mom said. How could he give up before facing? If Achazia is his happiness is it wrong to fight for that happiness?

"Even if it's against his family?"

Mother nodded. "Yes, prove that you can match Achazia even though your degrees are different. Don't minder. You deserve to be happy."

Ashana smiles. He hugged Mom. I always encouraged her even though Ashana told me nothing. As one knows without having to be told.

"Have, now you rest." Say Mother.

"I'm not sleepy yet Mom."

"A rest when you're sleepy?" Say Mother.

Ashana clucking. Why is his mother so smart to answer the reason anyway? Ashana let go of her embrace. "All right, I'll take a break." He said and Mom nodded.

After a brief peek at Mom's cheek, Ashana enters the room. He did not know that his mother was shaking her head at his behavior. Although Ashana is an adult, but she is still a little girl in the eyes of her mother.

As Ashana walked into the room, her phone shook. Ashana immediately picked up her phone lying on the bed.

*Achazia

I've arrived. Tumben you asked?

Ashana

You're this. If I didn't ask you, you'd think I didn't care. If I ask you even like this*.

Ashana smiles. Even with the attitude of Achazia like that, it even makes him more unwilling to lose the man.

One message came from the same number. An unknown number. Ashana's finger moved open it.

0812********

Ashana, prepare.

"Actually whose number is this?" Ashana Mumbles.

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