Young Mothers
Longing
In Indonesia
Kiara was in Ciara's room which had been uninhabited for the past few months. Longing always approached him and all he could do to release his longing was to linger in the room of the Big Brother. Inhaling the distinctive aroma of Ciara as if still stuck in the room and looking at the beautiful photos of Ciara.
"Sister. Do you know what? The house has changed completely now. The house that was always warm and full of laughter, now everything is lost after your departure, sister," muttered Kiara.
"Why are you so mean to leave your house just by leaving a letter? Why Kak why? Back when I started giving up on the problems I was facing, you always told me to share my problems with you but when you had big problems, you always said, you're not doing the same thing I did. And you said wherever you go, you'll take me away too. But now what? You even left me here alone. Hiks, why do you have so much, sister? Hiks I beg you to go home and pick me up to go with you" he continued with a broken cry.
On the other hand, Mama Mila still faithfully daydreamed on the balcony of her room. His life spirit had been reduced all along. Eyes that used to be very beautiful are now turned into a puddle. A frustrated face could be seen in him.
"Honey. You eat first yes," said Papa Julian approached Mama Mila with a tray containing food for his wife.
Mama Mila simply replied with a slit.
"Ciara's home yet?" Mama Mila asked without taking her eyes off the highway.
Papa Julian took a deep breath. Every day even every minute Mama Mila will ask the same question as before. Papa Julian put the tray down and he poked his body in front of Mama Mila. Look at the sad face of his wife.
"Ciara will definitely come home, baby. Just calm down. Now you eat first. If you do not eat Ciara will definitely be sad and do not want to see us again. Do you want to hmm?" Mama Mila lowered her head to look Papa Julian in the eye for a glimpse, then her gaze returned to the highway.
Papa Julian stood up again and took out a plate filled with food. After that he will feed Mama Mila painstakingly.
Not long after that the food was over. Papa Julian smiled even though his heart still felt sliced when he looked at his wife's face without any happiness there even the smile that was always seen now he had never seen at all.
"Cia, go home, son. Sorry for all Papa's mistakes and Papa's selfishness. Come home son, we really miss you," said Papa Julian.
"Papa went to work first. Don't forget to rest and eat." Again Papa Julian's words did not get the slightest response from Mama Mila.
Even Papa Julian could only resign. He kissed the top of his head before leaving the room.
...*****...
Now Ciara has been allowed to go home after 3 days of her stay in the hospital.
"Is everything ready?" ask Olive who just came.
"Udah from earlier." It was not Ciara who answered but Dea.
"Well, where are we going to go now or where are we going to stop?"
"Baby Al is still a child Liv even aged just 3 days, yes we take out the streets. Go straight home, yes," said Ciara. Olive nodded and immediately approached Ciara's belongings and baby while in the hospital.
"Let's go we're home!" shouted Olive who was carrying a baby Al bag and sauntered out of Ciara's room.
Ciara could only shake her head while smiling at the bar-bar attitude of her best friend
"Dea, you can take that, right? Or are you just a baby Al, let Brother who brought the bag Brother?"
"Yes, you go first. Brother and baby Al behind you," said Ciara.
They both finally came out of the room and immediately approached Olive who was already hanging in the car.
After everything was ready, Olive immediately drove her car towards Ciara's house which only took a few minutes.
...*****...
In New York city
Devano was still wrestling with the sheet of paper on his desk. Concentration had to be destroyed when his phone rang.
"Hello" replied Devano.
📞 : "Hay dear. Were you busy until you didn't go to college?" Devano sighed and instantly distanced his phone. He looked at the number on the phone. Another new number? Jeez, he's inexhaustible with everyone who's been terrorizing him all this time in New York. But the voice of the woman seemed familiar to him. Who else if not Bella. He had already blocked the woman's number but meticulously, Bella bought a new number just to disturb her composure.
"Getting," jolted Devano. After that, he cut off their phone.
Bella who is currently at the night club as usual can only curse and continue to grumble.
"Arkh. Why the hell should I like Devano the cold as an ice block so," he said frustrated.
His hand now poured Vodka back into his glass and downed the drink completely. That was how he was so drunk so many times.
Not long after that there was a man who approached him and sat next to him.
"Hey beautiful. Alone, I'm going?" Bella glanced at the man and nodded her head without hesitation.
The man smiled as Bella continued to chug the alcoholic beverage non-stop until one bottle of Vodka ran out without a single drop left.
"You want to add more?" tanyakanya.
Bella shook her head. He brought his body closer and now his hands are spoiled around the man's neck.
"You can't wait to play with me?" Instead of answering he grabbed the lips of the man earlier very wildly. The men bite Bella's lips so that their kiss is released.
"You're so wild, baby. But I love that and I'll satisfy you tonight" whispered the man in Bella's ear to make Bella crumble, impatient.
The man called the waiter and booked a room inside the club. After getting the room key, the man immediately carried the body of Bella who was still struggling spoiled around her neck even Bella's lips had explored the man's neck.
Eventually, they both were in the room. The man broke Bella's body. Shameless and awkward, Bella instantly undid her entire outfit. The man smiled widely and immediately lunged at Bella's body so fiercely that the sound of pleasure from both sounded earthy.
Such is the life of Bella who can not be separated from the night world, alcoholic beverages, cigarettes and body relations of course. As said by Rafa if a Bella often change partners for the sake of satisfaction for her own.