Mother Connect For My Son
Part 5's
... I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...Forgive the servant who has been presumptuous to think of something that is not lawful to the servant...
...~Elea...
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The flashback
A few days ago
“Bunah back, Bunah back for Tila?” the little girl held Elea's robe. With his head looking up, he looked at the look on the face of the woman in front of him. Elea was just silent.
Elea was pensive, she remembered the past incident. The man who did not make room for her, was rude and arbitrary, and had no intention of meeting to apologize.
But when he saw the twinkle in the eyes of Cila, his heart was melted. He was angry at the girl's father and he did not deserve to put the blame on the one who did not know anything.
“Bunah!” call again.
Elea wakes up and crouches down, the flower she holds is placed on the right side and hugs the 4-year-old girl who is thirsty for the love of a mother.
Elea understands what it's like, when her friends can be spoiled with their mother, Elea wants and wants.
“Tila kangen Bunah, Bunah came for Tila, right?”
“Bu-delay..” Elea looked at the flower she had placed not far from where she was.
“Bunah not coming for Tila meeting?”
Elea's thin lips carve a smile, she rubbed the top of Cila's head and turned on her puffed cheeks.“Yes, Mommy is back for Cila, Mommy also brought something for Cila.”
“Gift?”
“Iya, Darling”
Attached flowers, Elea grab “Beautiful flowers for the beautiful little fairy Mother.”
“Wah, beautiful bungalow, young walna melah, Tila tuka.”
Cila continues to observe the bouquet of flowers in which there are several pink rose stems. Sometimes he breathes the scent of the flower and then exhales it. Cute, muttered Elea.
“Cila in whose home?” Elea was a little worried, she was lazy if she met this girl's father. Elea wanted to go home soon, but Cila continued to drag her towards the living room.
“Tama Aunty, Tama Papih tuga.”
Deg, Papih means man yesterday.
“Pa-steam Cila no?” Ask Elea.
Cila shook her head, “Fire strap money.”
Elea sighed, maybe Cila means she lives with her Father and Aunt. And now his father is working for money.
Children's language is sometimes difficult to understand, they have their own mindset in interacting.
Long time ago, Elea was in the house, she had a conversation with Bi Mia, making lunch together. He also promised Cila to come every week to meet.
Flashback off
And now Elea is in front of her shop. With shaky steps and a raging mind. How could he meet Cila without having to be known by his father.
Would the man be angry if Elea met Cila after hearing her words?
Or the man knew Elea was going to see Cila because she had told her father how much she liked Elea, that's why he did well by giving a jacket even with a burning mouth?
Elea doesn't know what to do now? There should be a saying, your mouth your tiger.
“Mba El, style tumben rich gini?”Elea gasps when Sheryl suddenly holds the jacket she was wearing.
“Ih, this is a man's jacket. Since when do you buy a men's jacket?”
White sneakers combined with a lilac plisket skirt that matches the color of the hijab, black tenteng bag coupled with....
Ardha's white denim jacket wrapped Elea's body to her knees One word in Sheryl's mind, Elea's cool. He raised both thumbs in front of the face which was immediately greeted by trunks by Elea.
“Udah do not think Mba, maybe not our fortune. Later we will find another client aja ya.”
“The client is so really, even next month we have established cooperation. They want 220 bouquets of flowers for the festival celebration. ” explained Elea. Sheryl caught Elea's face wrong. He thought that his boss was lethargic for failing to cooperate with clients.
“B aja.”
The wooden chair becomes Elea's place to lean on her body, her mind again disturbed.
“Lying huh, said Mba yesterday what? Characteristics of a hypocrite when talking he lies that..”
The sentence a few days ago that Elea said to Sheryl, it turns out that the child remembers her clearly.
“Iya-iya.” Elea stared fixedly, Sheryl understood. There's something we can't tell people. Elea, you need privacy too.
Sheryl sighed then switched on the phone she was holding. Even though the tool can still be used. He connected with the wifi store and skated open the youtube application.
“Mending I saw prince Moza, my handsome prince who crossed the line. Which makes diabetes even though it is not sweet, which makes you tremble because of the cold pack plus.”
With a frowning Elea peeked. “Who?” tanyakanya.
Sheryl smiled, at least she was able to distract Elea for a while.
“This movie falls in love too late, the guy named Moza whose chick name is Gabrella. If one of their names had become Mozarella, and his shadow had already made melted.”
It was strange to think that Elea, who made such a name, existed. Elea remembered something.
“What did you say earlier? What's the name of the movie?”
“Slowly in love, nih.” Sheryl thrust her phone, clearly visible Arda face on screen. With eyes glaring at Elea confirming her sitting, her mimic turned serious.
“Ih, how do you like om-om, will you have children?”
“Young Mba, not om-om. Need to be underlined by DUDA. I'm clear, let Mba not misunderstand. Her real name is Ardha, Ardhana Kavin. The age of just 28 years is only 3 years different from Mba. At the age of 22, he has earned a Master of Management degree at Harvard University and continues to marry at the age of 23 with his girlfriend. But hear that his wife is dead. I want to be a connecting mother for her child.”
“Idih, hardline fans, mostly halu you.”
Sheryl just giggled “Lumayan add reference for online novel story Mba.” He said while returning to focus on the rectangular screen.
"When he was a pinter but he said he was more willing to plunge into the world of acting." Sheryl is still mumbling though her gaze remains on the phone.
Elea again leaned her body in one hand she made a pedestal to support her face.
If Sheryl knew if the man she idolized had ever been rude to her. Not even reluctant to apologize let alone feel guilty, also the man behaved arbitrarily. But earlier... Is behind his arrogant attitude stored warmth?
Elea's gaze dropped, right on the jacket she was wearing. Lucky there is this jacket, so he can still meet clients and establish cooperation. He also made a lot of profit. Should he thank you?
Astaghfirullah, muttered Elea. He just woke up.
Forgive the servant who has been presumptuous to think of something that is not lawful to the servant, he continued, shaking his head.
**
“Foam, this is why the bungalow died?” Cila came down from the stairs to Ardha who was having breakfast. That morning Ardha and Bi Mia were already stirred with cries from Cila's mouth. The girl carried a few stalks of withered roses.
Ardha was amazed, because the article he never bought flowers for Cila. It is impossible from his fans because Ardha is very privacy and so far no one has ever known where he lives.
“Flower, who's it? Papih never buy Cila flowers?” ask Arda.
Cila was silent for a moment, he had not told her about Elea. His tiny eyes looked at Bi Mia who was behind Ardha. The woman shook her head while gesturing that she should keep her mouth shut.
“Buy, tama Bibi.” His kill.
Ardha nodded, then he took the flowers from his son's grasp. “How can you not be given water?”
Cila shook her head “Katian, later ga byte napat” kasian, later can not breath the meaning. Cila has difficulty pronouncing the letters C, J, R, and S.
“Who says the flowers can't breath if there's water?”
“Tila ga bita napat if again diail” clear with pursed lips. His cheeks were still red with clear circles already appearing to be drying out.
Ardha smiled as she shook her head. He needed to give an explanation first to Cila. Cila nodded as Arda told her that flowers need water if they want to stay alive.
It was good yesterday before Elea came home to put water in a flower vase. Cila thought the bunda was wrong so that when Elea came home, Cila threw away all the water divas flowers.
Cila approached Bi Mia who was washing dishes while Ardha had left a few minutes ago.
“Bi!” calling him, Bi Mia turned her head while keeping the dishes into the shelf.
“Why smooth gini-gini?” Cila mimicked Bi Mia's cue to lock her mouth.
Bi Mia smiled wryly while showing her teeth. It shows a text message from the phone.