Kiss Me
I love Mom's son

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the beautiful woman came to the husband's office. Arriving at Anwa's desk, she only glanced for a moment and entered her husband's room.

Anwa only looked down when the fifty-year-old woman who still looked beautiful came. There was a feeling of pain when he saw the face of the mother of his lover, but Anwa can what?"

"Wa, later I'll be with Mr. Dawn there is a meeting with the HRD division, you can please make me a minutes meeting a few days ago, I'm not perfect," said Ms. Ema.

"Ready Ma'am, now I work."

Before long, the door of the room opened. The couple came out with a serious face.

"Ema, we go now" said Fajar. "Mom I live yes, drive home right?, asked her husband.

Then Dawn went first, while Cha Cha stopped at Anwa's desk, the girl still bowed respectfully.

"You can come with me, for a second," he told Anwa.

"Good, Mom."

They were in the office cafeteria, sitting opposite each other. Cha Cha looks at the girl in front of him, the lover of his son. While the girl could only look down not daring to look. Yes, Anwa still felt uneasy when she found out that the woman did not like her family background.

"You know why I want to talk to you?"

Anwa was silent.

Cha Cha sighed. "Actually, I am lazy to take care of things like this, my son's life he who determines, from the first I never interfere in their affairs, the first, but I think this time I should interfere because it's about my family's good name."

"My husband is one of the directors in this company, his good name is at stake here" he said, "can you imagine some news headlines writing that the son of a BUMN official married the son of a former corruption inmate?"

Anwa stared intently at the woman's eyes, so hurt it felt that this heart accepted the insult again, even saying that the person she had always respected.

"I want you to stay my son" Cha Cha replied with a sharp look.

"Sorry Auntie, I mean Mother--" said Anwa slowly. "I'm sorry if it turns out I embarrassed Mother's family and even Mother's extended family, long before Mom told me to leave Arkana, I had already kept my distance from my son, but what does it mean to keep your distance if one of them stays close." Anwa was silent again.

"About my family background, we've gone through a time where everyone scoffs at us, we've gone through how we were ostracized from the family even the people who had approached the troupe of ants and left when we fell, we've also gotten used to living with deprivation."

"My dream is just one Mom, how can I please the people I love including Arkana, Mother's son."

"Arkana came to me volunteering as a friend, she struggled to help me rise from the slump, he helped me re-direct my days that even I myself felt I had never set foot on earth like a human before I met him, he's the one who fights for me even though it's unlikely that I'll accept him."

"How can I resist a man who struggles so staunchly over his feelings for me, and so many should I be proud to have a child like Arkana, she said, Mother succeeded in becoming a mother who gave birth to a child who has the awareness of appreciating a woman."

The middle-aged woman whose wrinkles on her face were not even so noticeable due to the expensive facial treatment was silent.

"I'm sorry to have entered the Mother's family with such inconvenience" Anwa stood up and bowed respectfully.

"I love Mom's son, so I beg you to let us fight for Mother's blessing, I promise you to make Arkana happy, just as Arkana did to me."

"I'm sorry" Anwa said, leaving Cha Cha still riveted.

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That afternoon Arkana picked Anwa up after work. That girl looks so bad. His work suit was no problem, carrying a black leather handbag, he entered the Pajero Sport car owned by his lover.

"It's ugly in his face" said Arkana, who found his lover's face bent. "Why the hell?"

"Father, go home yuk," replied Anwa.

That afternoon the streets looked more quiet than usual, probably because tomorrow is a long weekend so people who work have applied for leave the day before the long holiday.

"Watch yuk?" get Arkana to try to melt the atmosphere.

"Where?"

"Whatever," Anwa replied again.

"What the hell are you doing, Wa?" Arkana pulled her car over on the side of the road.

"I'm not papa."

"You don't papa, your face isn't like Wa."

Anwa threw her face towards the window.

"Wa, am I nanya loh?"

"Yes, I'm in a lot of pain."

"Who's same? me?"

"No," his eyes began to glaze over.

"Well, how about a cry?"

Clearly Anwa was crying, the resentment in her heart was overwhelming already peaking. Hearing his family back in the humiliation this afternoon, hearing how he was asked to part with people who had been struggling to make him rise again to life. The pain felt like a heart was torn to shreds.

Again his life must be tested with a dramatic drama of life. Losing a lover, a father who becomes a suspect of corruption, must then pursue his blessing when he regains the love in his heart.

Very fair his life! Anger, want to be angry, fear of losing back mixed into one.

"Wa, look at me," asked Arkana to lift the girl's chin, wiping away the dripping tears. "Why you?"

"Your mother came to see me" Anwa choked.

"Mama? nemuin you?"

Anwa nodded.

"What by the way?"

Anwa.

"Kok even the bells? tell me what's my mom saying?"

"Mom asked me to leave you," Anwa cried, Arkana brought her a hug.

"Sstt.. danger me... Wa, terrorize me," Arkana said cupping both cheeks Anwa. "Nobody will be there, who left who, I'm just as you won't be separated, I won't leave you, we're fighting for your blessing, Mama," she pinned her hair behind Anwa's ear.

"Why if your mama makes you, I'm not a tough woman Ar," he said still sobbing.

"Mama maksa? I stick with my options, I'm not going anywhere Wa. believe me." Arkana reassured the girl, her puffy face carried her back into her arms.

"So watch it?" the call was heard again. "Smile dong" Arkana's pinta.

"I don't want to smile, Ar."

"Don't want to smile?" Anwa nodded. "Well, did you get kissed?" Arkana chuckles and as usual complains because of the rain of pinching by Anwa.

***kasian yes....

jejaaaak froming 😘***