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"Where are you going?" I said to the man.
That man didn't answer my question either. He moved away and got further away. His face smiled in a bitch.
" Don't go!!! Where are you going??? Don't go!!!" I screamed, but he didn't listen to me at all. Until it disappears from before me.
"Cloth"
My mom finally woke me up with a book. It turned out that it was just my nightmare.
"It hurts" I got out of my bed.
" You're Stell, this hour still not awake? You are not a teenager anymore!!! I want to be old like my mom. When are you getting married?" long time wide mama started to lecture me.
"Grandpa ma, that's-that's all I talked about! Still this morning." I answered while making the bed.
"You're Gonta changing guys anyway!!!" when do you want to be? Let's try to find a serious one!!! mama was upset.
"Udah, from tomorrow you just have to want to meet his children temen mama!!"mommy said while leaving my bedroom.
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In between breakfast, Mama started talking about my matchmaking again. He had planned this for a long time. I can only say my mother's words and dare not argue. Because, I have very often avoided matchmaking.
I no longer dare to refute the words of my mother, because the last time I denied my mother directly entered the Hospital because of her high blood rose.
" Yes ma, I want to ma" I said flatly.
" Mama gave your number to her son. You know first don't you cuekin anymore!!!" mama said while tidying the dining table.
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My mom and dad are no longer together. My parents were divorced five years ago. Mama chose to live alone with me and my dad got remarried to his affair in the area where he worked.
Divorce is so deep in my mind. To this day, I am still struggling with their separation. Papa's affair with another woman and my mother's suffering and inner wounds were still clearly recorded in my mind.
Maybe that's the factor that made me change. And this is also the reason I don't trust men anymore. And it's very hard for me to open my heart to others.
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My mom still works at her age. He is very tough and hardworking. Especially after separating from Papa. He always tries to keep his son's life from falling apart. He lived, fulfilled all my needs until I graduated from college.
Even though you don't live in the same city as me. Sometimes I think of papa to both of us. However, I try to keep a good relationship with papa. Often you still call me if you are not busy. On the other hand, I also often talk to each other with him.