My ex-Ipar Candidate
Shared Time (Masing-Masing)
"Darling, Mama's going to the toilet for a minute."
Haidar nodded not forgetting with a sweet smile on his cheek. The man was right to follow the will of the Mama, spending time with Jelita for a moment to make his heart peaceful.
Haidar is enjoying the time to be himself, without the interference of others who consider him a public figure. Despite having to wear a hat to cover his face, Haidar tried his best to be able to feel how a normal human being is on the end.
Some of the notifications on his phone only he read without intending to reply, Haidar felt uncomfortable with some people pressing so that he could still spend time for himself.
The sharp bead looked far away, he knew the figure and sure enough he regretted having tried to take care of others.
"Oh my God, why meet those two people."
Really he felt great annoyance, realizing that the two people walking in a circle were getting closer to him. Haidar tried to turn his body so that his existence was invisible, really he intended to set the heart of his home, not even make a wound.
"Dear, sorry for so long."
Jelita returned with her panicked face, afraid that her son would be angry because he had stayed too long. In fact no, Haidar's warm smile made the woman breathe a sigh of relief. His son who was so different from a few years ago now looks so dashing.
As soon as Haidar pulled Jelita and invited the Mama to immediately move away, he did not want Gian to realize his presence. And he was obviously reluctant because Radha was also with the man.
Unable to argue, Jelita just obeyed the steps of the Son who pulled his hand for no reason. I don't want to go anywhere, only Jelita does not want to ask a lot.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Ehm, no, Ma."
"Then? You haven't had lunch, honey."
"I want ice cream, Ma."
Strange request that was quite surprising Jelita heard, since when his son was childish. Even as he knows, Haidar is so maintaining a diet that does not just choose what enters his body.
"Huh? You sure?"
"Why, this time, not much."
Not much or not, only Jelita wondered what her son was thinking. Why does he never feel the little things, Jelita thought.
Like a toddler who always holds the hand of the mother and goes where Jelita leads. That's how Haidar is currently, some views are on the two, Jelita's body which is only a boat of his son makes the woman still look cute even though she is not young anymore.
"Ma, bring a lot of money, right?"
A question that made Jelita laugh crisply, why would her son question such a thing. What makes it so weird this time.
"Why are you, Haidar .. Are you sick? Hm?"
Haidar was so innocent when Jelita put the back of her hand on Haidar's forehead. His son looked fine, but why did Haidar not seem to be him.
"No, Ma .. it's just a-I ...."
"You why?"
"I-I didn't bring any money, Ma, even the wallet left in the room."
Jelita smiled funny, so panicked her son when he asked Jelita to check his clothes, Although the woman felt so minimal, said independent from the figure of Haidar. Because of Jelita's information that Randy gave, his son was not used to doing anything himself.
As a public figure since he was a teenager, even how to order coffee was not so understanding Randy. During this time, it was Rury who was always his right hand, wherever and whatever Haidar did while outside.
He only serves as an actor who is always busy in his world. While everything about his life is the responsibility of all Rury, as well as financial problems, Haidar often closed his eyes and entrusted all to Rury as well.
"Mommy's kids aren't used to traveling alone?"
"Yes, Ma, it's usually the same with Rury or Om Randy."
Jelita is able to accept, it's okay, maybe her son needs time to get used to it. And again he remembered Radha, the woman whom he had once decided as the future wife of Haidar.
If the marriage had really happened, it would have been difficult. How does Haidar take on the role of family leader if in fact even for himself Haidar has not been able to.
Right, in the end not everything they think is good will always be good. There is always a way in which God gives the best choice, and Gian who is now a husband to Radha is the way that God gives.
"Hem, you have to try slowly, baby .. 'cause you're gonna be the leader of your family."
Haidar fell silent, slowly he understood what his mother meant. The man understood, but for the sentence Jelita said made him slightly refuse.
"Leader?"
"Yes, leaders like Papamu and Gian. You understand, don't you, honey?"
"Sir Gian ...."
Haidar laughed discordantly, for some reason the words of the mother seemed to damage his mood. How, who he was about to lead was now in the arms of others, Haidar thought.
"Ah come on, Mama .. I'm tired of hearing that.
Because it was too deep, Haidar chose to divert the conversation. Arguing over ice cream seems like more fun, he thought.
"No, you can't eat too much sweet, Haidar!!"
"Mom, just two isn't much."
"Just keep denying, promise only one, dear."
"But I want both, Mama."
Really, in front of him this 21-year-old man but more like a 12-year-old teenager. Haidar enough to make some people there surprised, but they could not deny that the man was adorable.
Not ending with the debate Haidar, in a place not far from them also happened. It seems that today the buyers have to argue first, thought some of the people who were there.
"Sister, can't time?"
"No!! You ate two before, Zura!! You want some bloating?"
"Ah later also shrink itself, Brother, just calm down."
"Ck, you haven't had lunch, Ra, you'll be sick later, honey."
"There's no history of people being rushed to the hospital for ice cream, sister." Really, Gian is out of words. Not to mention the people around them were not few.
"Well, is it, Mas?!" radha continued looking for justification on the man who was in front of him.
"Well, Neng." Stupidly the man answered so innocently and put his life in danger in front of Gian.
"Dam!! You want to die?!!"
Instantly the man's smile faded away, frightened by Gian's eyes that suddenly wanted to skin him.
So thorough, Haidar eavesdropped on the debate that was not far beside him, whether where Gian's eyes did not recognize his posture. Since then Jelita was about to approach his son, but Haidar forbade him again and again.
"Please, Ma .. It's Mama's time with me, not them."
As much as possible, Haidar covered the tiny body of the mother so that Gian did not see her, chose to move and walk away from their side.