Pretend Marriage (Pretending to be Married)
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"Bi, Mama please. Come see Mama, son!" Rita pleads and welcomes, hoping Bia will meet her.

Do I have to see him? My misses are becoming more and more passionate.

"All right, send me the address!" bia replied in the end.

"Who's Bi?" Tasya was astonished by the words spoken by Bia.

"My mom!" Bia replied in a soft voice.

Tasya was surprised, "your mother?" tanyanya.

"Yeah. I'll tell you later. Help me get permission, will you? I have to go see him now, it's urgent" Bia said.

"Alright, go, Bi."

"Thank you" he said, touching Tasya's shoulder and then immediately ran away from the campus building.

Tasya is still in place. As long as they were friends, he had never seen the mother of his best friend. Bia always covers this one thing from her, and Tasya doesn't want to bring up the mother of her best friend because she appreciates it. From the beginning he felt that something was wrong with the relationship of the Mother Child. Sometimes she only hears the grapevine lopsided news about Bia and her mother, but she is reluctant to believe it. He would rather wait for Bia to tell him everything. And finally, that moment came.

"I'm waiting for you to make me a place to shed your sigh, Bi. May your relationship and your mother be well" Tasya murmured.

*****

Bia arrived in front of a cafe specifically for teenagers, he contacted his mother to re-assure the whereabouts of the woman.

"Come in, Mama is waiting for you inside" Rita said.

He took a deep breath before deciding to go inside. Then raised his footsteps, despite hesitation, he still steadied his pace.

"You can, Bi. Come in and meet the woman you've been missing all this time!" whisper to himself.

Unlike earlier who put on a fretful face, this time Bia pulled a chair, sitting her butt with her flat face. Without even starting first, he just stared fixedly at the woman.

"Do you still have pocket money? Has Wila been giving you enough money?" rita asked, then she took a sip of her milk coffee.

Bia was flabbergasted, staring intently at his mother who was still looking at him arrogantly.

"Who is that man, Ma? Why is it different from the last time?" bia's question made Rita wrong.

"He's the new Daddy Mama sugar!" answer after self-control.

"Mama's not ashamed? At such an old age still doing such a shameful thing! Seizing another woman's happiness just for money? That job is so low, Ma!" cecar Bia, he himself was not out of thought with the way his mother thought.

"Bia! Why is your mouth so sharp? What did Wila teach you?!" snapped Rita beaver.

"Aunt Wila?" Bia grinned, "of course he taught me the good. Don't fall for embarrassing things like you!" lirih.

"Bia!" Rita's breaking the table. His gaze grew even sharper on the child he never cared about.

"Mama did this for you! You are also looking for money for your needs! What Mama did was all for your good! Mama doesn't even care about your self-esteem to make money for your needs. But, why did you even call Mama like that?!" rita Hardik.

"Forku? How much did your mom give me? My needs weren't that big until my mother had to sell her pride! Can't Mama have a glass? Who is Mama doing all this for? To Mama herself, right!" hatch Bia.

"Mama only cares about money and money! Have you ever missed me as much as I always wanted to sleep in your arms? Have you ever seen me a little who is often injured because it is often insulted because of your shame, huh?" cecar Bia made Rita even more flabbergasted.

"Bia, forgive Mama, Mama loves you," said Rita memelas.

"Is this how you love me? I don't need anything but you!" tangkas Bia's.

"Bi, Mama's sorry for that. Mama had to do it so Daddy's sugar mama wouldn't get mad, Bi."

Again, Bia smirked at Rita. "For your Daddy sugar not to be angry but you're willing to hurt my heart? How ironic!"

"I'm getting married soon, after telling you, I'm a little relieved" Bia said.

"Married? With who? Is your husband rich? If he's a poor man Mama doesn't agree!"

"Ma, I'm telling you, not asking for your approval. Aunt Wila has agreed, that's enough for me!" expostulation.

"Bi, I'm still your mother! You'd rather hear Wila than me?" rita doesn't believe it.

"You are my mother, forever and ever. But, in your heart I am not your son!"

"Here you go, Bi, Mama won't fight with you. Mama invited you to come to see you and let go of the longing. But you're like this. What a great teaching Wila!" pissed off.

"My attitude is your responsibility, not Auntie Wila. He taught me very well. It's just that, I behave like this because of old emotions that have never been expressed" Bia pleaded.

Rita just kept quiet not answering anything, maybe she also knew about it and felt embarrassed after getting a heartfelt reply from her own son.

Rita reached into her bag and took out a wad of money, put it on the table and pushed the money in front of Bia.

"Take it! Mama just asked Daddy Mama for sugar. You use all you want, if it's finished you can ask again," he said.

"Money? For me?" Bia ensure.

"Hum!" Rita nodded in confirming.

"After a long time of not seeing each other, Mama did not question me, did not kiss me. Hanta gave me this worthless piece of paper? That low I'm in your eyes?"

"Sorry, I can't take it!" Bia gave the money to her mother again.

"I don't need it! Just pray that I don't go the wrong way like you!" bia then left from there.

While walking Bia brushed away her tears. The feeling of disappointment just goes away.

"Haninbia?" call someone, Bia stopped her steps and turned around.

"Uncle? What's up?" ask her with a raucous voice.

"Why are you blushing?" ask Brandon.

Bia's feelings warmed up. After feeling disappointed in someone, meeting a caring person, a feeling of pleasure is bound to be there.

"Link?" asked the man again, his face was so innocent, yet it made Bia irritated.

Bia was flabbergasted, shocked inwardly, and her heart was turbulent in disgust.

A twist? Even the little boy knew I was crying! It's stupid, but he's Brandon Wirastama, the genius!

"Do I look like a flickering person?"

"I know you haven't answered my question" he said lightly.

"Why is he so insensitive and flat as dry plaster?" mummy Bia. "For a year I have to live with someone like this? I'd rather stay in a mental hospital, even if the residents are crazy, at least they always have a sincere smile and more expression!" mummy Bia.

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