Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 32

The night has come. I sat in front of the mirror. Combing and dabbing my hair. After that it makes it a little wavy at the end.

My mind came back to light during Alia's seven-monthly event this afternoon. During the event, Alia smiled happily. Compliments and prayers are poured out for him and the prospective baby in his womb. Everyone seemed excited and impatiently looking forward to the birth of the first grandchild in the Sanjaya family.

I secretly looked at him with envy. How happy and lucky Alia is. Get everything he wants without having to bother. He never lacked the love of parents. Since childhood, father and mother always indulge and obey his wishes.

Unlike me who has to try hard if you want something. The birth of Alia was like a disaster for me. After my sister was born, my parents started to change. His affection was not as warm as it used to be, before Alia existed. Especially Dad, he treated me and Alia very differently. Many times I am forced to give up and admit wrong even though I did not make a mistake.

Since then I have not been happy. Until one day I met Kevin, a man who always tried to give me what I wanted. A man who is not ashamed confesses his guilt and apologizes. A man who wants to give up to make me happy.

What I didn't get in my family, I got from Kevin and his parents. Love, affection and attention, I get from there. His father and mother took me warmly. They treat me very well. What's more mama Nadia, she always spoiled me like I was her own daughter.

That's why I can't let Kevin go. He's part of my life, the source of my happiness. If he leaves, I die.

The knock on the door broke my daydream that was reflecting. I walked towards the door of the room. Pull the slot and open the door.

As soon as it opened Kevin stepped in and pushed me inside. I almost fell backwards because I was walking backwards. Luckily Kevin caught me immediately, before my body hit the floor.

Kevin walked ahead of me. Then dropped his ass on the gray sofa in the corner of the room. He closed his eyes, leaning his head back. One hand extended upwards, massaging his temple.

"She's Kevin sick?" my question, worry. I walked closer to him.

"My head is a little dizzy" he said.

"Maybe due to lack of sleep, rest for a while" I said as I was by his side.

Kevin pulled my hand and made me fall and sit on his lap. He put both his hands around my waist.

"What are you doing, Mom. It's not in the apartment" I said, reminding. I tried to escape. However, it cannot. Kevin just tightened his embrace.

"Don't be like this, Mum. Untie me. There are a lot of people outside. What if someone comes and sees us like this?"

"Just calm down, Ly. Everyone is busy with their own business. No one will ever realize the existence of both of us.

"But ...."

"Sst." Kevin put his index finger on my lips. Tell me to stop talking. "Let me hug you like this, Ly. I'm tired" he said, softly. He drowned his face in my chest. Eyes closed.

Seeing him like that I feel sorry. Lately he has been very busy. It makes us rarely meet. I stopped rebelling. I let him do what he wanted. I rubbed his head gently. Plays my finger on her slightly wavy hair.

Shortly thereafter, Kevin opened his eyes again. He brought his face closer to me. My eyes closed as Kevin put our lips together. He kissed me softly. We clashed our lips for a few minutes.

"I love you, Ly" said Kevin after taking off his paging. He looked at my face.

"I love you too, Mom," I said, smiling.

Kevin landed a kiss. But not on the lips. Except on my forehead. He dipped it long enough. After that take off his embrace. I got off her lap immediately. Then sit next to him.

"Now come out, before Alia or any other seek you" I said, commanding.

"Okay, ma'am," said Kevin. Lazily he stood up. Then put his foot out of the room.

After Kevin left I continued my previous activities. Prepare to attend the second event in the title at night. It was Kevin's father's birthday party, now sixty years old.

When I came out, the atmosphere on the lower floor was quite crowded. Invitational guests began to arrive.

Some people looked at me as I went down the stairs. I stepped up confidently. As soon as I reached the last step of the stairs I was shocked by the presence of Alia who was walking quickly towards me. His eyes looked fiery.

What's wrong with her? Why is he looking at me like that.

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Suddenly Alia splashed the drink in her hand onto my face. I wavered because of it. In an instant, the red liquid littered my face and my dress.

I haven't finished my surprise. The next second he slapped a hard slap on my cheek.

I'm holding my cheek. Be ill. So hurt.

"What do you mean, Alia? Why did you slap me?" my many.

"Basic laktor is shameless! Why don't you just die, Alea!" Shouted Alia, furious. He raised his hand again, beating my face and my head.

"Akh, Alia's sick," I cried as Alia grabbed my hair. I'm holding my hair.

"This pain is not comparable to what I feel Alea!" Again he slapped my face.

"Do you know how much my heart hurts when Kevin comes to you? The more days your behavior gets too far!"

"What do you mean, Alia? I don't understand what you're saying."

"Stop pretending to be stupid, Alea! You don't think I knew you were alone with Kevin in the room!"

My eyes were wide, surprised. So he knows?

"You're disgusting, Alea. I hate you!" Shouted Alia. He hit me more and more violently.

I'm resigned. I could only curl up and cover my face with both hands.

"Stop, Alia!" Shouted mother. He tried to stop Alia's hand from hitting me.

"Take me off, Mom. Let me hit him so he wakes up and stop flirting with my husband" said Alia, rebelling.

"Enough Alia. You're pregnant, " said the mother. The grip of Alia's hand on my hair began to loosen. It droops weakly. Then unconscious in my mother's arms. Some people came. They looked panicked to see Alia faint. I saw Kevin coming too. He lifted Alia's body and took her away. So too with the others.

I am left alone. Which is lying on the floor. There are many people around me. But everyone just watched, nobody helped me.

With the rest of the energy I have. I'm trying to get up. But my right leg is painful. I can just sit. He lowered his head, staring at the cold floor. Pain in the cheek from Alia's slap felt throbbing. But the pain in my body was not worth the heartache I felt.

Kevin, hero. Why didn't you come to help me? Why are you helping Alia? can't you see I'm hurt?

Kevin ... Is our relationship really going to end this time?

My vision began to blur. Along with the outflow of clear liquid that pooled the eye lubricant.

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With footsteps approaching towards me. The pair of legs wrapped in pantofel shoes stopped fifty inches in front of me. It was as if I was kneeling in front of him. I don't know who or what he's going to do to me. I was so scared I didn't dare to raise my face.

"Do you like sitting on the floor?" said the man standing in front of me. His voice sounded angry. Although I didn't see his face but I guess he was a young man.

"Wake up, the Ale-Ale-floors are cold" he said. This time his voice sounded softer.

Ale-alle's? only Alan called me by saying that. But how could he be here. Am I hallucinating?

"Are you deaf? I told you to get up, but why are you still sitting there like a fool."

Slowly I raised my face. Raising my head to look at the face of the man before me who was towering. The man looked at me with a sad look. "ag ... Are you that?" my question, not sure. It was similar to Alan but it looked very different.

"Hm, it's me" he said.

Unknowingly my tears just slid. Moistened both my cheeks. Looking at her face made my tears break.

Alan bent his body. Then crouched down, one of his knees bent as a pedestal. His fingers stretched out, wiping away the tears on my face. "Don't cry" he said.

Hearing her soft voice and attentiveness made my cry even more unstoppable. "Al, I want to go home" I said in a trembling voice.

"Yes. Let's go home" he said. Alan put his right hand behind my back. One more hand on both my legs. While holding me he stood up. Then it began to step out its legs, breaking through the crowd of people who were watching my quarrel with Alia.

I drowned my face in his chest. Avoiding the looks of the people we passed by. The people who looked at me with looks of disgust and also hate.

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