One Night Stand (Bringing Destruction)
Not Knowing Each Other

Bough . . .

I accidentally bumped into someone, but I fell down and he reached out his hand to help me stand up.

"I'm sorry I didn't accidentally." Say it, while receiving his hand.

Deg. .

Brother Nathan. .

"If the road uses eyes!" Brother Nathan said coldly, then passed away leaving me.

'He really doesn't recognize me.' Speak to me in my heart, looking at her back that is getting away.

'What I expect from people who don't remember me anymore, enough Eva. Forget everything, start all over!' Say me in my heart.

With a giant step I went home, when I got home I helped Mom sell as usual and this afternoon when I just reopened our cake stall. A luxurious car stopped, and I looked in wonder.

"Whose luxury car is that? Maybe find an address." I murmured, while continuing to tidy up the existing cakes.

"I want 5 for every cake!" Said firmly a man who made me surprised, because without permission immediately ordered in large quantities.

Deg . .

Brother Nathan. . .

"Sound no! Hurry up!" Her words are upset.

"Ba-i. . . Just a minute." I said nervously.

With trembling hands, I wrapped the cake.

"Th-this is the cake." I said nervously, handing over the packet of cookies. And without a word he left, having saved money that was indeed more than the price of his cake.

I exhaled a rough breath, and suddenly Mom came over to me.

"You why? Definitely cape huh? Rest there." Say Mother while compiling the cake she brought.

"Neverything, ma'am, I'm not cape." Say it while smiling.

"Don't be forced, how will you get sick? It's a break, baby." Mother's voice is soft.

"Mother calm down, if I cape for sure rest. Better Mother who rest, from dawn will make a cake." I said while hugging Mom.

"You are so stubborn! Yes, how are you! Oh yeah, did you hear the car?" Say Mother.

"Yes ma'am, someone came here in a fancy car." My speech.

"Mom know?" Ask me surprised.

"Dear, he comes here almost every day if it's in Indonesia. He works abroad, but his family's here." Mother explained.

'So Brother Nathan is the one I tell you about a lot, at night. Kind young people who always buy a lot of mother cakes and give more money. Why is the world so narrow, I'm trying to forget it. But in fact he knows Mom well, but he forgets me.' Say it in my heart.

"Va. . . Va. . ." Call Mom and shake my shoulder.

"Eh. . . Yes Mom! Sorry." I said I felt guilty.

"Someone bought it." Said the mother who was wrapping the other buyer's cake.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Which cake do you want? Please choose first." I am friendly to the buyer.

We also sell until before magrib, all our cakes and fried foods are up.

"Alhamdulillah, all gone. Let's get ready to pray Magrib." Take Mom with you while carrying a dirty container, where the cake was and I followed Mom from behind.

We immediately cleaned and also prayed together at home, and when dinner arrived.

"Let's eat a lot! You're getting thinner I see!" Reproof Mother.

"Yes Mom! I eat a lot, always stay healthy." I said with a smile and Mom stroked my hair affectionately.

"Where is your body not thin! That's a little rice, eat vegetables same side dish doang! The rice is also dear, later you have stomach pain." Mom said while taking the rice back for me.

"Eh. . . Don't miss Mom, it's not over yet. Baby knows! Mubazir." I said with a frown, why now I don't have too much appetite for white rice.

It tastes bad on my tongue, but I used to eat white rice.

"You're! Rich Mother first! Mom when pregnant, do not want to eat white rice. Your father ngomel every day, because I do not want to eat rice. Finally, every day your Father masakin Ibu nasi goreng. From fried rice turmeric to rice sambe only in soy sauce, let the color is not white." Mom chuckled while recalling the memories of my pregnancy.

"Keep Ma'am, keep dong telling me again. Seneng heard the story of Mother about the Father." I said spirit.

"Yes, it was your father who vomited every day. But still have to make Mother fried rice, if you do not want to eat rice. Sampe ever so lemes his Father you, can not make Mother fried rice. Mother maksa eat rice without making your Father, uh even the Mother who was treated at the Hospital." Mother chuckles.

"Could you? You're lemes, but Mom's in the hospital?" Ask me wonder.

"Yes how not to enter the Hospital, Mothers eat rice mixed with 1 small plate. Let the color of the rice not be white, because you forget that the soy sauce runs out." Said Mom immediately laughing and I also gawked at her.

"Since I ate, the mother immediately diarrhea back and forth the bathroom and angry at your father. Tomorrow Mother is taken to Puskesmas and instead told to be in Rawat." Mother chuckled back, I could only pat my forehead.

I can imagine how dizzy you used to be, when you were pregnant with me. But I'm happy, every time Mom tells me about you. Which I could never see until now and I do not know whether you are still alive or dead, because you do not know where you are. Which disappeared suddenly, when I was 3.

Her happiness is imagining having a husband like Father, who was always there when Mom was pregnant with me. Until I unconsciously stroked my flat stomach, as if imagining a fetus was present in my womb.