
Mira rushed home after receiving a message. Before leaving the office he had told Dona and Arifin of his superior to go home early due to sudden business. Mira is grateful to have such understanding coworkers and superiors.
"You who?"
The woman was so shocked to hear the voice of a man talking to her.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
George's mind seemed to work twice as fast so that in a short time he realized that this woman before him was Mira's mother.
"Where is my manners? I'm sorry, you must be Mrs Stella."
"Where do you know that? Do we know each other?"
"Yet. We don't know each other, madam. But I heard a little story about you. I was actually planning to introduce myself to you, Mr. Marthin and Mark next week, but I never thought we'd meet today."
"Oh, but who exactly are you? And what are you doing in my son's apartment?" Stella looked confused.
"I'm George Goldsmith, Client Mira and his girlfriend. And I live here with Mira."
"What?"
Mira's heart felt heavy when she imagined her mother meeting George. While he was in the office, he received a message from Stella where the woman had arrived in Jakarta and was on her way to the apartment. Mira never told her parents that she now had a boyfriend. More than that, Mira is afraid to tell if now she even lives in one house with her lover. She was not prepared to face the consequences if Stella found a man living in her apartment.
"Ma, why hasn't the phone been picked up? Mama where the hell is it? "
High anxiety begins to hit Mira. In the taxi he was riding, he did not stop pressing the same number just to ensure the whereabouts of his mother.
"Ma, please pick up the phone."
After listening to George's explanation, Stella's knee felt weak. While trying to digest the man's words, Stella stepped towards the sofa. He can no longer stand. His hands and feet trembled withstanding anger, fear, sadness and disappointment. A trace of surprise was seen on Stella's face. "What do you mean?"
Looking into the woman's brown eyes, George realized there was sadness. The man could only say, "I'm sorry."
"You should be able to say more words than just apologize." Shouting Stella.
Silence hung for a moment until George again let out his voice, "This is hard to believe, but this is the fact. But you don't have to worry. I'll ensure Mira's happiness and safety. He's my priority."
"really? I'm not sure!"
George looked at the woman. There was an eternity in his eyes. "I promise you that for the rest of my life I will look after, be happy and love Mira with all my heart. After my New York job is done, I'll be right back and take care of our wedding."
"For God's sake, what else is this?"
When the taxi stopped in front of the apartment, Mira immediately got down and ran as fast as she wished she could arrive earlier than her mother. Once inside the apartment, Mira felt the heat filling the room.
Long before Stella finally answered Mira's question. "Do you think you can be okay after knowing all this, haaaaa...? Brash kid!!! Is this what you've been doing here? Shameless!!!" Stella yells as she hits Mira on the back with her hand.
"For example, Mira knows Mira is guilty. forgive Mira ma." The tears did not stop flowing down the woman's cheeks. Mira was crying not because of the pain in her back, but because she knew that she had made a mistake and she had let her mother down.
In an instant George got up to Mira and tried to pull himself so that George could block Stella with his back. "I'm sorry ma'am, it's not Mira's fault, but it's my fault."
"Fuck you two."
"Sorry ma."
"Sorry lady."
Mira's gaze turned to George. "Go from here. Don't you have any business in New York?"
"But I can't leave you like this baby."
"It's okay - what. Really am! I need to talk to my mom. We'll be fine. Believe it." Mira reassures George.
"All right then. Ma, I have to go now. But I promise I'll be back as soon as my work is done there. I promise..."
"Enough. Stop the. You better get out of here." Stella said as she stared cynically at George.
"All right, I'm leaving."
George gives Mira a soft kiss on her thin lips and immediately picks up the items she has packed.
"I'm leaving. I'll call you right away when I get to New York. I love you."
Stella looked at the two people in front of her. "For God's sake, this is driving me crazy. They're not even shy about kissing in front of me."
The heat is still flowing and Mira knows she has to wait until the flow stops. It used to be when Mira made a mistake and Stella scolded her, it took them a few minutes to calm their minds. After they were calm, they spoke.
But this time it was different. Mira realized this was her most fatal mistake.
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