Aline wiped her lips with a tissue after the food was finished. Even though her stomach felt full, she did this to set an example for her daughter to always finish whatever food she ate, because there are many out there who work hard just for a bite of rice.
"Mommy," called Salsa after a few minutes of silence between them.
The woman who was the mother of the little girl looked up while wiping her mouth using a piece of tissue available on the dining table. "Why, darling, hm?" she asked very gently, typical of a mother who really loves her only daughter.
Salsa didn't answer immediately; the little girl seemed silent for a moment, as if she were hesitant to reveal what she was going to ask her mother. Sensing her daughter's doubts, Aline raised her voice again while smiling gently. "Why darling? Is there something you want to talk to Mommy about? Just say, darling, it's okay," said the woman again, making Salsa show an innocent smile.
"I'm afraid that Mommy will be angry later," said Salsa in a very low voice, almost squeaking like a mouse caught in a door.
Again, Aline smiled gently, this time with her raised right hand gently stroking Salsa's long braided hair. "Mommy won't be angry at all. "Don't be afraid; just say what Salsa wants to say to Mommy," replied Aline, who was trying to give her daughter understanding so that she didn't need to be afraid of her just because she was afraid of saying something wrong.
"Erm, I want to meet Daddy; why doesn't Daddy ever come home again, Mom?" After asking like that, Salsa immediately lowered her head with her two tiny hands linked together. It seemed like he was ready to accept his mother's anger according to what was on his mind.
Aline Termang heard the question that came directly from the mouth of his only daughter. She didn't know how to answer because the woman herself couldn't tell Salsa the truth about her current relationship with her ex-husband, who had separated five months ago.
'How come Willy never comes here anyway? Just because he has a new wife who is exactly like that prostitute, he forgets about his own child who still needs his love, even though I don't want him to come here anymore,' Aline thought at length while mentioning her ex-husband's affair, who is now officially her husband's legal wife. That's a rude term.
"Sorry, I was wrong to ask Mommy that, okay?" Salsa said it again innocently, immediately apologizing to her mother, who looked lost in thought after she asked a question like that.
Be aware of his silence. Since then, Aline has been shaking her head noisily. "Ah no, darling, you're not wrong; this is how Mommy explains to you: Daddy is working out of town, so Daddy is temporarily there, but don't worry, when Daddy's work is finished, he'll definitely come home; Salsa already misses Daddy, okay?" Aline replied smoothly because she had composed the lie in her heart.
Salsa nodded slowly, along with her empty dinner plate. "Where did Daddy go out of town, Mom?" he asked again.
Aline took a deep breath. In her heart, she tried to hold back her patience when Salsa, who would later continue to ask questions, 'I'd better change the topic of conversation' thought the woman before sighing softly and looking at her daughter, who had also been staring at her.
"In New York, dear, so be patient; Dad will definitely come home later," replied Aline before continuing her words after seeing Salsa nodding and almost asking again.
"You're in the living room first; Mommy wants to clean this up first and wash the dirty dishes," continued Aline, making Salsa give up her intention, which made Aline heave a sigh of relief.
"Ready Mom, I want to help Mommy, but later Mommy will definitely not allow it," replied Salsa, making Aline smile again.
"No need, dear; you're still small, so just wait in the living room while watching TV," said Aline, once again softly.
Salsa nodded. "Yes, Mommy, I'll wait there, because I want to tell you again about how it was at school," he replied in a voice that sounded enthusiastic.
"Yes, dear, that's it," said Aline before Salsa nodded and left her mother to go to the living room, which was not far from the dining room.
After a few minutes passed, Aline had finished her duties as a housewife. Not wanting to make her daughter wait any longer, the almost three-headed woman quickly went to the living room, where she was with Sala, who had been waiting while watching television.
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"Mommy! There's a phone call!"
Just as Aline was about to arrive in the living room, Salsa's voice was heard shouting her name along with the sound of her cell phone ringing. "Yes, darling, Mommy is already here; don't scream or your throat will hurt," replied Aline as she walked quickly towards Salsa, who was almost off the sofa, which was so high that her legs dangled without being able to touch the floor.
"Hehe, sorry, Mom, I didn't know," replied Salsagrinning. The horse shows one of its front teeth, which has only half grown after being removed several weeks ago.
"Hm, next time I'll see," replied Aline while stroking her hair. Salsa picked up the cell phone, which he placed on the table in front of her.
'Prem? Why is he calling? Luckily, Salsa didn't have time to read it, even though the name Pram wasn't strange,' thought Aline, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the name on her cell phone screen.
"Honey, will you wait here for a moment? Mommy wants to answer a call from Mommy's friend first," said Aline again, making Salsa's face turn sullen.
"Don't frown like that, Mom; it's only for a moment," continued Aline, smiling calmly at Salsa, who looked a little annoyed.
"Yeah, just watch out; if Mommy takes a long time, I'll sulk with Mommy!" In her signature style, when she's angry, Salsa gives charity to her chest while turning her face in another direction, as if she were really going to be angry with her mother. Even though he couldn't be angry with his mother, who always met all his needs and was his friend,
Aline chuckled, feeling funny at the look on Salsa's face. "Yes, darling, Mommy's child is very excited." Because she couldn't stand it, Aline immediately pinched Salsa's left cheek, which was quite chubby, in exasperation before leaving Salsa, who was increasingly bending her face while stroking her cheek.