Love Word
Meet Naya

It didn't feel like three months of their marriage. Alhan asks to stay alone with Naisha. Building his own home. They already live in the house that Alhan bought from his efforts in managing the coffee shop. Alhan is preoccupied with his business and college, while Naisha is busy studying and taking care of homework makes both of them less communication. No doubt make the couple often bickering despite the trivial problems. This is what makes them meet at night.

After performing Isya prayer, Naisha chose to confine herself in the room to relieve fatigue all day. She did not want anyone to interrupt her time anyway her husband must have come home late at night as usual. Sometimes Naisha feels there is a change in Alhan occasionally being temperamental, occasionally being cold, and occasionally also being spoiled.

Naisha had just toppled over her soft mattress. His eyes were closed tightly. His mouth was mumbled indistinctly. A few seconds later, the sound of knocking on the room door was heard clearly. It made Naisha annoyed because her husband again came home at night.

"Darling, open the door!"

Naisha lazily set her foot to open the door of the room. "Prophey, I want to open it."

Alhan came with a lethargic face straight into the room and toppled his body on the bed. Naisha just shook her head looking at her husband's behavior. Whether until when Alhan's behavior like that, Naisha wants her old Alhan to come back, what exactly makes this guy like this?

"Mas, take a shower there first I'm ready for it."

The guy is still in his position. "Diem's. I'm tired, Nai."

"iihi... Smell, Mas. Just taking a bath really males anyway?" Naisha approached her husband and shook his body.

Alhan got up and stepped towards the room to refresh his body. However, his steps came to a halt while in front of the bathroom door. He turned and looked at his wife.

"You better stay away, Mika. Now!!"

Hearing that made Naisha frown confused. On the basis of what made Alhan tell him to do that. She would not do what her husband had just asked. Yes, of the many behaviors Alhan changed after marriage there are some that are still tolerated, but not this time.

"No way!!" answer Naisha loudly.

"You should be slaughtered. Remember I'm your husband!!" hardik Alhan was emotionally charged.

"Enough, Mom! You are why the hell all this time snapped at me?! My parents never snapped at me. You changed Mommy! Basic selfish!! I hate you!!!" Naisha passed out of the room in annoyance.

Alhan let out a rough breath. He is very sensitive when it comes to Mika. He was angry because he could not control his emotions. He doesn't want his wife to be ... Uh! Alhan has been able to hide Mika's secret. Isn't there a saying 'if you keep a carcass, one day the smell will be smelled too' as well as what happened to Alhan. For now Alhan may feel secure, but surely tomorrow or another chance the truth will be revealed by God.

***

"Sit down, Ka." Mama Sekar patted the sofa he was sitting on.

Mika nodded with a smile. "Mama tumben can't I talk gini?"

Mama Sekar laughed crisply. "Actually, it's been a long time for Mama to like gini, Ka."

Mika gasped at the words just now. Is he dreaming? Been long? Mean what? Didn't Mama Sekar hate her all this time?

"Mama realized all this time that Mama's been doing to you is wrong." Mama Sekar broke the silence. Mika looked serious listening to every sentence that was thrown from her mother's mouth.

"Mom confused where to start. But, obviously Mama loves you more than Mama's hate."

"Mama ... Love me?" Mika stared in disbelief.

"You don't believe it, do you? Mama also can't believe why can love Mika who is not Mama's biological child."

"Come, Mika ... Before you married your father, you loved a man. We dated for 2 years. But, when Mama asked him to marry Mama, he suddenly told her that he loved Mama's own sister." Mama Sekar breathed out strongly. Mika felt the disappointment that her mother was feeling.

"Well, how could that be, Ma?" Mika's curiosity can't be dammed anymore.

"You know love, don't you? Loving it must choose between surviving or letting go...."

Of love? Mika does know but does not make it go deeper. Just a little step made his heart ache. Just remember that making Naisha's shadow appear instantly has hurt Mika greatly.

"From your look like you've been in love. But, Mama Saranin if the person you love already has his own choice do not ever continue your feelings. Eliminate that taste!! I don't want anyone to get hurt like my mom anymore."

Moments later Mika's face changed. How did your mother know? Is this the power of a mother? Could it be that on his face plastered very clearly to make Mama Sekar know it? Despite all the questions that came to Mika's mind, Mama Sekar chuckled at her adopted daughter's behavior.

"Okay, go on to the topic of our discussion. They both got married without thinking about Mama's hurt feelings. Finally Mama decided to move to Jakarta and met your father. My mom is determined to forget everything. Until you know they have a baby, you, Mika!"

"So .. am I their child? Where are my parents, Ma?"

"They are dead, Ka.." - Sekar.

Mika gasps. His voice, which was enthusiastic to hear the story of Mama Sekar, is now sad.

"They died in a car accident ... Their car was hit by a truck, both of your parents died where only you survived. Papa flew straight to Surabaya to see your condition and Papa fell in love with you." Mama Sekar looked at Mika who was hiccuping.

"Listen to Mama, Ka. There is not a single speck in your heart of hatred for you. When you cook fried rice, Mama seneng really. After you finish eating, the fried rice that is still in the frying pan is finished Mama. Turns out your cooking is good next time we cook together?"

Mika was staring, her eyes were clouding, her eyes were starting to warm. Finally, a clear grain was meandering on his cheek. Mama Sekar clenched tightly and kissed Mika repeatedly. Mika's tears broke in her mother's warm embrace. Now, the solid wall of separation between the two had already been destroyed. They are tightly bound into one.

I wanted to

breathe the air you breathe

Stepped

where you step

Shaded

where you're taking shelter

And sleep on your lap

Mothers…

I just want to be with you always

all my time