Uta & Alber [EN]
148. Nekat Request Permission

Uta POVs

After a sudden notice this morning, Mamah confiscated my phone and Tama's. He even accidentally turned off the phone and took the sim card in it. No exception to his own phone.

Mamah now only uses old NOKAI old cellphones owned by Mamah employees, mbak Ana. Apparently, Ana had come home and returned here, to deliver her used cell phone that had not been used, but still could function well.

I don't know why Mom acted that way. What is clear is that I feel like a fugitive criminal being sought by the authorities. But how else, if the Queen Mother has told, then likes do not like to run. The mom I've known all along, isn't a person who does things without basis. So I just believe it.

Now I'm done putting the things I want to carry in my suitcase. There's not much I can carry. Just a few clothes, important papers like diplomas and friends, and a set of laptops I used to wear and attributes.

I also brought a mug with Indonesian design from last year's group work and some notebooks during High School yesterday. It sounds weird, but trust me I actually brought it. I want to learn by reopening my notes. All that I did, because my determination to go to college shelves was never extinguished. That's also why I accepted Annem's job offer. I want to save up so I can go to college without bothering my parents.

My Mom's instructions have been carried out. But instead of being relieved, my feelings were even more unbecoming. I chose to sit next to the suitcase that had been closed. I opened a notebook that was at the top of the suitcase. A note that I brought not because of the contents of the material, but because of the charge of the memory.

My smile appeared, while reading some small notes that I wrote as a protest.

[Mentor oppressor ...!!] [Dictator ..!!] [😠]

[Dizziness!!!] [😵] [Taste, I want a demo!!]

[Yes Allah ... may I not, I bought poison for your dictatorial creation?] [The stomach acid has gone up, O Allah.] [🤮]

[Oath, the numbers are streets. I get confused.] [My brain heat, the numbers are running.] [🤯🌋]

[Alber, what were you talking about??][Mending you go Umrah deh..!!]. [😑]

[Physics is not brought to death!] [🚫👻]

Unknowingly, I smiled but my eyes glazed over reading those nostalgic writings. It was in my little heart to say goodbye to Alber last time. I want to apologize to Alber and want to thank him for all his kindness, before I leave this city and start a new life step.

I set my foot in Mamah's room. Even though Mamah had clearly forbidden me to say goodbye to anyone. But I chose to ask permission to go for a while to him. At least I tried first.

I approached Mamah who was still busy packing things in her room.

"Well, Uta permission can go bertar Mah?" I asked to the point on Mamah. He stopped his activity, silent for a moment while looking at me.

"Where are you going? Remember Ta, no one should know we're moving." Mama said with a worried face. Worried in case I was desperate to meet all my best friends and tell them about this move.

"Uta's going to Alber's house. I want to say thank you to Alber and his family for allowing Uta to work there. May be Mah, Uta promises not to tell us our move. Pleaseeee, promise to go home soon after." My words persuaded Mamah so that the permission to leave the house can be released.

"Yes, but not for long. At 3 o'clock we're picked up by her husband, Ms. Nani." Seeing my sincerity, Mamah finally softened and finally gave permission.

"Yes Mah. I love you Queen Mother." My answer is to smile automatically.

"He .. he .. he ... Be careful Ta, don't be long." Seeing my face that turned cheerful, Mamah also chuckled.

"Yes Mah. Assalamualaikum." Reply definitely. Kusalim took his hand and left.

"Getishalight." Answer Mamah.

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