The tangled thread at my wedding
Chapter 05's
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I cried in the toilet. Why does it hurt so much? What did Mas Reza do to me? Who's the lady? Who's the baby? Why do they look harmonious? Is there anything I've missed all this time?
"Who is that woman? Why is Mas Reza so friendly with him?" I'm still sobbing.
Tok tok tok tok tok tok
"Ja, you're okay there?" Ask Lena to freak out there.
Soon I wiped my tears. No. gabe. I can't be so prejudiced, maybe she's a close friend of Mas Reza's or just a cousin or something. I'm sure Mas Reza won't let the tangled thread into our marriage.
I washed my face so that it would not appear that I had finished crying. I am a strong woman, lest I be fooled by my own thoughts.
I put some thin makeup on my face and added some faded lipstick.
I came out, because I didn't want to make Lena worry about me.
"Are you okay, Ja?" Lena looked at my face.
"Not Len." I try to smile strong.
"Come on. Betrand nyariin you." Lena took my hand.
Instantly the steps of this one child's mother stopped, he handsomely fell silent for a moment.
"What's up Len?" My forehead wrinkled in wonder.
"Ja, I'm suspicious of Mas Reza. Who was the same woman she was carrying another baby? Ja or Mas Reza had been secretly married behind you could be Ja." Oceh Lena's.
"Len is impossible." I still brushed off all those prejudices when my heart said the same thing.
"Oh yeah, you don't have to think about that first. Just ask the same Mas Reza." Lena Imbuh.
We went back to the party room and I felt like I really had no appetite before this curiosity was answered.
"This is your plate." Hand over the plate I filled with the food earlier.
"Aunty Twilight, where was Betrand nyariin Aunty?"
"So Aunt to the toilet, baby." I said, "Betrand has eaten?"
He shook his head "Not Aunt. I'll wait for Aunt." Prattling
"Here baby, let Auntie bribe ya."
He nodded and complied. While Lena and Mas Raswan shake their heads. Since I was a teenager I really liked children, once aspired to become a kindergarten teacher, unfortunately because of lack of money and the affection of parents I finally got married after graduating high school.
"I'm sorry Ja, Betrand is taking care of you." Mas Raswan said he felt bad.
"It's okay, Mom. Betrand I consider myself my own son." My answer.
Lena took a long breath. He was a friend who could always feel my sadness. He is also a somplak friend who is willing to do all the madness for me.
At least by feeding Betrand can be a little divert the pain that hit my chest. But where is Mas Reza?
I wobbly looked at the rest of the guests and just as I saw Mas Reza at the other VVIP table with the woman and why was the man I hit there?
"Ja see what?" Lena asked curiously, Lena came to see the direction of my eyes "Liatin Mas Reza again?" Guess her.
"No." My Kilah.
I felt like I wanted to approach Mas Reza and ask who the woman and the baby they were carrying were? What is their relationship why is it so familiar? God why it feels like my chest is tight, I want to cry and scream. If I were alone, I would cry sobbing.
After the meal we prepared to give our congratulations and greetings to the bride and groom. It feels like this foot is unable to step as if there is a burden that inhibits it.
"Aunty why daydream?" Betrand raised his head while looking at me he was still faithfully holding my hand.
"It's okay, baby." I tried to smile. A child as small as Betrand would not understand the meaning of heartbreak.
Instantly my gaze and Mas Reza's view met. Time seemed to stop and there were only two of us in the room.
"Mas, who is he? Why are you like this?" Only my heart can scream. If only we were at home for sure I would have searched Mas Reza with various questions.
"Mother........"
Until we both got distracted when we heard the call of a little boy who ran towards me and Betrand.
"Mother....."
The boy hugged me tightly. All eyes looked at me in wonder even I was astonished.
"Star......."
"Mother....." This little man still hugged me comfortably.
Betrand was pouting and jealous. The little guy was crying.
"Hiks hiks Aunt Twilight, do not take Aunt Twilight from me...."
"It's my Mother.."
Be the two boys fighting over me.
"Betrand." Mas Raswan immediately grabbed Betrand's body and carried it.
"Star." The man I hit approached us.
I crouched down to look at the face of the little man who called me this Mother. I don't know why I feel so happy when he calls me Mother. Is this what it feels like to be a mother?
"Star why Son? Do you want to be the same Mother?" I rubbed his cheeks wet from tears.
"Hiks hiks Mommy where to go? Why go to the stars. The stars waited for Mother long ago." His issue.
"Stttt. Don't cry anymore dong, right now Mother is already here." My light.
"Yes Mother." He hugged me back tightly. Longing and warm hugs and fear of loss.
"Star." The father even seemed to take a long breath.
"Heaven't." Sapa Mas Raswan and Lena together.
The man just nodded in response. Then I looked back at me who was hugging her son. Why does this little boy keukeh call me Mother? I just don't know and don't know him.
"Star, come on, son. Here's Dad." Her seduction.
"Wouldn't. The stars will be with Mother." She tightened her arms as if she was afraid that I would leave.
I glanced at Mas Reza who was looking at us. His gaze was sharp and cold his face was visibly emotional. What's wrong with her?
"Star." I let go of my embrace and fixed the slightly unruly Star hair.
"Well Dad, son?" My light.
"Wouldn't. Want it the same Mother." I don't know what happened to this boy but I can see if he has lost his mother.
"Star.."
"It's okay sir. I'll seduce the stars." I stood in the hands of the stars. While Betrand was crying in Mas Raswan's arms, the boy must have been jealous.
"I'm sorry you've taken it twice."
"It's okay sir. I don't feel repotinated." I forced a big smile.
"Well, let's go to the guarantee." Take Mas Raswan.
The man followed us too. The Star's hand held my hand and his. All eyes looked at us with envy. Like his this man is not an ordinary person, look once if he is respected.
Seriate.........