I Love You My Step Mother
Move On's?

Alfira POV

Every night, I go to Andrian's room. Looking in all directions. My heart began to miss when I saw the shadow of him who was focusing on studying at his desk. My heart began to miss when I accidentally saw his clothes hanging in the closet.

My heart began to miss when her shadow was sound asleep on the bed, my heart began to miss seeing that charming smile when I drove a glass of milk to her room.

I miss him, when he bersamarah riaa me, hugged me, watched me, teased me, all about him I miss. Let's say I failed to move on.

That night, in the hospital garden. I promised myself that I would bury this feeling, but the fact is that almost two years have passed since his departure to the Netherlands, this feeling still remains the same. I tried to love Mas Reza, but in fact my love for Andrian was greater, not less.

Splitting up with Andrian should be the solution to slowly erase this feeling, but getting away from him made me suffer even more. Honestly, I want him to stay here, with me.

Am I not sane? Am I a slave to his love? I don't know, I obviously miss him a lot! I want him home soon! This longing is already burning can not be held. Like a mountain that will soon spew lava!

I sit on the edge of the bed. I remember in my daydreams, imagining love and the touch of her hand. His smile slowly faded as he waved his hand and left me as if still ringing in memory. Had the distance been meaningless it would have been a time in an instant to meet him.

This longing continues to disturb, disturbing this frozen heart longs for him. Do you know that I always wait for him? I don't know why I'm being melancholy like this. It's a bit overrated but that's how I feel.

Andrian hurry home, I miss.

***

I frowned in surprise when I saw Mas Reza coming home with such a radiant face. In recent months, he has become less and less at home, sometimes not even going home at all for an entire week. In fact, I was busy with the task of taking care of a baby that requires extra attention and care.

Once upon a time, when Mas Reza suddenly appeared on the doorstep with a bright smile on his face, I couldn't help but be curious. "Mas, what's been going on with you lately? Why do you come home late at night and sometimes not come home at all?"

Mas Reza replied casually, "Oh, it's just because there's a lot of work in the office, Dek. New client business that you have to finish."

I'm still worried, "But, Mom, you know that I need your help at home. Our baby needs attention, and I feel so tired from having to take care of everything alone." I really don't want to use the services of a babysitter on the advice of Mas Reza.

Mas Reza nodded, trying to give his understanding. "Mas knows, Deck. All right, I'm sorry if Mas can't help more."

However, I felt that something was hidden by Mas Reza. There is a secret that has not been revealed, and this obscurity makes me even more uneasy. "Mas, I just want some openness from you. If there is a problem or something that is bothering you, please tell me. We can find a solution together."

Mas Reza seemed to hesitate for a moment before finally sighing deeply. "Alright, Deck. Actually, there was a big problem in the office that forced Mas to work harder. The law firm where Mas works is facing a difficult financial situation, and this job is important for the future of the company."

I was relieved that Mas Reza had finally opened up. However, my concern about Mas Reza's condition still exists. "Mas, I understand this situation, but you should also prioritize family. You have to find a way to keep me from being too lonely at home. Bi Narsih, it's just a part-time worker, Mas."

Mas Reza nodded in agreement, "You're right, Deck. I'll try to be more at home, even though my work at the office is still important."

"Mas already eaten?" ask me to shift the topic. Mas Reza nodded.

"Go to the room first, yeah. Cape." As Mas Reza walked past me, I smelled the fragrance of a woman's perfume.

For a moment I was stunned. Since when does Mas Reza wear women's perfume?

***

Andrian POV

This month is spring. Lisee sky looks bright, Tulip flowers with a variety of species blooming with green grasses refreshing the eyes. Since setting foot in this country, Keukenhof park with an area of 80 hectares has become my favorite target to spend the weekend or when I do not have a schedule for college in the spring.

I have been studying for two years in the windmill country, and I have kept my distance from him for that long. Ms. Alfira, maybe now she can bury her forbidden love, or maybe now she has opened her heart to Papa.

Before I went to the airport, he and I promised to move on. Open your heart to others. Struggling each other to get rid of this forbidden feeling, by not communicating with each other. Hope to slowly erase each other's feelings.

I just called Papa to ask him the news. However, to contact Ms. Alfira even if it is just a phone call or video call I will always say. We deliberately keep our distance, so that this taste can disappear by itself.

Take a deep breath, then exhale it. Sitting unmoved between the garden surrounded by blooming tulips. "I miss you" my monologue.

I should have been able to, but somehow sometimes I miss him so much. Did I fail to move on? Come on Andrian, you have to go even further to bury this flavor. Yes, I should try to open my heart to other women. I can definitely!

***

Two years later, after a long journey, I was also in this beloved homeland. I breathed the Indonesian air that I had left four years ago. It's good to be back in this country.

For four years, I deliberately did not return to Indonesia even if it was just taking a vacation or whatever. Every time Papa called, he always asked me why I never came home occasionally to the house the reason I gave was quite amused actually. In order to save on plane fares and I want to focus on learning, Papa's reaction was always to shake his head when I saw him on a video call.

While pushing the suitcase, I looked to my left right, hoping to find a taxi in front of the airport. Intentionally I didn't tell Papa, the plan was I wanted to give him a surprise.

Eventually, a taxi stopped in front of me. Immediately I keep my suitcase in the trunk, the vehicle was quickly sliding through the streets.

***

Papa's eyes widened for a moment, then smiled broadly as Papa opened the door. He was surprised and happy because I did not give it up first, knowing that I was at the door.

"Geez Andrian, didn't you tell Papa? Just let you know Papa will definitely greet and pick you up at the airport."

I smile. "Intentionally, Pa. Let's be a surprise for Papa."

"Yu let's go in, you must be cape," said Papa while embracing me. "Well, Andrian's home!"

Hearing Papa's cry, finally the figure appeared from the direction of the kitchen. Ms. Alfira, she was stunned and looked at me. I saw the glare of his sparkling eyes, slowly a smile rose on his face.

I noticed she was clingy, she was growing older and more beautiful. But, wait! Who'sis that? There was a little boy hiding from behind his ass. He peeked at me.

Then Ms. Alfira carried him, and walked over. I smiled with anxiety as he looked at me with a wide grin.

"What's that Mama Andlian's sister?" he said with a lisp.

Ms. Alfira smiled and nodded. I'm wide-eyed in disbelief, is she not Bu Al's son? But why didn't Papa tell me?

I looked towards Papa. "Why didn't Papa tell me I already had a sister?"

Papa is even crybaby. "Hehe, let's be a surprise!"

Then the boy suddenly rebelled asking to be taken down from Bu Alfira's sling. "Mama Ali wants to be honest!"

Ms. Alfira was a little overwhelmed by it because the boy was nimbly asking to be taken down, I who saw him was a little worried afraid that he would fall. "Oh my goodness, Ari is slowly coming down!"

He ran over in excitement then I caught him as he jumped into my lap. He ceaselessly smiled at me.

"So your name is Ari?" He nodded funnyly making me anxious.

"Sister, play yuk later." I just smiled and nodded at him, because it was so adorable I tickled his stomach that he laughed so hard, he seemed to wriggle asking to get away from my sling but could not.

"Haha ... Gellii!!" his whining makes me chuckle, because I can't bear to finally stop it. I kissed him for a quick glance, then lowered him to the floor. Enthusiastically the little boy switched to playing my backpack and suitcase. If I had known that I had a sister, I might have bought her a toy from Holland.

"Andrian must be tired and hungry, right? Now you eat after that break," take my stepmother as she passes away. I don't know why the iris of this eye can not be separated to pay attention to it until slowly his back is not visible into the kitchen.

'Mom Al, have you managed to throw away your love for me?' my heart asked.

***

While enjoying a cup of machiato at the Coffe Shop, my fingers are busy typing tut on a laptop to find job vacancies via the internet.

Find a company that needs a business manager. Of course, I didn't want to linger idle, even though Papa had said that he asked me to manage his business, but I wanted to have my own career and experience working in the company of others independently.

I looked at the watch on my wrist, showing it at 08:30 p.m. I think I should go home because I've been here long enough. I thrust the laptop into the backpack, sipping back the few remaining machiato.

I walked out of the cafe in steady steps, putting on my jacket and backpack while walking towards the car in the parking lot. However, when I approached the car, I could not ignore the sound of a bickering that sounded across there.

I accidentally saw a pair of men and women engaged in a heated argument. The man looked angry, and his hand clasped the woman's arm violently. They are engaged in increasingly hot and unhealthy fighting.

I feel the need to intervene in this situation. I could not bear to see the woman hurt or hurt. Quickly, I started running towards him.

As I approached, the man tried to pull the woman towards his car, a rude act that made me even more quick to act. With the speed of a step, I reached them and held the man aloof.

"Hey, stop!" I shouted in a firm voice.

The man was shocked by my sudden action, and the woman seized the opportunity to break away from the man's grip. The woman retreated behind my back. I stand between the two, ready to protect this woman if necessary.

I looked back at her glance, she looked breathless, but there was an expression of relief on her beautiful face. I looked back at this angry man in front of me.

"Now, calm down" I said in a calm yet firm voice. "Nothing needs to be done with violence. Let's talk about this matter calmly."

I am trying to help resolve this conflict peacefully to avoid more serious physical infighting and to ensure his safety.

"Don't interfere!" jolt that guy.

"I can't stay silent to see a woman hurt."

The man turned to look at him behind me sharply. "Come with me! You know, right, if we've been betrothed?!"

"Gue doesn't want to come with you. Go!"