That Other Woman, My Mother
WAX 08

Nayra was back at work after a day of permission. His legs are good enough, although still limited space. In addition, he also hesitated to Leo because Leo still visited him yesterday morning.

Despite the pain, there seemed to be no tolerance for him. From morning until noon, he was in the operating room, and could only be completely finished after two in the afternoon.

Nayra returned to her study for lunch. However, she was struck by the presence of someone who made her bad mood instantly.

Nayra threw a sideways glance at the face-to-face meeting with Ana sitting in the chair she used to use for the consultation with the patient.

"Mama wants to talk to you, Nay." Ana stood up, crossed her arms and looked haughty.

Nayra continued her steps towards her desk. After yesterday's incident, now his mother seemed to have no guilt for seizing her son's lover. Nayra was inexhaustible with her mother's attitude. What was the reason the woman had raped her?

"may ... Mama loves Aldo." Ana looked straight into Nayra's eyes who ignored her. A smile of victory rose on Ana's lips. After successfully seizing Aldo, Ana intends to disturb Nayra's new boyfriend. Anyway, Ana's only goal is to make Nayra hurt and broken, then die slowly like her mother.

"Mama's feelings are sincere and without any motive other than that. Mama also said this to you because Mama loves you so much. But you're tired of having to hold back, Mama, son. So—"

"Take Aldo for your happiness. Nay willingly origin happy Mama. Now Nay's busy, so can Mama come home soon?" Nay restrains himself from looking weak in front of his adoptive mother. The woman Nayra now looked at was nothing more than a male usurper belonging to another woman. No more respect and affection for the stepmom. Whatever the reason, Nayra no longer wants to have a relationship with the two people who have been abusing her.

"But remember, Mama Ana! I gave my beloved, as a gift. I did not lose or retreat in this war! I don't accept other people's marks, because they only deserve to be in the trash! Enjoy Aldo all Mama, I can find a better one a thousand times than him!"

Nayra clenched her hands holding back the growl that seemed impatient to get out. If only her mother could look into Nayra's heart, she would have laughed. Which woman's heart is not broken seeing her lover prefer another woman? But Nayra was clinging, not wanting to look weak in front of her.

The corner of Ana's lips was slightly drawn. Laughing at Nayra with courage and forced stubbornness. A sneering laugh then sounded. "Why is it so easy to give up, Nay? Though Mama wants you to whine and ask Mama to stay away from Aldo, do you already have another man?"

Nayra's trembling lips held in anger finally broke a mocking laughter. "If so, is that a problem for my mom? Mama's gonna take it again?"

Ana screeched while throwing her face away. Shit ... Nayra could already guess what her next plan was.

"Why Ma? Why did Mom do that to me?" Nayra couldn't stand it, her head wanted to break thinking of the most likely possibility why her mother would ruin her relationship with Aldo.

Ana laughs happily, but she has no intention of telling Nayra now. Let the woman be confused and finally frustrated herself. "Surely you must now bear one's sins to Mama."

Nayra's fine forehead wrinkled slightly. His eyebrows are intertwined.

Ana chuckles, scoffing at Nayra's confusion. "A mistake that cannot be forgiven at all, even though death has taken Mama's life."

Each word was spoken with great pressure, and Nayra could feel Ana's anger.

"If you have a new boyfriend, news, yes, Nay ... If it's appropriate, Aldo will give it back to you. Bye-bye!" Ana stood up and flicked her fingers at Nayra. Ana's smile expanded with satisfaction. Nayra's depressed face was her own pleasure for her.

In Nayra's current condition, fighting Ana is highly unlikely. He was still too shocked by this bitter and painful reality. Nayra's time with Aldo was very long and long, when did Nayra not know where Aldo and Mama where? Nayra always knew, but she still cheated.

Aldo since at PHK only worked in workshops, his mother worked and often went out of town with his friends. Aldo's life was simple, pick him up every day, and every night they walked, then went home. The sonoton but Aldo seemed to have no objection, until his work schedule began to be irregular.

Nayra grabbed her hair until it felt like it could be plucked from the scalp. It hurt her heart so much that she couldn't breathe freely. His eyes were again strong, hot and wet. If only it could, now Nayra wants someone to dissect her head and remove the memory of yesterday's events from her brain lining.

"If it's heavy, just stay in the house of his head."

Nayra's eyes opened, her breathing halted for a full two seconds. Is this ...?

Nayra ventured to look at the sitting Leo by raising one leg to the other, her body leaning against the chair, her hands playing the phone. The classic style of the man looked pretentious and rancid. His age is not young anymore—obviously Nayra knows, because all nurses, interns, and staff often talk about how cool Leo is at the age of 36 late—but his style is trendy and contemporary, it makes Leo look much younger.

"Don't look at it, I'm cool." Leo said without looking at Nayra. Maybe his ears had eyes, so he could tell Nayra was looking at him.

"Chih ...." Nayra threw away her face, "Morning shift?"

Nayra is not very familiar with Leo's schedule. The man should have also served in the hospital's structural department, and is said to have taught as well. This was only around the gossip he heard, he himself was reluctant to ask.

"It's only been up to Shift afternoon." Leo put down his phone and looked at Nayra a little longer, like there was something he wanted to say but for a moment he considered—ask or forget it.

"Why?" Nayra's head sniffed low, "Is there forgetfulness?"

"No." Leo shakes. "Eat, gih! Or do I want a bribe?"

Nayra laughed softly while shaking her head. "I've ordered real food, but I can't seem to refuse."

Leo raised both eyebrows together. It's nice when Nayra understands herself so well. "It takes great effort to bring this box of food here."

"Do I owe you any more?" Nayra grabbed the plastic wrap of the food box, then opened it. Beautiful and aesthetic sushi greeted her.

Nayra's eyes sparkled, looking delicious from the look. "I'll pay for all your kindness, Leo. Later—"

"Dining at home ...." Leo stood up, painstakingly he said that to Nayra—lucky Nayra paved the way. His Papa's request cannot be denied, because the incident last night made Leo continue to be sacked by the Papa. The urge to get married comes again. If not Nayra then her Papa will find another woman.

Obviously Leo chose Nayra, at least Nayra can be invited to compromise—Nayra is also not bad right?

Nayra looked up, looking at Leo in astonishment.

Leo's breathing sounded heavy. "The father asked. You can ask anywhere as comfortable as you are, if my house is not comfortable."

The Leo option is always there to make it easier for anyone to come in contact with it. And in Nayra, Leo had little hope even though recovering from the trauma of heartache took a long time.

Nayra lowered her head, playing the chopsticks for a moment. "Your family's amazing, Leo. Do I deserve to sit at a table with you?"

"All men are equal in the eyes of God, Nay. The only difference is the character. We're not the kind of people who judge people by wealth and caste." Leo clasped his hand on the black pants he was wearing. "Select resto—"

"On your house, then. Set it up immediately." Nayra. This is his last step to turn things around.

"I'm sorry if I was impressed to use you, Leo."

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