I LOVE YOU, ENCUS
My boy

Lampung 06:00 wib

Mira arrived by an online taxi she booked when she reached the terminal.

Andre, who was about to leave school, entered the house again when he saw Mira get out of the car. Without seeing how his brother was bending his sick hand in front of his stomach.

" Mother..... Mothers.... Brother Mira's home." He shouted, then came out again before his call was answered by the mother who was washing in the bathroom.

Andre ran out to meet Mira who was followed by Dony from behind carrying his bag.

For a moment Andre paused, observing Mira's overall appearance. Conditions were much different when Mira left the house 6 months ago.

Mira walked over, approaching Andre who was looking at her worriedly.

" Sister, what's with your hand? Why is your face so pale? And arms..... Geez, who dares to hurt your feet? Say." Andre's tone mixed between worry and anger into one, making Mira want to laugh amusedly at the sight of her sister.

" Where else is the injured brother?" Andre circled Mira's body looking for other injuries that might exist besides that, but did not find.

The wound was not on Ndre, but on my brother's heart.

Mira's smile disappeared looking at the figure running out of the house towards her who was still standing outside with Andre and Dony.

" Mom." Just a soft sound, like it was stuck in his throat. There was a sense of heaviness when he wanted to say the word, his mind went back to his father's speech at night.

" You're home, son? Why don't you tell mom?" Mother immediately embraced Mira's sculpting body. But undeniably he also misses people who are hugging him tightly, making him grimace because his hands are depressed his mother's body.

Feeling that something was stuck, Santi took off his embrace, set his eyes on the place where Mira's hand made her embrace feel uncomfortable.

" This is why? Then this scratch?" The typical worry tone of a mother who sees her child hurt. Not implying at all if the mother in front of him is not his mother.

Where possible?!

Mira still can't believe it.

" Come on in! This who?" Mom invites Mira and asks Dony who is behind Mira.

" It's Dony ma'am, who's taking Mira."

Mom was researching Dony's figure from top to bottom. Makes Dony uncomfortable.

" Mom, don't be. Let's go in. Mas Dony this is my home."

They entered the simple house of Mira's grandmother.

" Come straight to the dining room. Have breakfast there on Dony's deck."

Dony just nodded, feeling rattled by the name given by his mother Mira.

" I just wanted to say goodbye. Since Mira has also arrived safely, so I have to go back to work." Dony.

" What a hurry. Not breakfast. Come have breakfast with us. Bogor is far away, if only the neighbors mother, do not mind if the deck Dony directly home. Rest first, mom get her coffee ready." Mom drove Dony's body into the dining room. Mira just smiled at her mother.

" Mira to the room first."

Mira takes over the bag carried by Dony, but the mother forbids and chooses to bring Mira's bag to the room.

Seeing Mira having trouble taking off her jacket, mother immediately helped. Horrified by the wounds that look still new.

" Mom get me some medicine first. Breakfast in the room. I'll get ya." Said Mira's mother who rushed out of the room, but Mira held her mother.

" Later mom, there's still Dony. Mira just wants to go to the bathroom, full of this...." Mira patted her lower abdomen slowly. His mother nodded in understanding.

" Can you do it yourself? Need some help, mom?"

" No mom, Mira can do it."

Mira went straight into the bathroom in her room. Want to finish all the flavors he held during the trip.

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After Dony pampered. Mira who had taken a shower came out of the room to meet her mother who was cleaning dirty dishes.

Mira stared at the body from the kitchen door. Not getting close. Look closely at his mother who said his father was not his mother.

Nah! Her mother.

Mira stepped closer. Hugging her mother from behind made Santi's mother surprised. Stopping for a moment his activities cleaning the dishwasher. Give Mira time to finish her feelings.

" You miss mom?"

" We sit down first. I wonder why you could get hurt like this? Did they torture you? This is only in Indonesia you work, go home in this situation. You should be at home with mom. Eat no food if you can see you're okay, mom's pretty happy. You made me feel anxious these few days, it turns out to be true mother's premonition, if you're really sick." Speak to my mother with great anxiety.

Mom led Mira to sit on the couch in the tv room. Look closely at the face that looks grim.

" What's up?"

" Are you angry?" Ask Mira.

" Mom's not angry, but I'm worried about seeing you come home like this. I feel unable to if I have to let you go away from mom again. And it turns out that what you're afraid of is immortalized. You're hurt like this."

Mira's speechless. Duck. Not because she was afraid of her mother. But he felt himself very worried. Still talking about his father.

" Sir..."

Mother looked in wonder at Mira who seemed to want to say something.

" What's up?" answer mother.

Mira put her head in her mother's lap. Feel comfortable in the touch of his mother. Severe as if to feel that his mother is a figure that can not be replaced by anyone.

" Sir...."

Her mother just stroked her forehead until Mira's hair.

" Well, are you happy to have a kid like me?"

" What kind of question is that? Whatever the state of the child, the mother will be happy to have it. Don't ask me that strange!" Mom patted Mira softly on the forehead as she said that.

" Mom, am I a son of a bitch?"

" Whatever your nature, you're still a mother's son. What the hell are you? Did your head hit? Coming home from the chatter, how weird is this?"

" Mom, if for example there are people who say that Mira is not a mother's child, how? That's not possible, is it mom?"

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Santi's mother's hand stopped stroking Mira's head, feeling her heart as if it had stopped when Mira asked like that.

" This mother is your mother. Who would dare say that you are not a mother's child?"

" Mom loves me, right?"

" Of course, baby, if not sure you've been loving catfish when you cry for a small time doll."

" But mother fed her catfish to me and immediately bought me a stuffed doll to eat."

" That's because you cried because of hunger. The doll is just a gift from mom, because you want to eat. When you were a kid, you were hard to eat. Sometimes I think about not having another child. Enough you already made mom bother. But once you're big, Andre appears." Remember mother.

" When Andre was born I was how old was Mom?"

" 7 or 8 years old yeah, I forgot. Around that."

" 8 years old ma'am. Why is Mira's long-distance age the same Andre?"

" That's because you don't want your mother's affection when you're little to be divided. You're still too affectionate if you have to share your affection if you have another baby."

" Mom, why are you babysitting me?"

" Because you're a mother's son. What the hell are you this question long ago ngawur. Sleep there. Rest, let the spit be healed." said Santi's mother.

" Mom not working?"

" Where might the mother work when the mother's child is sick like this. Let's go to bed there quickly. Mom works at home. Nemenin's mother's son."

" Mother.... Can't Mira ask for anything?"

" What?"

" Hugs Mira."

Mother looked down at Mira's face on her lap.

His eyes were closed, but there was a circle that seeped out from the end of those two eyes. Mom rubbed with her finger.

" Mom will always hold you, until I can no longer move my hand. I'm not gonna let you go. Whatever you are, because you are my son."