Please Change my Destiny!
Mama

“Rima, there are guests,” Voices ka Romi from outside while knocking on her room door.

“Who's sister?” Rima when opening the door.

His eyes seemed to swell up a little from crying all night.

“What's up?” Romi asked when he saw the look on his sister's face that still looked sad.

“If need backup, nih!” Patting his chest softly, hoping his sister leaned there. Let go

all the misfortune in the heart.

In an instant Rima had actually entered in her arms putting her head on the chest of the elder brother,

make Romi pat on the shoulder and occasionally stroke Rima's head. He was sure something was weighing on his sister's heart.

Whether about love or career, he did not dare to ask. Still letting the rhyme hug her, it was probably only in the chest that Rima got genuine warmth and comfort after dad.

He forgot someone was sitting in the living room.

Rimapun began to pull away, taking distance from his brother who began to lower his head just that it ensured the look of his face.

Rima didn't cry. Maybe it was because he was tired, or his tears had run out.

“Already?” Ask.

“Hemm,” Rima nodded even though her head was still down.

“What is too heavy?” Ask Rima again.

“Other times if there's anything you tell the same sister! Who knows, you can help, or at least lighten the load

you!”

He again pulled the girl's body into his arms, making Rima want to not or now wet her clothes

with tears.

The twisting of the hand of the brother is very strong signifies the strange that is sweeping the heart.

Right this place is too comfortable for Rima.

For a long time, they held on to such a position.

Rima turned her head to the left and right slowly with a slight press on Romi's chest. That he did just to wipe the remnants of tears and snot on the clothes of the brother, making the man clucked irritably, “Gosh has been lent to the chest as well, not very grateful!”

Rima started to take distance.

“Jeez, Rima! Someone is waiting for you from earlier,” While patting his own eel.

“Who's sister?” While continuing to shrink his snot with his own clothes, because now Romi has walked away from where he stands. “What is definitely not Reno,”

Ah that name again makes him sick, “Don't mention his name again. Haram!”

Oh now the man is trying to guess the meaning of his sister's grief. The problem is “Cinta.”

Break up in love maybe?

Rima came back after he had entered his room just to wash his puffy face in the room

baths. Do not forget a little polish make up, as a disguise.

He began to walk closer to the living room thinking who was visiting him.

Maybe Tio's coming to apologize. But Romi would have gotten off the hook if it was Tio. Then who?

Until his feet passed the door decorated with gold-colored curtains that signify he was in the

Women hooded in milk brown with style tunic set darker than the veil he uses.

“Mama.”

When he saw a figure he knew very well.

They used to be very familiar, joking, laughing, cooking together.

Mama Cinta, a figure she knows as the birth mother of Diandra. His former best friend now hates him. But what's up?

It's okay maybe he just wants to be happy.

“Mama how are you?” He asked as he grabbed his hand and started kissing the back of the woman's hand.

“Good darling, you how are you? Why don't you ever play at home again?”

Mama Cinta's question can only be answered with a heavy smile. Is it true that Andra never told you about the two of them? It's not possible, is it? Andra was very close to her mother.

It is proven that when they were gathered in the house, they often mocked Andra with Tio.

Rima started to take a seat right next to Mama Love.

“Rima start busy aunt. Especially at this time, Rima has special patients who must be Rima guard.” The answer.

With the hand of Mama Cinta who grasped tightly the hand of Rima.

“Iya, mommy tau. You know mama?” The smile that had been donated by this woman, somehow had another meaning in Rima's mind.

“Tau, Andra's mom, right? Diandra, friends Rima.”

“What's Ma?” Confused ask.

“What Andra story about us?”

He tried to guess what Andra told his mother.

“Iya, Andra had a story.” Mama Cinta, “Tio problem right?” trying to guess.

Mama Love knows. But why is he still smiling? Should rage? His mind.

Anyone would have put themselves in the wrong position. Third party positions in a relationship.

Destroyer position.

“Mama angry?” He looked forward to the woman's anger.

“Mama is not here to discuss that. Mom only heard stories from one side. Can't go straight

decide who is wrong and who is right.”

“You discussed what problem ma?” Tanya is getting curious.

“You want to marry?”

The eyes instantly broke.

How does Mama Love know? He had not even told that to Romi's father and brother, except that he was crying in

brother's embrace.

“Whose words ma?” Rima began to get confused.

“You know who mama is?” Asked him again making Rima's forehead now start to wrinkle.