I Love You My Step Mother
Mouth Say No, Hearts Say Yes

"Andrian, here, son!" reza to his son.

Hearing his papa's call, Andrian quickly approached Reza and Alfira who were sitting in the TV room.

"What's up, Pah?"

Before saying anything, Reza looked at Andrian with a big, meaningful smile. Andrian who saw his father was confused.

"You, you're gonna have a sister, Andrian!"

"Yes ...!"

Andrian worked his eyes, looking around. Exhaling slowly calmed the irregular heartbeat, his hands wiping away the sweat on his forehead. For a moment he daydreamed and realized that tragedy was just a dream. Closing his eyes, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The handsome teenager looked up at the ceiling of the room, raised his hand and prayed, "Lord, please grant my prayer, lest Ms. Alfira get pregnant. Aamiin!"

***

The breakfast atmosphere at the dinner table was silent, only the clangs of spoons, forks and plates were heard. Alfria was busy washing used cooking utensils.

"Andrian, tomorrow Papa will go out of town, you take care of the house well," said Reza broke the silence.

Andrian turned his head for a moment towards his papa. While chewing food Reza continued," for three weeks Papa did not return home, Papa would take care of the branch of the business of fried chicken Papa outside the city which is rather problematic."

"Why, Pa?"

"The fried chicken restaurant in Magetan is on fire." Reza nodded her forehead dizzy.

Andrian widened his eyes in surprise. "I can't fire, Pah?"

"There's a lack of employees there. But luckily, there were no fatalities." Andrian breathed a sigh of relief then nodded in response. At first glance Alfira smiled thinly while looking at it for a while and then refocused on her work on the sink.

For three weeks, Andrian and Alfira would stay together, but Andrian felt less excited, between happy and not, because Andrian felt his relationship with Alfira was somewhat stretched.

All day these two people still have not been considerate. When you are in the car, at school, to go home as it is.

***

Enjoying the night atmosphere on the balcony of the room became a place to contemplate Alfira from her raging mind. I don't know, after Alfira found out about Andrian's feelings for her, she felt a little awkward.

Alfria decided to step away and ignore her stepson, so that she could throw off the sense that she could not understand. Alfira felt her feelings for Andrian were unnatural. He did not want to drag on maintaining his strange feelings.

Want to throw it, but until this moment the sense is still there. Like a seed Alfira did not want to grow, but the seed grew more and more fertile every second.

Alfira felt this feeling was strange. Is the taste of Andrian just simply amazed? Is it just like?

Or is it a feeling of love?

If love is then what is love?

"It's forbidden love" he murmured with emphasis.

However, deep down, somehow Alfrira felt longing for Andrian's attention and concern for him. Alfira wants Andrian to be around her, nurturing and protecting her.

Sometimes, jealousy comes when you see the closeness of Andrian with Siska. Alfira is not willing if Andrian gives more attention to other women. The same goes for Reza, the husband. His feelings for Reza were hollow, bland and empty. The relationship with Reza was just a obedient and serving wife, nothing more.

Reza should have filled his heart, but instead Andrian entered and perched in there.

Alfira's mouth continued to say, "this is not true. This can't happen. He's my stepson." However, the heart said, 'I miss her, her smile, her attention, the comfort of being around her and I want to stay by her side'

Alfira ruffled his hair in frustration, he already could not bear it. Alfira is stuck on Andrian's love.

***

Andrian POV

The rumbling of heavy rain in the middle of the night interspersed with thunder that continued to strike made my heart beat unruffled. I shuddered in fear, shuffled into bed, squatted my feet.

I can't deny that I'm afraid of lightning. But for some reason when in the car with him at that time, when it was raining heavily, my guts suddenly dared. Frightened Ms. Alfira immediately threw herself into my arms. I was happy to be able to calm down and embrace her. I wish there was a glimmer of hope to have it, but can it and when?

Suddenly this self lost spirit, considering that papa also looks very loving to Bu Alfira. Instantly I remembered the lyrics to the song 'the Virgin'

'You will always be stored in my heart, even though your body cannot be owned ...'

Jeder! (sound of lightning)

I gasped in shock when suddenly the sound of thunder and lightning bolts plus the lights that suddenly died made the entire room dark.

Wait, it looks like I've been listening to Ms. Alfira's voice yelling. Is he scared? Do I have to go to her room?

I thought for a moment. All right, looks like it should.

Picking up the phone lying right beside me, turning on the flash on the phone. After that, I rushed downstairs.

Directing the light beam of my cell phone flashlight in all directions. I opened the door slowly and soon saw it. He was curled up under the blanket.

I walked towards the bed and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Mom, is it okay?"

Hearing my voice, Ms. Alfira immediately opened her blanket, gasped and then turned to me with an expression of surprise and relief. "Andrian?"

"Yes, Andrian is here."

"When did you get in? Don't you realize you're in the room?" asked Ms. Alfira to change her position to sit down.

"Must, just want mastiin if Mom's okay," I said smilingly, I hope she can see it even though it's dark and only illuminated by a cell phone flashlight that I shined everywhere.

"Sorry Andrian just go in, don't knock on the door first." I feel disrespectful and unkind.

"It's okay." Ms. Alfira looked at me intensely with a short smile.

My body stiffened, cheeks heated up, and my heart was pumping faster than usual. Wh why? Because Ms. Alfira quickly approached and scattered herself into my arms. There was something dancing in the stomach like the wings of a butterfly.

"Mother was so scared, Andrian ..."

Ms. Alfria buried her face in the recess of my neck. I could feel an irregular warm sigh coming down, making this heart rumble. I was suddenly mute!

I gently stroked her soothing back.

"You can go get me first, can't you tonight? I'm afraid of the dark and the lightning" he said slowly. There is a sense of happiness at the same time awkward at the same time. How can I, in fact, a teenage boy, linger with a stepmother in the same room? Isn't that taboo?

However, neither can this self let him alone. All right, for Alfira's sake, whatever I do.

"I-yes ... Andrian te - temenin ko. Don't be afraid anymore, yeah." I don't know why I suddenly stammered.

"Thanks yes, Ndri."

"Hm."

***

Fifteen minutes passed, Ms. Alfira had not left my arms. For a moment I looked down at his face, apparently he was already sound asleep. His breathing began to be regular.

Looking back at that beautiful face that was now very close to me it felt like making this heart whistle happily. My eyes can not be closed because the heart is unceasingly pounding, like a drum rhythm dangdut.

Honestly, I like this situation. I could hug her, pay attention and look at her charming face. Although in minimal lighting, but his face exudes beauty and it makes me can not be separated to look at him.

Can it continue like this?

A long time in a position like this makes me a little sore. Want to move but not at the same time not feeling good so willingly I let it because I do not want Miss Alfira to wake up and on the other hand I am happy to be able to protect her, provide calm for her.

I don't know where the sudden urge of my hands itching to stroke that delicate cheek is full of pity.

"Ko's mom is really pretty, huh? It seems that I should thank God for creating a creature as beautiful as you" I muttered with a big smile.

These eyes don't seem to want to switch from looking at his face. The beautiful look of Ms. Alfira seemed to lock my two neutrals so as not to switch to looking at the others.

"Mother was very attractive, not only physically beautiful but also heart beautiful. The mother is gentle, friendly, smiling, polite and well mannered. My mother is also very mature and wise. My mom is smart and independent too. I love everything from Mom, let alone that smile of yours. If only you knew, I'd harbored these feelings for you for so long. I don't know, it's just that there's no woman other than you who's diverting my world. May I love you more than mother and son?"

My mouth smoothly revealed all the contents in my heart that had been hidden. If Ms. Alfira still realized where dare I express, considering the woman in my arms is my wife.

She was the surrogate mother I never expected to be my stepmother.