Mrs. Cute Alshaf's
story

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Missing someone who is different is the most painful thing for me. I had felt parted with papah when he went to Eastern Indonesia, at that time I only cried for a moment and returned happy when papah called.

Then, I was also left by my brother for a long time and he would keep coming back home, making the longing that was bursting payable with a hug that brother gave.

But ... When both eyes of a little Tone, saw mamah sound asleep in his bed with a state of pale face and cold body. The small tone only thought if mamah was sick and told brother then after that the voice of brother crying boomed the entire room mamah.

Even then little Nada could still laugh happily with her cousin, until two days later.

Longs to tell stories, longs for hugs, longs for all the affection you give.

“Nad, drink first,” I turn quickly to the side. Alshaf, that man was there again when I was in such a mess.

For a moment I forgot to be in Alshaf's car, because I remembered my sorrow. The man with a worried look and outstretched hands smiled shadyly at me. Sometimes I think, this guy really loves me not really? Because he never revealed clearly the feeling of that. And just take action.

“Nad? If you want to cry, just cry not to be arrested. Assume I am not here and I will forget—“

“By a hug?” After my request. Alshaf just stared, making me instantly curse the mouth that originally spoke this. “Sorry-sorry. Here's the drink.” My words divert.

But instead of giving me a bottle of drink, he pulled me and gave me a hug to this warm body. Both my eyes closed, feeling the comfort that Alshaf gave. He also as usual gave a light pat on my back, making me feel more at home in his arms.

“Alshaf,” She cleared her throat. “Kangen momah.” I don't know why it's so easy to express my heart to someone I just met not for a year. Maybe the effect is comfortable this time?

Alshaf may not answer, but he's getting closer to our bodies, even though there's a transmission lever as a barrier. “But can't meet. Very painful ... must withstand kangen gini.” I paused because the feeling of tightness reappeared. My fingers held tightly to the end of the t-shirt Alshaf was wearing. “A-me...”

“No need to continue, I understand.” Alshaf's gentle swipe went up to my hair blurb. “Bby crying, if detained then you will get sicker.” The whisper that broke my cry straight away.

I roared and hid in the recess of his neck. Increasingly tightened our embrace, until something beyond my reasoning happened. I climbed into his lap. I'm sure Alshaf was surprised, because when I raised my own leg to his thigh he gasped but only for a few seconds. Because then Alshaf helped me position to be comfortable.

Then I heard the sound of me crying in the car. No one judges for my grief as Zafa used to do when I complained. No one told me to stop tears, no one else.

This fellow. The person I was hugging was .. the person I needed all this time. “Alshaf,” Lirih that I understand she heard. “Stay with me, please .. don't go anywhere else.” My love even though it does not understand itself with the word ‘lag’.

“Of courses. I’m here for you,” replied Alshaf while kissing my shoulder at a glance. “I will always be there wherever you are. Don’t worry, Mrs. Cute.”

After hearing her words, I cried even more. My soul became calmer. Calm down my Alshaf won't leave me alone like Zafa did to me. “I love you.” I said in my heart.

How dare I go straight to him!

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Buccancy

Huft, crying drains a lot of my energy.

“Pelan aja,”

“Hm?” I looked at Alshaf who was cleaning up the sauce stains on the edge of my lips. “Tenak aelah, this food will not run anywhere.” He said with a chuckle.

I nodded stiffly. Then realize that they have behaved impolitely. All the food was paid for by Alshaf. But instead I spent half of all the orders.

Still clumsy I put the rest of the burger into place and then smiled at the man who looked relaxed. “Now it's your turn to eat, I'm full. Sorry ... a bit maruk,” I said while scratching the head that does not itch.

“Consistent very,”

“Hah, how?”

“In the car only me you, now back to factory settings.” I almost laughed hearing her answer which was more to a sneer. Especially when Alshaf ate half my used burger fast.

While watching the lady eat, I leaned against the back of the sofa with a cola drink in my hand. “Mamah died, when I was 6 or 7 .. I forgot again anyway, but I still remember that time, mamah said to take a nap. Eh dunya when I samper already no,” I laughed discordant. Now I turn to the dead television, because I can't see Alshaf's eyes focusing on me. “The members make everything so complicated Al. From the same papah brother who often fight just because of small things, papah who increasingly rarely return home and brother also participated busy with his lecture. And yes ... Small tones that at that time just need to be loved whining to papah keep asking for new mamah to play..”.

I twisted my fingers. Remembering those times of regret is hard. “Iya, I know bego. I shouldn't have asked for such a rich thing, but papah actually brought a new mamah for me who I now call mother,” Alshaf's hand stroked my shoulder. Makes me smile. It's not wrong to tell him this. “And you know? At that time my brother was angry. He also said that the mother is the third person from the marriage of papah sama mama. I didn't care at first, until I entered Junior High, a lot of new things I met. Until finally I also became hated the mother. Yes because ... brother's accusation proved true.”

I immediately drank the water cola. Until the cold can refresh a dry throat. “The story is that anyway. But ... It's weird isn't Al?”

“Any how? If you hate your mother it—“

“Not-no, this is a time incident at the secret place earlier. So I can be surprised even you have to carry to the car, because look at the face mbak-mbak employees potatoesnya, have a face that looks as similar as mamah!” My words are passionate. “Seriously deh, I want to be sure once again what is seen really or not,”

“You tomorrow I take you there again?” Ask, sure. “But make your question strange or not. I don't think it's weird, it's natural. I've only ever met someone whose face looks like me.”

“Wah, wow! It must be more cute that one, right?”

Alshaf grunts dislikes. “Apaan. Back to topic aja,” I pressed his muscular arms with a sneer. “Jealous yes lo? Well, I'm jealous of this artist. Naturally, I am beautiful—“

“Udah realized you are beautiful. But why is it still the same gamon ex?”

Jleb

I have to answer how? I also don't understand my own feelings.

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