The End of a Marriage
5. Insults from Mama

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Many times my mother asked me when I was pregnant, but I again just replied that I and Arif mas may not have been destined to have children.

"Where are they, how are you the same boy?" ask my mom.

"Mama and papa come in, let me call the rose mba dirga mas." I didn't listen to Mom's question.

Well, I did intend to call Mba Roses and dirga mas because since then my heart felt rumbling because they never showed up.

After I let my mom and dad in, I rushed up the stairs to the Rose room.

Right at the door, I undo my intention to knock on the door. I was curious because from inside there was the sound of people chatting. I also put my ear to the door.

"Where, how good wasn't that wobble?"

"Mas could have been, indeed the shake mas delicious, but earlier mine had sore."

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My heart suddenly became hot and claustrophobic when I heard the trash chatter. The roar on the chest also peaked, what kind of chatter is that? That means they didn't come out earlier must have been in contact. I snorted in annoyance, why did Dirga do that? Didn't he say he only loved me? Then why is he related to the Rose Mba?

Treek.....

I was surprised, suddenly the door opened and came out Mba Roses and dirga mas with a smile floating on each face. But that smile suddenly disappeared and instead turned into a astonished face.

"Rose, what's wrong?" ask dirga.

"Ah...anu, I I just want to call mba Sania same mas Dirga aja kok, because papa and mama have come." My word.

"Oh that's it, we're going downstairs too." Mba Sania.

I just smiled nodding, then just walked away from them.

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"Pa......." I said as I reached out to invite you to shake hands.

"Ma....." When I reached out to my mother, she did not reply. Even the middle-aged woman was reluctant to stare at me.

I just let out a long sigh and didn't bother, because it was normal for me. Mama was like that, never liked me, stepdaughter.

I don't know what, for whatever reason, I don't even know why my stepmom hates me.

"Ep.....Sania, how are you, son?" tanya Papa shifted the atmosphere that was uncomfortable.

"That's fine, Pa. How's papa himself?" askaku.

"Well, papa himself is fine, but it's been a few days papa's not feeling well."

"Hem..papa is old, you better not have to work anymore." My proposal because I feel concerned.

"Don't you just say, if your papa doesn't work to continue to be fed what is his wife?" ask my stepmom.

"Here, don't discuss. Papa's all right, Sania." My papa.

"Pa.....Ma....ayo eat first, I happen to be and mba Sania was already cooking for papa and mama." Rose Saying.

We all went to the dining room to eat together.

"Mama watch your appearance change, Sania." Mom said at her meal.

"Change what, Ma?" my question is not to understand.

"Well, try to look at your own mirror, look at your body which is now really big, it is rich almost the same as an elephant." I kissed my mother without thinking about my feelings. I smiled because I was confused about what to answer.

"Yes ma, don't be like that to Sania." Connect papa.

"Why, you are talking about facts and this is your opinion. Then what's wrong?"

This time Papa and Rose were made silent by Mama's words.

"Be careful Lo Sania, your husband Dirga will turn to another heart because of the appearance of you now." Mama's scorn and this time it really makes me claustrophobic to hear it.

"Ehem......" Dirga suddenly cleared his throat.

"Ma, no matter what Sania looks like, Dirga has never bothered her at all. Accepting Sania as she is, and Sania." Obviously Dirga mas while staring at me who just silently bowed.

Mama who heard Dirga's explanation could only pursed her lips, as if she held the shame of having scorned.

"Already Ma, continue eating first." Tell the real Rose upset to hear the explanation dirga mas.

Mama did not answer, but her hand took a balado egg on a plate that had not been touched.

"Dameless..Whose cooking is it, why doesn't it taste so good!"

I was shocked to see my stepmom spewing food out of her mouth. Rose, my stepbrother glanced at me.

Not answering yet, my stepmom just sneered back at me.

"Sania...! You can't take care of yourself, you can't cook!"

I who did hold back the patience not to be provoked by emotions was finally emotional as well. Mom's words this time really made me lose my patience.

"What do you mean, mama put me like that?" Ask me in a slightly raised voice.

Because I was so upset when my stepmom insulted me physically, even though the problem of cooking was then why should bring physical.

"You're not horrified? You can't cook the same as you take care of yourself...!" Mama repeated her words.

"Mama, please don't be like that!" Papa's pinta but it's not at all lubricated.

"Heh, you see noh, my son is a rose!"

I glanced at the Rose who lowered her face, but I still saw clearly a faint smile rising from her lips. Why are roses like that?

"The rose is beautiful, can cook and can also be everything. Not rich!" Mama's chirps are always comparing me and the Rose.

"Roses and Roses, Sania and Sania. We're both different, so why should you compare me to her?" I asked to try to defend myself while my papa just kept quiet with his forehead.

"If you don't like food, don't eat it, what's hard to say it's not good. I brought Sania physical as well." My really irritated chimpanzee.

"Dear, stop. Don't need to be extended!" Pinta mas Dirga tried to calm me down.

I snorted in annoyance.

"Originally you know, the one who cooked the food was not Sania but Roses!" Say it firmly.

Mama was silent at once, but her face turned red upon hearing my words.

"Yes ma, the one who cooked was the Rose, not Sania's mba." Said the Rose with an unpleasant face.

Hearing the Rose's statement like that, Mama just exhaled violently.

"Quick apologise to Sania, Ma." Tell my papa.

"Sania, mama's sorry." My mother said so briefly. But I can feel if my mom's apology is insincere.