THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 64 - THE TIME OF MY MATURITY

"Bas with our Mama, Brother!? Divorced from Papa instead married a married man. Now her husband added another wife. Hhh.." said Genta on his way home to the factory.

"Don't be like that, Genta!"

"Well anyway, Mama is our Mama. Mama's business is wrong to choose a partner is not our right to blame it. Maybe with the story of Mama's life, we can be glazed. Be more careful in any case!"

Genta let out a long breath.

I know, Genta was kind of upset because of our past circumstances. Oscillating like an outcast, no one wants to take care of us. Even until the heart is entrusted only relatives.

But I don't want to judge Mama. So did Papa.

If I were in Mama's position, would I be better at making decisions. I don't know.

But as I now know, every individual has the right and freedom to make their own choices. And must be prepared for the consequences it will receive later. Like Mama now.

Mama who lived a household life with Papa. It's a hard or severe matter of their marriage ordeal, only they know. We're just 'outsiders' who see it from behind a 'fence'.

Mama remarried to Papa Bambang, must also be full of consideration. That was the destiny of his life.

Genta and I, as children, can only pray for Mama's happiness. Also Papa certainly.

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"You'd love to go both without my permission, anyway?" grouse Mas Jonathan with pursed lips. It seems like he's starting to get annoyed with my and Genta's behavior.

"What's up, Ge? Liana has Mami's permission, koq! Yes khan Liana?" Jordan suddenly came out of the room. He saw me enter the gate of the house from his window.

I just ducked. But...

"I'm just kidding, Liana!" Jonathan's firm hands lifted my chin until our eyes clashed.

"Ehem..."

Jordan has been out several times. I tried to distract myself by lifting the plastic bag I was carrying.

"Look, what am I carrying?" tanyaku tried to melt the atmosphere rather stiff.

"What's this?" jonathan asked pointing towards the bag.

"What is that, Liana?"

"Siomay. One person one box huh? Hehe..."

"Well, I haven't bought siomay in a long time. Lian, remember that siomay guy who likes to hang out in front of our elementary school?"

I started thinking hard. Understandably, my brain is a little slow and I am also forgetful. So it takes a lot of effort to remember the past that has been 20 years.

I shook my head, giving up on not remembering it at all.

"Haha... Yes in front of our school there is no siomay handyman hanging out. There's a kang cilok!"

Oh my, Jordan, hahaha.garing her chandelier!

"Haha... You're Jordan! Uh... You want to hear a scary story about my Junior High School building?"

Jonathan followed along to tell the story.

We became enthusiastic. Then both move to the living room and sit around the dining table.

"Hm... Seriously want to hear?"

"What the hell, what Boss? Are you guys serious? What was? Whoa, eating siomay while hearing the story? I want!!!" A new image coming from outside immediately joined in.

"This is yours, Cit!" genta. The two seemed to be so familiar that they called each other names without frills in front of him.

"Thank you!"

"Continue?" ask Jonathan.

"Eh, wait! Horror stories? Pending, Boss! The image is still curious as the mystical events of flying Kak Liana! Older brother... You haven't told me about it yet, same me! After boss Gege told me, Lian had to tell me what it was like to fly in a mysterious strong wind the other day. Okay?"

"Duh, Ma'am...! The creeps have to remember that again. Hehe... What matters is that I am okay now! And thank God, we are all well."

"I want to hear Liana's story! Aaa..."

"What story, Mrs Citra? That flying story suddenly like Superman? Hehe... Don't want it again!" I said I was trying to cover up the incident the other day.

"Aren't you afraid?" tanya Citra was still curious.

"Yes scared. That's why I fainted after that! Strange bin magic khan? But that is God's power. There are other creatures in this world besides us humans!"

"I'm off the story, right?" sela Jonathan's.

"Didiihi, haze! Boss Gege habits deh, if less attention likes lebay it! Brother Lian, try and give Boss Gege some attention! Let him no longer pout that model!"

I laugh. Imagery is the most able to make the atmosphere so cheerful.

I could neither praise nor show my attention to any of the brothers. Worrying about boomerangs myself. Like at the beginning to cause unrest even a commotion between us.

The image did not know at what happened at the residence of Mama Tiur. So he still thinks that Jonathan and I are not breaking because of this confusing love triangle.

How not to confuse me. One roof with two brothers who both want love from me, it makes my head dizzy seven circumference.

Jordan's face changed. He pretended to be busy with his siomay box. I also looked at Jonathan. Sometimes, he would stare at me and look at Jordan.

Why is all this so? Oh Allah... Helpme!

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In the afternoon, Mama Tiur took me to the mall again. We were gone, but only for an hour. It's just shopping at the supermarket. My mom's phone kept ringing. Jordan and Jonathan took turns contacting us out of fear we left without them.

"Today, Mama didn't bring a cell phone. Hehehe...! Gege and Jordan will call again. But it's time we got time. Yes khan Liana?"

I'm laughing a little.

Mama Tiur is a fun person. He could get married again to his late husband's best friend. Her personality is very good. And I felt for myself as we became more and more familiar.

Mama flanked me while humming cheerfully.

We do not drive our drivers in our own vehicles. But prefer an online taxi application to be free to hang out enjoying a relaxing time without anyone waiting.

The crowded city mall. Make that. It's Sunday and it's not too late.

"Watch yuk, Lian?"

"Watch what, Ma? Whatever. A light film only. Comedy can. Let the burden of life be easier, that is! Hehe..."

"Hehehe... You can too, Mom!"

We headed to the theater cinema on the 4th floor of this large mall. Trying to see the posters of films that will air and are going viral.

This is a fun thing. My mind was glaring, if only my biological mother was beside me at this time. It must be a lot more fun.

But I'm still happy. How could it be, someone else's mother was so kindly flanking my arms, taking me here and there in a pleasant atmosphere. Enjoy what I have failed.

Suddenly my eyes caught two familiar figures.

A man holds a pregnant woman.

Irsyad and Katliya!

Apparently the couple was also queuing at the cinema counter.

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