Mistakes & Selfishness Behind Happiness
Chapter 10

...Changes in mother's attitude...

" Oh yes deck, how's mom? ask me Afif.

" It's still the same as before. The news is good, in his perfect charade. But I often see him daydreaming, when I see mom so, I don't have the heart." Answer me.

" Big mom on deck? for your sake, so that you do not get hurt, he must pretend to keep smiling. It wasn't easy, when her heart ached, wanted to cry, but she chose to smile,"

" But I'm tormented. Why isn't he honest? isn't this how it makes my mother more tormented?"

" He doesn't want to make you sad for sure,"

" But I've been sad, already broken,"

" But I don't know, if you already know everything. What about deck?"

" Yes the same as yesterday. Don't remember going home, so mom's gotta bash,"

" Even nice deck. With mom working, she has a busy life to divert her problems, maybe it can be a little entertainment for mom. Yes, for a moment, he forgot about the problem he was having."

" Yes, mas. But I actually don't have the heart to see my mother work. I hope that at this time I can pass and continue to be able to help momuk, "

" What are your test scores? "

" Uhhh perfect value mas. So perfect that there are no good numbers, hehehe. "

" No papa. Understandably, still have to be diligent in learning yes deck. Hopefully in the next semester your grades can be improved. "

" Yes, "

We chatted while we continued walking. It didn't feel like it had arrived home. I let them in first. Then I called my mother who was cooking in the kitchen.

" Buok, mother ?" call me as I approach nyamperin ibuk.

" Ayeah, have you gone home? "

" It's buk. That in front there is my friend buk, mother does not want that acquaintance keep going first? "

" Actually I'm curious, rich man what the hell makes mother girl so diligent sport. Every Sunday, wake up early, walk healthy ?" ask mom while smiling.

" Not every Sunday also buk, emm kok ibuk know, have I not told you? "

" You're mom's son. I know your attitude. Already memorized, after all my mother was also young. I've come forward to welcome your friend ,"

I walked in front, I followed behind my mother. Mas Afif was chatting with mbak Yani and mas Bima.

" Ashallamuaikum buk? mom healthy? know me buk Afif his friend's son mother." Mas Afif said while kissing the hands of mother, and alternately the same mas Bima.

" Greetings wa'alaikum. Thank goodness I am healthy. Oh so this is what makes my mother's child so diligent in sports?" ask her with a friendly smile.

" Ibuk what the hell. Don't do it, I'm embarrassed,"

" I'm sorry buk, have made my mother's children come out continuously. Actually from yesterday - yesterday I wanted to play. But only now Ayu ngizinin we play here." Answer Afif politely.

" No papa, my mother was also young. Oh yes this is how Ayu's house, simple. Hope you guys are comfortable, mommy stay back first huh?" pamit ibuk with a smile.

I followed my mother again back to the kitchen, taking drinks and snacks, for Afif mas and Bima mas.

" It's a mas in his tea first, "

" Who is this?" the god mbak Yani.

" Yes, both are mbak, "I replied.

" Kirain mas Bima only, "cockap mas Afif.

" Dek not want to be my girlfriend?" tanya mas Bima arrived - arrived.

Sontak made Afif's mas round his eyes. I understand with the intention of Bima mas who want to tease mas Afif. I also wanted to flirt with her. Mbak Yani just shook his head looking at our silliness.

" Want to do it" I replied.

" Well, where are we going?" tanya mas Bima, who suddenly made Afif not stay still, and hit Bima's arm.It made us all laugh.

" What the heck Fif, sick tau." Mas Bima said.

" Of course it's my girl, you're taking it too,"

" It's really joking I'm with your girl, that's your girl also want it?" mas bima said while ter kekeh.

" Yan this is your guy. Please dong next time in the cage. No need to be separated," said mas Afif to mbak Yani.

" Eettt thought I was a fuck, " said Bima,

" Have - it is!! yuk Bim we go to the front porch, I want an important talk, "take Yani.

Mas Bima rushed to stand up, and followed Mbak Yani.

" Tau aja the Yani, take the bully away. Damaging the atmosphere alone, (murm mas Afif) what clay? " said mas Afif with his sewot tone, which made me anxious.

" Ihh mas handsome deh, so more dear," sedu ku while struggling spoiled in his arms.

" Don't deket - same deck Bima, I don't like. I've already said, "

" Yes sorry." My answer is short, because I do not want Afif nagging longer.

Cup, I kissed briefly Afif's cheek, making the master smile with sweetness.mas Afif replied by kissing my forehead. Then he grabbed my hand and kissed her.

" Be happy deck, whatever happens don't leave me. I'm afraid of losing you,"

" Yes, and so is it?"

And I was joking, laughing together. The room bears witness to our memories. I'm happy with him.

My mother called me to take them to eat. At first they refused, with persuasion and seduction I finally they want. After they finished eating, they went home. Mbak Yani also came home.

" Don't you think?" Ask me.

" No Yu. My mother left, no one took care of the house. Tomorrow when - when will I catch it?. Uh yeah, I'm happy to see you laughing so happily, hopefully Afif can be your new spirit, through this story." Said mbak Yani.

" Yes mbak. Oh yes congratulations yes mbak already be his girlfriend mas Bima. I just found out. If Afif didn't tell me, I don't know. "

" I haven't told you yet. What else see you who often daydream in school. That's why I don't tell stories. Yes, I've come home first yes, take care of the bulek yes, kasian him, "

" Must be mbak, "

After mbak Yani pamitan sama ibuk. Then he came home. I stay at home the same mother. I'm samperin mom in the kitchen to help her clean the table.

Time goes on, days change. It does not feel like soon the test of class increase, so far my relationship with mas Afif is still good - fine. My mother is getting crazy at work. My mother changed, now she's not thinking about me. It doesn't concern me anymore. Sometimes when I go home from school there is no food. I often go home late in the afternoon, then go again. Often mobile toys, even mother's appearance changed now so like to dress up. To be honest I was disappointed, I was used to being spoiled. Eat something nemenin, bathe in ingetin, watch TV together while I spoiled. Now I feel completely ignored by my mother. Even to talk rarely, what else is the story. I was more depressed, I felt alone. I'm angry at you, but all that I pat. I'm decolonizing. Maybe this is how I vent my pain.

I go home once every 1 month, that's just for a little while.

I was really driven crazy with this. Fortunately, there are still my friends and Afif. The faithful continue to comfort and support me.

Until finally I got a message from my father, the son of Bude. His brother father. The father was born in Lampung, so the family of the father was in the lampung. I only raised one symbok, because her husband symbok died when I was a baby. My father's mother, I used to call him "stubby".

The message from mbak contained that he did not want to have another aunt. All she wants is for my mother to be her aunt. From that message, I finally decided to tell me everything.