I Love You My Step Mother
Love Slave

Seconds change to minutes, minutes change to hours, hours change to days, days change to weeks, weeks change to months and days change to night, such is the time.

Two children and a stepmother are in a state of romance. So far, although the two love each other but their status has not changed and remains the same. That's reality.

It can be said that love is both heartbreaking. Each has a taste, but cannot have each other. Sometimes it comes to mind, to go to a faraway place. Wading through the ark of love and anchored in the dock of happiness. However, they broke it. Because, Alfira can still think sane, after all it is impossible to end that easily. He is aware of love and complicated situations then if he complies with his feelings, the situation will be more chaotic.

So, can they be together someday? by when? how-to? Clearly, both are struggling with their own minds.

That morning in the kitchen, Alfira who was brewing coffee for her husband was shocked by the presence of two hands of a teenager from behind who coiled tightly around her stomach.

"Andrian, isn't he?" Alfira whispered. He circled his gaze in all directions to make sure there was no Reza in the room. Could serious!

"Papa, outside again just wash the car quietly," Andrian whispered.

Alfira painstakingly let go of both hands and succeeded. He turned his body back, looking at the face of the man who seized his heart. Alfira looked at Andrian exasperatedly.

"You don't know the place!" the thrill then passed away carrying a tray with a cup of coffee on it. Andrian was just a whimper. For Andrian, even though Alfira was upset and angry he would still look beautiful, that's how the mind bucin.

***

It was late at night, but Alfira could not close her eyes. His stomach called for filling. Finally he rushed to the kitchen to find food, but the stock was up, he forgot to shop. There are no instant noodles.

Due to laziness to cook, he returned to his room to lay down his body next to Reza who was sound asleep. Alfira grabbed his net lying on the nightstand, opened social media and updated the status on Whatsapp.

'It's midnight hungry but no food' he lamented.

Andrian who was opening Whatsapp accidentally read Alfira's status. Realizing that his soulmate was starving, his uncle's soul reacted. Immediately he stood up, grabbed the key of his sport bike deep in the drawer of the nightstand, then rushed to slide looking for something.

Alfira who was busy measuring the sosmed veranda frowned in surprise because Andrian suddenly contacted him at midnight.

"Hurry out of the room" said the person across the street. Soon Alfira got up to open the door of the room and he found Andrian was in the middle room.

"Now" Andrian said, offering a plastic bag containing a packet of fried rice, Alfira happily accepted it. It just so happened that he was hungry, and Andrian brought him food. There was a sense of haru enveloping his heart.

"Get it, yeah."

As Andrian turned his back to leave, Alfira held his arm, seconds later a warm embrace filled with affection shocked Andrian from behind.

"Thanks, Dri-chan. I love you,” said Alfira moved.

A happy smile was imprinted on Andrian's face, along with his heart beating unabashedly.

***

"Ra, you still think about it, huh?" asked Mira who was washing her hands in the toilet sink.

"I don't know Mir, I just feel weird about the two of them. The time of stepson and stepmother nyampe is as close as it is rich people are dating again," replied Rara who was reflecting on applying lipbalm on her lips.

"Lo mah negative mulu wonder!" timpal Mira's.

"Eh Mir, you know what?" Rara hung up her words, before saying Rara was wailing to make sure there were only the two of them in the toilet.

"A few days ago when I went home from school, I stopped at Alfamart. Incidentally I saw a car in Andrian parking in front of Alfa, in the room there is Bu Al."

"Yes there is Miss Alfira inside, they will go home together!" Mira responded annoyed. Still Rara discussed it, it was bad to think to Andrian and Alfira.

Rara turned the puffed-up eyeball. "Ish ... Dengerin I wasn't finished yet! Do you know what they're doing in the car?"

"Well?" mira asked curiously, and finally unconsciously they were having fun.

"They hugs ...."

Bruk!

The rich girl stepped closer towards the two with a waistline. "What did the two of you say?" ask Siska flat.

Mira and Rara's mouth clenched, the body suddenly tense. They glanced at each other with pale-looking faces.

'Apes is me, there is the grandmother attached, since when he was in the WC anyway ...' Rara is scared.

'Damn it, Napa tuh grandma drop by even nongol?' Mira was confused.

As if understanding what to do, Rara and Mira exchanged lyrics, giving the code to immediately hit the gas. Furthermore, without warning they ran out of the room because they were lazy and ogah dealing with Siska the bully.

"Yeah! You!!" siska exclaimed with angry glaring eyes.

***

In the classroom, Siska was sitting daydreaming while propping up her chin with her left hand. Orolan Mira and Rara in the toilet she accidentally heard kept ringing. Several times he dismissed the strange prejudices that were struggling in his mind.

Sometimes Siska was astonished. Lately Andrian often prioritizes Alfira over him. However, Siska tried to think positively, maybe it was just his time as a child. He did not want to be consumed by the rumors that Rara talked about a few minutes ago.

However, suspicion suddenly lingered in his brain. "Ish, did I think something weird anyway?" murmured Siska tried to brush off the suspect.

***

The sound of the bell rang, Reza got up from the sofa and immediately walked to open the door.

"Eh, Siska," Reza smiled as she realized the guest was the child's lover.

"Siang, Om," Siska replied with a cute smile.

However, Reza frowned when he saw Siska carrying a small suitcase beside him. Before asking he invited Siska to come in. "Yes in, yuk."

Nodding, Siska followed Reza to the living room and settled down.

"Bi ... Bring a drink for Siska!" reza shouted at Bi Narsih who happened to pass by, walking from the top floor to the kitchen.

Bi Narsih turned his head, then nodded obediently. "Yes, Sir."

Reza's attention was again focused on Siska's suitcase he had brought with him.  "Where are you going to take your suitcase?" ask Reza astonished. Is the girl going to run away from home? Reza's no-no

"You're nginep here. Can you, Om?" Siska deliberately did not tell Andrian that he would stay, the plan he would give a surprise.

Reza thought for a moment. There is a sense of relief apparently Reza's guess was wrong. Turns out to stay the night, anyway, Inner Reza.

"Oh, I can." Without a second thought Reza allowed it. Besides not too worried because there is Alfira's presence there, so Reza thinks the two teenagers can be monitored if they do things that are not.

Siska lately often visit Andrian's house, automatically Reza and Siska to get to know each other. Sometimes Siska has also considered Reza as a candidate-in-law, although it is not clear they are a match or not.

"Yes very good, let Alfira have something. You see Om will not be at home for two days," said Reza again grabbed the newspaper on the table that was delayed to read.

Hearing that, Siska was happy. His face became so cramped. "Thank you, Om." Reza responded with a nod.

Bi Narsih came carrying two glasses of orange juice, keeping it on the table. "Diminished, Neng."

"Yes, thank you Bi." Siska gave a faint smile. Bi Narsih then resigned.

"Where's Andrian, Om? Is it in the room?" Siska wobbly combing around, trying to find Andrian's whereabouts but nil. Haven't seen the trunk of his nose.

"Andrian, again shopping to the minimarket with his mother," said Reza while opening the newspaper.

There is a sense of unease when you find out that the idol is accompanying his stepmother out there. Mood Siska changed instantly. How not, the conversation of the two girls in the toilet was back ringing in his mind.

'Is that how close they are?'  his heart wondered.