SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
NEW BEGINNING

It is not expected to easily get the signature of Mas Reza. Now we are not us, but me and you. Hopefully in the future there will be no more wounds that I receive from people who stop in my heart.

"Son, we're both official now. Don't worry, Mommy will always be with you. Son, if you are a man, never hurt a woman and vice versa. If you're a girl, then never bother a married man."

I leaned against the recliner, stroked my stomach and tried to hold back the tears that wanted to glide beautifully.

I thought that our accidental meeting was a soul mate to death, Mas. It turned out that it was just an accident that made a hole in my heart. Now what I have taken has returned to where it was.

I have restored your heart, Mother. Don't expect to come back, because I won't take what I've thrown away.

I have erased all traces in my life, now I will slowly erase you in my heart.

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SEVEN MONTHS PASSED ...

[Message to Mas Gaga]

"Non afternoon, tomorrow's the time to check up. Should I go there?."

Since the divorce, only Mas Gaga who comes every month to accompany me check up. Mas Gaga is a kind, friendly, warm and attentive man.

"If only, Non. Our social status is the same, I won't let Non continue to be alone there. I love you both so much, may I always be there when you're hard or happy."

I remember what he said when he rubbed my head a few months ago. After I went home, I fell asleep. In a semi-conscious state, I felt Mas Gaga's hand rubbing my head and speaking in a sad tone.

I never thought Mas Gaga had any feelings other than co-workers. I always thought of him as Big Brother, but that night I knew how he felt. He always protected me, even without me noticing.

I remembered when he warned me to focus more on Mas Reza's attitude a few days before the wedding. But I didn't even heed his words.

It was a change in Mas Reza at the time. Mas Gaga, can I ask more from you, Mas?.

[Message Exit Mas Gaga]

[Message to Mas Gaga]

"Yes, No."

TUT ... TUT ...

"Hello Mas, bother me?" my many.

"No, Non. Can anyone help?" the answer.

"There is Mas, you can't call me, Non. I wrote Mas if called, Non." I asked. I intend to open a new page even though I can't relate more, but what's wrong I started. The liver injury will not go away on its own without treatment.

"Hm.. A-a pa doesn't matter, Non." answered brickly. Maybe he's scared because I'm his boss.

"No, Mas. I'm the one who asked." I laughed a little at the question.

"B - okay, Non."

"Well, no more, Mom. Bella aja." my ray.

"Yes ... Be - La.." his voice trembled, perhaps if I saw firsthand the expression on his face would laugh. Just the sound of his voice was funny.

"Try to repeat." I teased him. Maybe now her cheeks are red.

"Bella" he said firmly.

"That's dong, Mas. Yeah, we've been waiting at home, huh, Mas." I deliberately teased Mas Gaga. It's funny to see his facial expression. The face that has been flat how about being embarrassed.

I laughed at imagining it.