Carmen's Love Trap
Now Just Aware?

Tare

"Really, Gas? My son made a baby like that? Baby pantes are so angry! Tuh son yes, pinter doang lesson problem but turn big zero life problem! I'll talk at length, Gas! Now, can I see Baby?" I asked Agas.

"Can't! Surely you want to persuade Baby, right so as not to divorce Zaki? No need, Tar, if your arrival only makes Baby become the same decision. The boy was calm, no longer crying. If their soul mate gets here, jaudah. How else would you like? Instead of them constantly being forced, the edges even hurt each other? Leave them alone with their own destiny. Who knows, they'll be so much happier?" reject Agas.

I know, if Agas has made his decision, it's hard to shake. Dance did not help me at all. She obeyed her husband, if he had willed. Finally, I gave up. I also returned home empty-handed. There's nothing but knowing that my son has done something to hurt Baby.

Arriving at home, Zaky immediately charged at me with many questions. He asked why I was going too fast? What did Baby say? Does Baby want to talk to her? How did both parents react Baby?

I didn't answer it straight away. I need a drink before I ramble at length on this kid.

"Ma, wad of dong answer! How long is it? You don't know what, if I'm curious? From then on, I kept looking at the window. I'm waiting for Mama to come home. I went downstairs right away when I saw Mama coming out of Abi's house. How did Ma get it?" whining Zaky.

I put an empty glass on the table. I then took the long beans that I had prepared to cook and I took Zaky's leg. The boy was complaining of pain. "Okay, Ma! How is my sabet mom anyway? Mama not belain I even sabet foot again me! Pake the long beans again!" zaky Protest.

"Why indeed? You deserve Mama Sabet! Still good, Mama Sabet you wear long beans. Mama still want to take a whip kit has Papa for your sabet. Honey, Mama's afraid of being broken! That's Mama and Papa's secret property! You are, why is it just a business problem? The turn of the love problem is too slow! You realize you don't know if you're sick Baby knows!" my tirade is long.

"Yes, I know Ma. Cause I'm gonna be better with Baby. I want Baby to forgive me." replied Zaky.

"You know, your problem is not just a problem about you who failed to move on the same Goddess. Not just about Baby who has been waiting for your love but ended up in vain, or about your household is so bland as a vegetable without salt. Your household problems are worse. It looks good in front but inside it holds a lot of wounds. The worst is the last thing you do to a baby, it hurts more than waiting for 1 year!" my nag.

"What am I really doing, Ma? Yes, Baby did hear my conversation with the Goddess but the last time I talked to the Goddess was just a moment. The first time Baby hears both. Why did he overreact this time?" zaky said, apparently the child was still unconscious as well.

I raised my hand which was still holding a long bean and I sabet again. "Based on a cocky kid! Men have no heart! You still feel wrong again. You don't remember that night you were drunk! You did something that made Baby angry!"

"You want this long bean Mama to turn into a machete?" my threat.

"Mama what the hell? Why be so cruel! Ok I ngaku! I forgot Ma, I forgot when I was drunk. His name is also drunk. Good thing I called the driver to let me go home. His name is a heartbroken man, but that's the first way out I thought. I've said that if I don't remember, now Mama just say it to me, what have I done? Should I ask Baby? If he can I have a chat too I'll go live, Ma! I don't need to be threatened by Mama with a machete all!" oceh Zaky's.

"What you do is not much different from the story of the novel you said earlier. But not like a drunken market novel continues to sleep with the girl, they continue to be married forcibly, continue to fall in love with each other. Your story is different! You're making the wound in Baby's heart even more painful!" my nag.

"Must hurt? Not make it good?" zaky's answer even made me ride more black.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim! I think yesterday your head really got a bad bump with Wira! Why can't you think for yourself? Why are you getting more agile? Yes you already hurt Baby, not make it tasty. If it makes good it's different case of tofu! Because it was so hurt that the child asked to go home to his parents. If it feels good, he won't ask to go home, he'll ask for more!" answer me with annoyance.

"Yes, what am I doing Baby, Ma? Mamam muter-muter from earlier! I mean Baby for doing that? Baby forced me too. Same dong means!"

Countless times have I inhaled a deep breath and exhaled it. Countless times I have been concerned with my son's behavior. It was fortunate that he did not behave like this in front of Agas. Otherwise, he will definitely enter the ICU because he got a raw bogem Agas.

"That night you just kissed Baby" I replied. I'm not done talking yet, Zaky cut it first.

"Yes, just kiss doang! Really fucking lebai! Why anyway? Just kiss doang no problem dong?!" ask Zaky. Apparently the boy still didn't feel guilty either.

"Yes, if you just kiss and don't say anything, it won't be a problem. The problem is you kiss Baby, you keep praising her beautiful and make Baby very happy to hear it, but it turns out you are talking like gini: 'You are so beautiful, Wi'. Who wouldn't be hurt if they were treated like that? Now you just realized, right? That's why think!" my nagging while putting a long nut that has been broken back into the basin.

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