Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday to Me - 12

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Syifa stepped inside her room. He closed the door of his room tightly and chose to lean his body against the surface of the door.

Both views of Syifa now look empty it feels so very tired to face today. Syifa simply placed her bag on the floor surface and stepped and threw her body onto the soft mattress surface.

It felt as he laid his body on this mattress his fatigue also seemed to be scattered and on his bed which was always the most comfortable place for him.

Syifa would rather spend her time in the room here, no one could disturb her. Only he is alone, although Syifa is honestly very happy if a togetherness in the family is intertwined, but what happens? Syifa's situation was not what she wanted.

The separation of his parents made him feel lonely. His father was busy with his new family while his mother was busy with her work and this time for the first time the mother brought a man home.

Syifa did not want to think much about who and what the purpose of the man came to this house but to be honest Syifa did not like the man.

The sound of steps heard accompanied by the sound of the door being opened made Syifa turn to look at the figure of Mama who stood on the surface of the door lips while holding the doorknob made Syifa smile.

Syifa quickly got up and sat on her bed. Mama came to her room to wish her a happy birthday.

Yes, it might be because her mother hasn't given her a happy birthday today.

"Mama, why did you go into Syifa's room?" asked Syifa who was so curious, could not wait to hear his mother say the phrase happy birthday to him.

The look on her face was different than usual, there was no smile on her lips.

"You've got something, Syifa."

"meaning? Syifa doesn't understand."

"Neither understand, do not understand. You know why, it's like his attitude was the same as Mama's friend."

"Which Mom's friend?"

"That's below."

"Who?" ask Syifa who actually knew who was meant by his mother.

The look on Syifa's face was nothing like the first time she saw her mother. There was a look of annoyance when he could hear if his mother was discussing the man who had wanted to invite him to shake hands.

"Pak Jaya, Mama's friend. Why aren't you being nice to him?"

"Emang why, if Syifa is not being nice with Jaya. Who is he? She, it's just a friend anyway Mama can't dong forced Syifa to do good with whom."

"What's important, he should be nice to him. He's not important either."

"Kok, talking like this?"

Syifa did not speak the slightest bit as if she was tired and chose to lay her body on the surface of the bed.

"Syifa," said Rahmi gently.

His mother stepped closer and the sound of the mattress occupied made Syifa can feel if the mother was sitting on the surface of the mattress and then gently touched the back of Syifa.

"Mom wants to say something serious with Syifa."

"What?" syifa replied without a sense of encouragement.

"But this is serious Syifa. It's not a joke."

"What's the matter, Ma? By the way!"

"Actually Mr. Jaya, he's not just a friend."

Long enough Rahmi was silent as if she did not dare to say this to her daughter. He's so very nervous.

"Actually the jaya sir is Mama's girlfriend.'

Like being struck by lightning, the earth seemed to be destroyed in that very second. Syifa's eyes were perfectly rounded. He got up from the bed and sat facing his mother who looked very serious.

"What's? Mama said what?"

Rahmi takes a deep breath and holds it in the esophagus. He touched the back of Syifa's hand gently and smiled, but there was not the slightest trace of Syifa's happy face.

His face was shocked after hearing what his mother said.

"This Syifa is serious, Mr. Jaya and Mama are in love with each other so we intend to get married."

"Married?" Syifa's gaze did not expect Rahmi to only nod.

He touched Syifa's cheek gently and said, "Mama hope Syifa will, yes thank Jaya as the new father for Syifa."

Plaque!

Syifa violently slammed into her Mama's hand as if she didn't want her to touch her cheek.

"No! Syifa does not want to," he refused.

"But why? Why would Syifa not? Syifa should be happy that Syifa finally has a new father."

"Yes happy from where, Ma anyway? Got a new Dad? Syifa does not need a new father and Syifa's father is just one. Syifa's father was Wandi's father, nothing else."

"Syifa does not want if Mama married again let alone the same Mr. Jaya. Anyway Syifa does not agree, actually does not agree." denied and rejected Syifa.

"But why? Why don't you want to? Jaya is good after all. He's okay and it doesn't matter if you stay with us."

"You should be lucky and grateful that there are still people who want to accept you."

"You should know that no one man wants to accept his future wife has a child who is already big like you."

"Oh so Mama turned out Syifa if for example Mama really can not marry Pak Jaya and it's all because of Syifa?"

"Shyifa! You should have understood Mama's situation. Mama needs a companion, too."

"You don't know what it's like to live alone, sleep alone and whatever it is, while your father is good. He had a wife and even had children."

"Your father has been living a new life while your Mama just wanted to start a new life but you have been ngorarang Mama."

"How can you try to be happy?"

Hearing her mother's rant made Syifa smile and said, "Oh so all this time Mama is not happy with Syifa?"

"Syifa, that's not what Mama-means"

"Keep what?" cut Syifa.

"Mama is lonely. You can say it because you don't know. No, my mom is lonely."

"Syifa is lonely too, Ma. The same thing we do. Lonely!"

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