I Love You My Step Mother
Jealous

Andrian POV

I don't know the impulse from which I dare to hold his hand. Just wanted to feel the warmth coming into contact with his fingers.

Sometimes I'm overwhelmed. My desire to throw this feeling at him has not worked. Instead of disappearing from the heart, it was getting tighter and tighter. Want to throw, even more attached. The feeling is as if it is embedded in the heart, stored in memory.

We were silent in silence, and suddenly he let go of my arms. His behavior is wrong.

"The fried banana I put there, you eat ya." Ms. Alfira looked nervous, after which she passed away from my room.

For a moment I was stunned. Not the fried banana I wanted, but you. I can only make myself unable to speak. How unfortunate I am, who can only love but cannot have.

***

The sun was beginning to hide, the sky looked orange. This afternoon in the parking lot, I accidentally saw Rara. This might be the right time to talk to him about Siska's treatment last time.

I patted him on the shoulder from behind. Rara jumped a little as she turned her body."Ra."

Rara looked at me."Uh, Ka Andrian. What's up?" his tanyanya accompanied by a faint smile.

"I want to apologize for Siska's treatment of you" I said to the point.

Rara turned her gaze away from me and the smile slowly faded away. "I can't forgive him yet, Ka." It is only natural that Rara refuses to forgive. Sisma's treatment of her is outrageous and I can understand.

Sighing heavily. Thinking about Siska's behavior at school makes this self-indulgent. But anyway, it was my girlfriend.

Mengulum smiled, then I pat her shoulder slowly. "It's okay I understand."

A faint smile appeared on Rara's face. "Thank you, Ka. I understand."

"Yes, Ra."

When these eyes flashed in any direction, I accidentally caught someone peeking out of the windshield. The way he looked at us both looked really bad. It was as if we were the prey that would be pounced upon by a savage beast.

Siska. I saw him looking doomed annoyed with a sharp look. I understand how he feels. Siska's jealous!

I took my eyes off him. Same with Rara. Aware of being watched by Siska, Rara's face immediately turned deathly pale. Was he so scared?

"I'll go first Ka, I'll see you later."

Rara ran away from me, occasionally looking at me. I give a wave of hands with careful meaning on the road.

***

The night is late. However, these eyes could not be closed. Maybe because my stomach feels hungry, from that moment screaming. Get up from the bed, then get out of bed. Opening the door and walking away.

As I passed by papa's room, my steps were blocked. Intrigued, I brought my ears closer to the door and the sounds of moaning and ****** someone.

'Daddy*n!' I cursed in my heart. This hunger suddenly disappeared replaced with a jarring jealousy. If I wasn't curious, I shouldn't have heard that voice. You stupid Andrian!

I hate! I hate hearing that voice. With gasping breath and tightness in the chest. I returned to the room with an immeasurably broken feeling.

***

In the morning, I sat in front of the dinner table. My chest rumbled back, when I accidentally saw a 'possession mark' imprinting on his neck. Last night's mark, not a mosquito bite and I know who else did it.

Imagining them making out makes me hurt. I'm hurt, I'm jealous, I'm upset and I'm sick of this complicated feeling.

"Andrian, ko you even dumbfounded and stand still? Sit down, we have breakfast." I was silent not poking at the words of papa who was sitting looking at me in wonder. "Andrian?" Papa frowned confused by my stupefied behavior earlier, as well as Ms. Alfira.

Regardless of papa, I immediately let go just like that. Stepping out carrying a carry bag and helmet that I had saved on the sofa.

"Andrian! You don't eat breakfast, son?!" papa shouted loudly from inside and his screams could still be heard to the yard.

***

Alfira POV

My eyes are still staring at the television screen. However, the mind rages. I looked at the analog clock on the wall hanging. Twelve o'clock in the night, but Andrian hasn't come home yet. When this morning, he looked strange, his cold attitude reappeared. Today he also skipped. Andrian was an exemplary student. I was so nervous thinking about it.

Tonight is so quiet. Sometimes I feel lonely. Last afternoon, Mas Reza sent me a message that he had to get out of town again to take care of his client. Now, it's getting busy.

The sound of someone banging on the door rattled me from the daydream. Get up off the couch, I'm gonna move this leg to the sound. After the door opened, my eyes were perfectly rounded. Because Andrian was on the sling of Ferdi my student. He looks unconscious. Did Andrian faint? Or ...

I lift up next to my eyebrows a sign of astonishment. "What happened to him?" I was confused and worried.

Before replying to my question, Ferdi nimbly walked back to the living room and laid Andrian on the sofa. A tired breath sounded out from his mouth.

"Andrian's drunk, Mom. He drank too much" Ferdi said to me. I didn't think the boy had been drinking. Did Andrian have a problem?

Walking closer, I asked, "Why can he drink that much?"

Shaking his shoulders, Ferdi seemed to have no idea. "Secover love times Mom, hehe," she chuckled back.

"He didn't tell you the same story? Or ... Does he like to drink?" manya.

"Andrian ... just had a drink this time, ma'am."

"You're the one who took him?" I squinted suspicious eyes as he ruffled his waist.

Ferdi slightly flinched, panicking. He shook fast. "Ng-no ko, ma'am. It's his own will. If Ferdi mah only nemenin and do not follow the drink," he replied stammered.

"Totally? Later do not report BK teacher, if someday you are caught drinking too!" my firmness.

"I-yes, Mom. Excuse me, ma'am it's late. Bye, Mom!" exclaimed Ferdi with a thousand steps running fast towards the door after getting a threat from me. What the hell try?! High School boy has dared to drink hard! Just watch out I won't stay silent. This generation of people must be clean from such things.

Standing frozen staring at the child who was lying limp on the sofa. I sighed softly looking at her current state.

"Aarrghht! I hate you and everyone else!"

Andrian's chatter made my forehead shrivel in confusion. Did he just slink? Or dreams? Suddenly he screamed. Bizarrely.

I tried to get closer, and sat on the edge of the sofa adjacent to him. Watching the tangled face was clingy. The smell of alcohol was faint. Baffled. What caused him to get drunk this much?

Andrian was still closed, a moment later he muttered, "i love you, Al ...."

I'm confused, confused.

The al? Who's Al?