Let Me Go (I'm Tired)
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"Let's go inside, maybe Mamihku is waiting inside the house" asked Reza, against Tika.
"Okay, all right." replied Tika.
Reza and Tika immediately walked inside the house.
"Maye .. mih ...,"
Reza yelled at his mamih when he was inside the house.
'Oh, where's mamih? Didn't mamih say he was waiting in the living room?' muttered Reza, talking to yourself.
"Oya Tik, please sit down first. I want to find you first" said Reza, looking at Tika.
"Yes." replied Tika, nodding her head.
Reza immediately walked looking for her Mamihnya to another place. As for Tika, just while walking towards the sofa, then sat down.
'Good too the house, ' muttered Tika, while staring at the contents of the entire room in the living room decorated with antiques, also in a very luxurious design.
Reza and Mamihnya were already in the living room, then walked up to Tika.
"Is this your girlfriend?" ask Mamih Mira.
"Yes Mih, she's my lover." replied Reza, glancing at Tika, then looking at her mamih.
"Good afternoon aunt. Introduce, my name is Tika, her lover Reza," said Tika, holding out her hand.
Mamih mira was silent, without replying to Tika's words, and did not return her hand. Then, Mamih Mira looked at Tika, from head to bottom.
"Why just shut up. Tika said hello to Mamih, ", Reza said, feeling annoyed at her Mamihnya.
"Oh, her name is Tika ya," said Mamih Mira, crossing her arms.
"I-iya Auntie," said Tika nervously. I also feel uncomfortable.
"Have you been in a relationship for a long time?" mamih Mira asked, looking at Tika.
Tika then looked at Reza, to give the code.
"Of course we've been in a relationship for a long time. Almost a month more Mih." replied Reza.
"What's your job?" mamih Mira asked, to Tika.
"I work as a secretary." replied Tika.
"Oh." said Mamih Mira flatly, "was it too late, you worked there?" ask Mamih Mira again.
"Newly, four months I worked as a secretary" said Tika.
"Call Mamih, not Mom." The Mamih Mira protest."
"Oh yes, Mom, uh she means Mamih" Tika said with a stiff smile.
"What are your parents doing?" ask Mamih Mira.
Ck, so many questions he. Like a reporter, asking all about me, and my inner family Tika, and feeling dislike for Mamih Mira's attitude.
"My parents' job, as hoe laborers in the market." replied Tika, staring at Mamih Mira.
"What, hoe laborers?" mamih Mira was surprised.
"Yes Mih." replied Tika casually.
"Darling, it is true that you have a woman whose descendants are not businessmen" whispered Mamih Mira, to her son.
"What if he's not a businessman. Love, not looking at the treasures, and the descendants of Mih," said Reza, while looking at Mamihnya.
"Based on a stupid kid! Of course, descent was the first priority. Moreover, we are respected people, and you are entrepreneurs again. As for her ...," Mamih Mira's words were hanging, then looked at the cynical Tika.
"Why, then, Mih, if I was born into a simple family, and my parents were hoe laborers?" tika asked, while staring dislike Mamih Mira.
"You should be self-conscious dong, you and Reza are very unsuitable! Reza was born from a rich man, while you? There's no need to explain" Mamih Mira laughed sarcastically.
"Now, don't demean him! After all, Reza herself chose him anyway." said Reza, looking at her Mamih, and feeling unwell towards Tika.
"Who humbled him, Reza. Indeed, the truth is, if this dirty woman was born from a person whose life is poor!" Mamih Mira, while looking intently at Tika.
"So your mouth is Auntie! Don't talk about it. I'm not a scumbag! I'm actually ..." Tika said, deliberately hanging when she remembered something. Tika must not reveal the truth of her identity to anyone at the behest of her father.
"If you really what is hem? Oh, I know. You're telling me that you're actually the son of a rich man? Hahaha ... gembel still kebel, do not need to say rich people's children!" mamih Mira's laughter, while staring at the cynical Tika.