Let Me Go

Let Me Go
Meet Him Again


   "Oh yes I almost forgot, today my son came home, so you immediately ready for lunch as soon as possible!" the woman's orders, her face looks fierce, very different when talking to the oma last night. In front of the oma, Bu Anet was being very kind and obedient, but it turned out that this was his true nature.


   "But I'm not good at cooking mistresses," replied Amira, she can cook, but sometimes delicious sometimes not.


   "I don't want to know, anyway, the ingredients are all in the kitchen!.


   


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    "Just at 02:00 noon, Amira had finished serving all her dishes, left to eat, the food looks delicious it also smells good, but Amira herself is not sure if Bu Anet likes the taste. Amira went straight back to the kitchen as soon as Bu Anet's son came, she didn't even know who the young man was, if she knew it was Rangga, she must have been very embarrassed.


    "Sit down, son, you've already prepared all this for you, you don't think you're going home" the woman said as soon as her son came home.


   "Where Rangga may not come home ma, Rangga's apartment is not far from here."


  "Let's eat don't look at it."


  "Rangga's just wondering ma, this is all the mama who cooks?" ask the guy curious.


  "No, the cook is our new maid Amira.


   "Mira?" Rangga furrowed his brows.


   "After discussing, we ate first mama was hungry." The woman immediately took the rice and rendang in front of her then put it on her son's plate.


   "Ehm... How does it feel weird? It's bitter, it's so." Said Rangga as soon as the food entered his mouth, he immediately vomited it back.


  "Well, it looks good, try mama tasting, and how the hell is Amira?"


   "Mira!"


   "Mira!! shouted Bu Anet, it looks like he is really angry.


   Amira who was mopping the floor in the kitchen, immediately frightened when she heard Bu Anet calling her name loudly, she really guessed, this time the cooking must have been bad, cold sweat now flooded her body, so she thought,if you're angry, Ms. Anet is scarier than her mother.


   "What's the matter, madam?" amira asked while bowing her head. He did not dare to look at the angry woman.


   "You eat by yourself!" Bu Anet immediately took the chicken rendang and gagged into his mouth mercilessly, Mira wanted to dodge but did not have time, the clothes became dirty, Rangga who saw his mother's behavior immediately woke up to help, he said,at that moment he realized that the one in front of him was Mira.


  "Ma...It's enough, ma! Mama has gone too far," Rangga forced his mother's hand, the woman immediately left with her emotions that were still not lost. "Make my appetite go away."


   Amira cries, she is sad and also embarrassed, why there is always Rangga at a time like this, why the world feels so narrow, how could Bu Anet was Rangga's mother.


  Anet came back again, after leaving from there, now he came with water in his hand, Amira continued to pick up the chickens that were falling on the floor.


  "Biurr..." The water turned on the flush to Mira's face, Mira was very surprised she did not expect that Ms. Anet would come back and flush her face. "I'm sorry I just wiped the scarf off your face." Ms. Anet went straight into her room.


  Rangga did not dare to help Amira, he had also hurt his feelings, now his crying was getting uncontrollable, he was as unwilling, Rangga knew when he saw Amira's shoulder up and down because it was holding back his crying,just this time she saw Amira crying like that.


Despite hesitation Rangga immediately took a washcloth, and helped Amira, Amira did not say anything, he took the chicken that had been in his pocket and brought back to the kitchen, he left Rangga there himself.


         


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   While in the kitchen Mira was still crying, she could not make her tears stop flowing.


  "Why so many people don't like me, how could I have hurt your mother, but what I've done to make you hurt,all this time even I never once angry when mama differentiates between me and her stepson, then where is my fault.?" Lirih Amira in her heart.


   He just stood there in the kitchen, didn't know what to do, did he have to leave the house, or did he have to stay,if he goes from here he will have no shelter, nor can he eat, if he chooses to stay it means he must be ready to suffer.


  


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   Tonight, Amira again took her bag and suitcase, she had decided to leave, because after thinking Anet was forced to give her a job because she was asked by Jihan oma,actually, Ms. Anet prefers to live alone, or she does not like Mira.


   Mira pulled her suitcase out through the back gate, she did not even say goodbye to Bu Anet she did not dare to meet the woman again, after the incident earlier this afternoon, she also did not want Rangga to see her go, she also did not want Rangga to see her go,that's why Amira went away secretly.


  


        


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Time passed, days changed Amira did not go home, Amira had weeks no news, no one even looking for her, they may no longer care about her life, Amira was like a vagabond, just like a homeless person,moving places, sometimes he sleeps in the mosque, then in the morning wakes up to find food, he even has to wash dishes in food stalls just for a bite of rice. Although tired of what can be done, he has not dared to return to the restaurant where he worked first, especially when the situation is chaotic like this.


           


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Dimas emotionally came over to his mom and dad who were sitting with Aura laughing happily, as if there was no problem.


   "Mah, papa. Why do you look calm and relaxed at home in this situation.?" Hearing the loud voice of Dimas who had just returned home, Pak Andi spontaneously turned off the tv.


   "You're indignantly unclear, why else is this? It must be Amira again, right?" the man was angry.


  "Yes, you're not worried at all about Amira, this mom is her real mother, but I love Aura who is just a stepson." Dimas said his voice was very loud, his emotions were explosive at that moment.


  "Dimas stop talking about you! Do you want papa to drive out like Amira?" asked Mr. Andi almost his hand moved to slap Dimas in the face.