Our Love Story's
Mama

The needle of the clock rotates according to its axis, seconds by seconds pass without feeling. Event after event happens, hard, sad, happy, as if toying with human feelings. Today laugh, tomorrow cry. The next second is happy, the next second is hurt. All pass by the flow of life, without being controlled by hands and eyes.

That afternoon, Kimy was sitting on his bed and holding a guitar. Plucking the strings of the musical instrument regularly to create a melodious rhythm. In the middle of the reddish afternoon sky, the girl sings softly. Expressing his heart through pitched verses.

"Love is blind and deaf

Not seeing not hearing

But it comes from the heart, it cannot be denied

That's right, it's true.

Love is space and time

Not a moment should want

Love needs a quiet space

Tuk expresses his heart

You, me, talk.

I want to say love but fear is wrong

Say no, say no

I want to say baby but not girlfriend.....

Shoot no yes, shoot no yes"

Kimy's singing voice changed as his phone rang. The girl took her phone, she fell silent for a moment when she saw who was calling. Someone he hasn't called in a month. Someone who is the most meaningful person in her life, Mama.

Kimy shifted the green icon, then placed the flat object on the right ear.

"Hallo?"

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The foot of the level stepped into a music studio that was still crowded even though it was night. Clad in long black pants and checkered shirts not to forget the usual pigtailed hair, the girl looked to the right and left, looking for a figure she had not met for a long time.

"Sim...!!" a call made the girl named Kimyora turn her head. Seen a middle-aged woman clad in a black dress on her knees waving her hand at him.

Kimy was silent for a moment. Gathering intention and confidence. Although a little hesitant, he still walked closer to the woman who was smiling widely. Seeing Kimy approaching, Cindy also approached. Hugging the body of his daughter who has now grown up. Kimy did not retaliate, nor did he refuse. He just kept quiet, letting the female figure he used to call Mama stroke his head repeatedly.

"How are you?, healthy?. Why not talk if you are in Indonesia, you can stay with Mama" Cindy said gently.

"You're busy, I don't want to bother you" Kimy said briefly.

Cindy's heart is full. He knows it's his fault. He chose to part ways with the possessive and arrogant Papa Kimy just to pursue his career as a singer to the point that he forgot about Kimy, his sweet little daughter. Divorce two years ago had an impact on everything. His life, especially Kimy. She who used to be a sweet and feminine girl, now turned into a tomboyish and uracan girl.

"Have you eaten?" ask Cindy who answered the little trinket by Kimy.

"We ate yuk, at the front restaurant. There's spaghetti, your favorite right?” bring him. Kimy nodded with an awkward smile, not expecting his mother to still remember the food he liked after several months of never communicating.

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Obu and the boy enjoyed their meal in silence. The meeting was shrouded in awkwardness and still felt special for Cindy. Knowing his daughter came to Indonesia became good news for him.

"What is your school?" ask Cindy to break the awkwardness. Kimy looked up for a moment before finally answering.

"Well, one school with Kai" he said.

"Kai?"

"Yes, Kairen. Om Rey's son and Aunt Ken's son Ma, cook forget"

"Ohh yeah-yes, those twins, right?. How's he doing now?, handsome?" ask Cindy enthusiastically. At least Kimy was willing to talk to him like he used to. Tells the story experienced every day and then exchanged opinions like a friend.

"Bull sigh" Kimy paused.

Seeing Kimy who messes around by himself, makes Cindy look at her daughter suspiciously.

"Do you like Kai?" the accusation quickly.

Kimy spontaneously chokes. He grabbed the glass of avocado juice he had ordered, then drank it to moisten his sore throat.

"What a hell, not!!" kilah Kimy's.

Cindy smiled a little.

"When you were your age, you often do too. He said he did not like it, but in his heart was full of the same name"

Hearing her Mama's words, Kimy's cheeks blushed in embarrassment. Was his face inconclusive to the point that his mother knew he was lying?.

"No, Kimy doesn't like him. Who the hell would want to be like a playboy like him"

"Everyone makes mistakes, Kim. Including Kai whom you call playboy. But you need to know, playboy if you already like one person, he will definitely be the person who struggles the most. He'll change if he's serious"

Kimy. Trying to guess the meaning of his mother's words. Yes, playboy will change if he finds the person he really loves. Now Kimy asks himself, does Kai love him too?.

"Yes, and that person is definitely not me. I'm not her type Ma. I'm not a feminine, calm, graceful, I don't-

"You're beautiful baby" Cindy cut out quickly.

"You forgot your identity?. Have you forgotten the same you used to be?. You are beautiful, you are feminine, you are elegant, you are perfect. If there is something bad, it is the view of people who do not like you. You're beautiful with your version, and you're definitely good in front of people who like it" Kimy fell silent.

"The opportunity does not come twice, step now or lose forever"

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After the meeting with Cindy, Kimy mused more. The woman's words kept ringing in her brain. She's only been in love for the first time, and now she knows it feels this complicated.

"*The opportunity didn't come twice"

"Move now or lose forever*"

Kimy is like a crazy person now. The girl grabbed her own hair while shouting indistinctly.

"AAAAA DIZZINESS"

"KIMYYYY, DON'T SCREAM"

Kimy's lips were immediately shut tightly when Mother Kos gave her a warning. The girl grinned at the dog even though no one was looking.

"CHRISTLE BUK, SLACK OFF"

He then walked into the closet, picking up a suitcase he had not opened since arriving in Indonesia. His hands open the suitcase, there are a variety of dresses, clothes that girl bangettt, the same make up of various famous brands that he used to always wear.

Kimy held onto the items and then looked at the reflection of his face in the mirror.

"Yes, I'm beautiful" she said confidently.

"Not now, when else?. After all, love can be present because it is used to it"

Kimyora Claresy Wijaya

**Many ask, 'thor kok up is very rare?'

First of all I say thank you and sorry. Thank you for all your support and I'm sorry I ever let you down. I have to manage my time guys, school, errands, and novels are all important. Especially now that it has started full PTM, I am at home only late afternoon until the mall, that was also an abomination of duty. I'm up just a leisure pass.

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