I Love You My Step Mother
PDKT

Andrian POV

Finally, Ms. Alfira is officially my stepmother. I hate that status. I hate that wedding, too. When I saw Papa and Ms. Alfira hanging out at the wedding this afternoon, what a painful sight!

It was the worst day in my life, after my mother's death. Before the wedding was over, in the afternoon I booked a hotel room. At about seven o'clock in the evening I went to order a taxi.

Tonight, I decided not to go home. Don't ask. I will definitely not bear watching Papa and Ms. Alfira spend her first night in the room. It makes my heart even more broken.

Therefore, I must avoid. At least until they go on their honeymoon out of town, it'll be better for me.

Without changing clothes, I immediately laid down on the bed. Closing my eyes trying to forget the moment that was so heartbreaking.

***

The vibration of the cell phone woke me from a long sleep. I open my eyes slowly. Groaning rudely I was annoyed. Basic bullies! Who the hell is calling this early in the morning blind?!

Moaning, I blinked for a moment. I grabbed the phone on the side of the pillow. Papa's name is on call. Lazily, I picked up the call.

"Hallo?"

"Where are you, Andrian?!" Papa's voice snapped at the other end. I opened my eyes so surprised.

"In-at a friend's house, Pa. deliberately Andrian stay because there is a group task," I lied back.

"Tasks? Are you doing your job on this special day? Are you not allowed to go to school? The days of your teachers and friends don't know that this isn't the time for PR," papa's ceroscos with emotion.

"Let's play well, so Andrian just work with friends."

"Waste home! Not good with your mom."

Turning the eyeballs, I responded lazily."Yes, Andrian will come home."

"Cep-th,"

Hmuu ...!

I haven't finished talking, I've hung up. Fuck papa's orders to ask me to come home, anyway I don't want to go home yet, period!

***

Now, the back garden of the school became my new favorite place. This place is perfect for me to be alone. I was too lazy to hang out with friends. Moreover, they often tease and tease me for having a new mother. Make shame!

Suddenly I felt someone patting me on the shoulder, my reflexes turned to the left side. Ah, it turns out Siska with her big smile.

"Aren't you alone, I'm sure." Siska was sitting next to me.

"Lately ko Brother often daydream anyway, why?" tanyakanya.

"No why-why," I replied flatly.

For a moment, we both fell silent in silence.

"Can I get a number, brother?" cetus Siska broke the silence.

Looking up at him I asked, "make what?"

Siska poked her lips, looking nervous. "Yes .. I want to be closer together, Brother," said Siska who was still lowered. Embarrassed?

Any closer? Does Siska want a pedekate? Am I the kegeeran?

If I refuse, I am not feeling well. Groped the phone in a pants pocket, typed my contact number and handed it to her. "More."

"Yey, thank you, brother." Siska looked very excited like a new kid getting candy. Look at it, it's cute too.

I gave you a thin smile. "Together."

***

Papa and Bu Alfira are returning from Bali, having spent five days of their honeymoon there. Uh shit! I don't want to welcome them, where should I go? I want to feel like going somewhere.

Frowning confusedly, I grabbed the phone over the nightstand after sounding the incoming message ringing. Foreign number?

[Nobody else? This is my number, Siska.] 15:25am.

Oh, there he is.

[Only in the room] 15:27 cent.

[Oh] 15:27.

Oh yeah, why don't I just use Siska to hangout together, maybe he wants to.

[Yuk street?] 15:29 days.

[Where are you?] 15:29.

[Where do you want, because I'll be right again] 15:30 sent.

[Groans] 15:30.

[Where is your home address? I'll pick it up] 15:31 sent.

[In Perum Green Regency number 46] 15:32.

[Ok wait for me ya] 15:33 sent.

[Ya Kaka (with emoticons love)] 15:33

Honestly, for a year of knowing her, it was the first time I 'really' met her. In a sense, being able to exchange messages and now I accidentally invite him to hangout.

All this time he who always start attention and invite me to chat, want it in the cafeteria or when passing by him at school. Oh yeah, Siska gives me something, sometimes it makes me feel bad for her.

I was stunned to get up from the bed. Grabbing a black hoodie hanging on the bedroom door. Replace shorts with long blue jeans. After grabbing the car keys in the nightstand drawer, hurry I went out.

***

After 15 minutes of searching for the address, I finally found Siska's house. Luxury house with towering fence typical of European design. Among the rows of luxury homes in this complex, only the house of Siskah is the most luxurious and magnificent when compared to the others.

Get out of the car, I'm standing in front of the fence. Siska walked quickly towards me. I waved behind the gate of her house, and Siska greeted me with a smile on her face. She looks beautiful and cute wearing a graceful feminine dress. She chose an A-cut dress with soft floral motifs and bright colors.

The dress has a round neck and short sleeves that give it an elegant touch. The material of the dress looks light and flowing, giving a gentle movement as Siska walks. Waist pieces combined with a wide skirt give the impression of feminine and graceful on its appearance.

"I'm sorry a long time ago" I said to him.

Siska smiled knot. "Not long ago."

"Where are we going?"

"Hmm, just go to the mall I want to shop for something."

"okay." I opened the door and Siska came in and put on her seatbelt. After sitting in the driver's seat, without further ado I plug this car splitting the road.

***

An hour had I accompanied Siska shopping, touring all the stores of makeup supplies, facial care, bags, accessories, shoes and clothes. The most annoying thing for me was when he was confused about sorting clothes and shoes.

"Sister, is this a good one?" ask her while giving a yellow t-shirt.

"Good," I answered briefly.

"Hmm ... What if this one?" Then he handed me another blue t-shirt.

"Good too."

Siska was silent for a moment. "If this same comparison is roughly better which one, Brother?" As she compared the two, she looked confused.

"If I think the yellow one is more suitable with you, but yes it's up to you."

Siska fell silent, thinking for a moment of hesitation.

"But I have chosen the brown one."

What's?! Then, why did he ask for my opinion if he already had his own choice? Turning a puffed-up eyeball, I snorted. The plin plan! I shook my head in annoyance, making me bother.

"Sis, we're eating yuk, I'm a laper." I was holding my stomach that was rumbling earlier.

"When you eat sushi? I know the best sushi restaurant."

"It is up to you that it is important that I eat" I said lethargicly. I'm honestly really hungry.

"I paid for this first." As fast as lightning Siska ran towards the cashier table with one t-shirt and one hotpants. If you think Siska is only shopping for two pieces of clothing you're wrong!

At first Siska told me that she only wanted to shop for makeup equipment, but the actual item was not important - she also bought it. Of course, things related to women. However, it is up to Siska is also the money, understand the rich like Siska is free to buy anything. Abundant money. However, the problem is that I am the hassle of carrying all his groceries.

***

Exhaling a tired breath, he could finally go home as well. Honestly, the first time I walked with Siska made me quite exhausted and stroked my chest. Especially when she is shopping. Inconveniencing.

I want to quickly lay this body on the bed. I parked the car in the garage, after which I walked straight to the porch of the house, rushing to open the door. I haven't had time to enter the house key, jumped by surprise it turns out someone had opened it first. As I remember I locked that door.

"Where did it come from?" Papa looked annoyed. Since when did he come home?

"Since playing together," I replied slowly.

"You, you know for yourself that today Papa and Mama went home. Well, you want Papa and Mama to be welcomed with you, but why aren't you there?" ask papa. "Dri, please don't act like this as if you're avoiding both of us. Aren't you glad to see Papa happy?" he kept looking at me. For a moment I was silent.

Actually there is a sense of pity also see papa like that. He seemed to be asking for the blessing of his new marriage with Ms. Alfira. Lately I have been indifferent and often put on a flat look. Maybe papa realized it. Sometimes pity, but want something else. The taste often hit.

"Andrian, go to bed first, Pa. Tired." Turning my face away from her, I walked into the room leaving my father there.