SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
WRYLY

Tonight I'm staying at Papa's for the first time.

I slept in the nursery that Mama provided. There is a bed for one person.

I talked to Mas Reza over the phone.

"Mas later if you have children, may not I live here" said my origin.

"Huh, try repeating."

"If you've heard, don't repeat."

"That's why you decided to stay there. I don't want to. It's just not tonight, it's the next night."

I laughed when I heard my husband was upset.

"Why Mas, I just met my Papa. It's only natural that I want to spend time together." God.

"I don't want to go back a second time, baby. I can't sleep this." whimper.

"Yes I turned off the phone let you, sleep." We used to sleep cuddling, not even him who can not sleep I was the same.

I've been falling here and there, but my eyes are hard to shut.

For the last 2 years we have been used to each other. Even the smell of his armpits is a sedative to me. Every night sleeps well because of the smell of his armpits, wry.

I tried to send a message to Mas Reza.

Instead of teasing him, even though I myself have trouble sleeping.

"Bag.."

TRIINGS ...

Wah was immediately reply. I smiled at the sumringah.

"Why, baby. You haven't slept ?"

"I'm just going to sleep, Mom. I haven't slept yet ?"

"Just check on our wedding preparations, baby. Afraid of less."

"Hmm. Don't stay up, Mom."

"Son, honey. You sleep there, tomorrow I'll pick you up and try the food list for guests."

"Yes, Mum."

Tok .. tok ...

Who's night night gets the door.

Creat ....

"Oh Davina, what's up ?"

Surprised me, rich midnight gini what he wants to wander.

"May I come in, Ma'am ?" Davina glanced at my bed.

"Hmm, come on in."

"What's up ?" we sat in the corner of the bed.

"What's wrong, Ma'am. I'm sure you can't sleep, right ? That's why I'm here, can."

He knows I can't sleep. Very understanding.

"Yes, I'm talking to Mas Reza about marriage. So not sleeping." I'm afraid.

"Indeed the wedding is not ready all ?"

"Not yet, only the matter of catering has not been."

Davina nodded.

What's wrong with him.

"Why, why Dav ?" ask me curious.

"Me and Papa don't wear uniforms at weddings, Mommy?" his face was red and embarrassed.

I'm anxious to see her, I want to pinch her chubby cheeks.

"Hmm, looks like Dav. You see, uniforms are being ordered for everyone, the family."

His face was sad, there was a look of disappointment behind it.

"Why Dav ?"

"Hmmm, it's okay, ma'am. May the show be smooth yes mbak." despite saying so, obviously his face is grim.

"Yes, thank you, yeah."

The silence was long, there was a sense of awkwardness between the two of us. I don't know what he's thinking. The look on his face changed to a fox.

"If so, then rest. I went back to the room. Night, mbak." he rushed away like he was dying to run.

There's just this kid. I went up to my bed and slept.

***

Because of the words of my friend at the cafe, making all day I think about it.

"I was so happy when my sister got married. I'll wear a dress that matches the bride. Then become his companion. Akh I can choose the dress model that I will wear later, receive the gift I want from my future sister-in-law."

"I too, same. I was busy choosing the dress I wanted in matching colors with my sister. Moreover, my sister, ah I want to be more beautiful than the bride."

They were cool about their experience of being a bridesmaid when they found out I had an older sister who was about to get married.

I was excited to hear their stories. What else a few times they asked me what color and what model I would wear. I awkwardly and embarrassedly dared to ask Ms. Bella. I have only been with him in a family for a few days.

Ah let me, the important thing is that my curiosity is gone.

"Me and Papa don't wear uniforms at weddings, Mommy?" my face was like a boiled crab, it was burning because of the heat of shame.

What color do you think, ah I've been looking forward to it. When standing, stand behind the bride. I've been looking forward to this for a long time, when I saw my friend become his sister's bridesmaid. I can only swallow because I don't have a sister. Who would have thought the moment I wanted to happen, I had even two older brothers, a boy and a girl.

"Hmm, looks like Dav. You see, uniforms are being ordered for everyone, the family."

DEG ... DEG ...

This is not the answer I want, am I too greedy to want more.

"Family" are me and Papa not his family.

Maybe because we just admitted. Shame on me, I wanted to run as far as possible.

What I wish for, I will be disappointed.

I'm exaggerating like this. No way I'm his companion I'm not, who he's ready to be.

As much as I could muster my courage. Don't look that I'm looking forward to it. I wasn't expected to be present as his sister.

"Hmmm, it's okay, ma'am. May the show go well." Even if I say that, my heart is sad. I wish the marriage was good, even though I feel sick.

I saw the look on his face, didn't show a taste for me. Just ordinary.

Yes, I should be ordinary.

"If so, then rest. I went back to the room. Night, mbak."

I hurried out of Bella's room. My heart aches, but this feeling is wrong. Why do I hope for him, when our brotherly bond is just starting today. She may have thought of me before. Her marriage lasted 3 days and admitted we were only last night.

Ah about the escort dress alone makes me hurt. Since when can I not afford expensive and beautiful dresses.

But different from my brother's "companion" status. I mourn my situation. My dream of becoming a companion was finally realized because I had an older sister, but had to be dashed by the circumstances. May there be a miracle, I ask.