KAFKAS
ISN'T IT THAT SIMPLE TO UNDERSTAND WOMEN?

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"Mother, please bring a new towel for Alta and love her up, Mbu" Kafka said as he was about to descend the stairs and happened to see Bi Mae running small towards the main door.

"Well A, this is over Mbu immediately give the towel up" he replied.

"Thank you Mbu." Kafka immediately stepped towards the guest bathroom with a towel that he was passing on his right shoulder.

"Kafka" call Mother Revielta.

Kafka stepped back when her mother wanted to hug. "Bun, Kafka's shirt is wet, Kafka wants to take a shower first okay?!"

"It's okay baby, Mommy just wants to hug you for a moment. Mother misses you very much."

Kafka shook his head slowly. "Later on Bun, after Kafka's new bath may Mother hug Kafka. Bye Bun's."

Kafka went straight into the guest room. So that makes Mother raise her eyebrows indicates that she is confused.

"In room A Kafka there is Neng Alta, Nda" Bi Mae explained.

"Alta's in Kafka's room?"

"Yes." Bi Mae replied carefully.

Mommy nodded her head with a smile and immediately stepped away to her room which Bi Mae followed while pulling the suitcase belonging to her mistress.

After arriving at Mother Revielta's room and put the suitcase, Bi Mae asked permission to leave immediately.

"Thank you Mbu."

"Together Nda, I'm sorry."

"Ah, wait a minute. Where did they run out of, Mbu wet like that?"

"I don't know, Nda. They came back here already soaked. But it was raining heavily a few minutes ago, maybe on the way home they were raining."

"But they just got home, right?"

Bi Mae nodded small. "Sorry Nda, but I'm ready to hear their argument. It seems like they are fighting again and Neng Alta is crying."

"Well, let me ask them directly. Thanks again, Mbu."

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The Alta is surrounding the spacious rooms of Kafka. The girl paused on an object that caught her attention. Staring for a long time on a large photo frame displayed on the middle side of the wall. Looking at the photo of Kafka who is smiling, it looks handsome and sweet.

"Mother's son is very handsome, right? You're so fascinated by it."

Alta turned her head and found a beautiful woman standing on the left side of the door smiling at her.

"Mother" said Alta, as soon as he immediately approached Mother Revielta.

Mother immediately hugged Alta very tightly and kissed the two cheeks of the girl so affectionately. "Mother will finally see you again."

"Mother how are you? Alta kangen with Mother. Sorry, Alta just played here again" said Alta sincerely while greeting the hand of Mother "Mother has come home from Japan?"

"Yes, just got Mommy home a few minutes ago" she replied. "we're wearing Kafka's hoodie?"

"Ah this is Bun, Alta's shirt..."

"Alta" seka Mommy suddenly. His tone and gaze slightly changed more towards the serious direction.

Alta looked fearfully at Mother Revielta who was also staring at her.

"Sorry Bun, Alta please Mother do not misunderstand me first with Alta."

"Hey, why are you so scared?! Mother does not think that macem-macem really like you. Mother also will not scold you, which there is precisely Mother just want to ask you, baby. Our bad boy Mother has said what to you?"

The question from Mommy was enough to make Alta become silent with her shock. Alta sighed to neutralize her own feelings.

"Alta is not finished doing the same Kafka. Actually, Bun, we were rained on when we wanted to go home from the city park, Bun." Clearly doubtful.

"That's not what it means dear Mother. You mean that Mother, why does your naughty child make you cry?"

"I'ts okay baby. Mother will not force you to tell the Mother. Mommy just wants to thank you because you want to survive until now on your naughty child Mother." Said Mommy while gently rubbing the head of Alta.

The girl wiped away her tears that came down involuntarily.

"You're here, baby. Let Mommy call later and ask permission with your Mom."

" But Bun?" Alta said memelas.

"Tomorrow liburkan? Mommy wants you to take a walk."

Mother took Alta's hand to the king size of her son.

Alta sighed softly, then leaned her body against the king-size bed brothel of her lover. "Good Bun."

Free to whine and refuse, Mother will remain firm on her stance.

"You just rest first yes, so that later if Bi Mae has finished preparing dinner, Mother tells Kafka to call you to come down immediately." Mother said as she closed the door to Kafka's room.

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"Mother."

But the empu who is being called even silent staring at the child just wayangnya with eyes that are difficult to understand.

"Why are you standing there?" kafka asked, fusing his eyebrows together.

"May the Mother come in?"

Kafka just kept quiet, as if bewitched by Mother who suddenly entered into the living room room approaching her and in the next second without warning again Mother just hugged tightly the body of the son.

"Bun, is the process of becoming a real man this difficult? And does the process of becoming someone strong have to be this sick, Bun?" Tanya Kafka made Mother's heart melt.

"Is there a problem?" ask Mommy directly at the point slowly, and stare with a hidden look of worried eyes. Mommy really understands how the nature of the child, kafka can not be spoken to in a high tone, it will actually make the child misunderstand the intentions of the interlocutor.

Kafka fell silent, unwilling to answer her mother's questions at all. Not because he does not appreciate but he just does not want to go back to draining energy just to return to arguing let alone with Mother.

"Mother's answer, are you having trouble with Alta? What's the problem again?"

"What other problems?" Kafka asked back, then smiled lightly at his mother.

"Is there just trouble in my life, and trouble, Bun?"

"It's not what Mother meant."

"What does Mother mean? Ah, Kafka just realized that Kafka is indeed a troublemaker, which always creates problems and problems, right? Is that bad Kafka in your eyes?"

Mother shook her head slowly, then looked at her son with a very sad look.

"You are wrong, you are special for Mother, you are a champion Mother, for Mother there is no great man in Mother's life other than you and Father, after the Father (grandfather Kafka). Even though you look bad out there, but for people who know you, love you, you are special, you are cool, you are amazing, and others who think you're bad are people who are jealous and not as lucky as you love."

"But why is Alta the opposite? Alta doubts Kafka, Bun?!"

"See Mother." Mother made Kafka face her.

"Mother see, Alta never once doubted you dear. From his gaze, so implied in his affection for you and accompanied by a sense of disappointment. Alta felt that it was her who did not deserve to be with you. You know, that girl always?" Ask the mother at the end of the sentence.

"true." Answer Kafka.

"Woman always wanted in..?" Continue Mother.

"understand." Kafka again answered Mother's question casually.

"Isn't it that simple to understand how a woman is?"

"She just wants to be understood, she just wants you to understand that she's the same as you. So from now on your naughty child should be able to understand Alta, right? Understanding her current wishes, Mother asks you to meet Alta again, say sorry and appreciate her decision."

Kafka looked at his Mother with a faint twinkle, trembling in his heart to hear Mother's words that were so comprehensible without cornering.

Without warning Kafka attacked his mother with a hug. The young man hugged Mommy so very tightly, channeling all the flavors that were in his heart.

The warmth instantly ambushed Kafka's body, the affection wrapped up in a comfort that Kafka hadn't felt for a long time. Although sometimes he felt lonely, but he realized that his parents' affection, attention and care for him had never diminished since he was a child. Only his body was far apart but their taste and heart remained together. Just as she was taught by her mother. Although Alta eventually asks to stay away, Kafka must only trust herself and keep her taste and heart fixed for Alta.