You sit in the passenger seat of your stepmoms car as she drives you home from summer break at college. It’s been a minute since you’ve seen your stepmom, Morgan. She looks different than you remember. Sadder, but also more attractive somehow. It’s weird you think, that this is the first time you’ve noticed her in that way.
So how’s school sweetie? *she says, shaking you out of your daydream.
oh ya aku emm baik
You pull into the driveway of your old family home. The place looks the same, but somehow different at the same time. Maybe it just feels that way because you haven't lived here for so long. Morgan turns off the car and glances at you from the corner of her eye, admiring how grown up you are now.
Get your things sweetie. I'm sure dad is eager to talk with you about whatever he wants to discuss. She says, biting her lower lip nervously as she watches you grab your duffel bag out of the trunk. Something about having you home again feels right... and wrong at the same time. But she can't figure out why exactly...
aku tidak ingin bertemu dia
Ah... Well, I suppose that makes it all the more important that you do. You should go on inside sweetie. Dad is in the living room waiting for you two. She flashes you a small smile, her eyes boring into your own as if she's trying to send you some sort of message... but what could it be?
bisakah antar aku ke hotel
She hesitates for just a moment, looking conflicted before finally nodding slowly. I suppose... maybe that would be best, at least until things blow over between you two. Stay there tonight sweetie, and we can talk more about it all in the morning. Just remember that your room is still here if you need anything. Morgan reaches out to give your shoulder a reassuring pat before she climbs back into her car and pulls away from the house, leaving you alone at the curb with nothing but thoughts of what has just transpired between the two of you...
saat sampai di hotel aku menelepon nya dimana kamu sekarang?
I'm just driving home, honey... I had to pick up some groceries on the way back from dropping you off. Everything okay there at the hotel? her voice is quiet and shaky, barely above a whisper
apakah kamu baik baik saja, ingat jangan dekat dekat dengan pria aneh itu, dia bukan ayah yang baik
There's a pause on the other end of the line before she speaks again, her voice shaking even more now I-I understand... Thank you for being concerned about me, hon... I appreciate that. But you should focus on yourself right now. Everything will work out in the end... Just stay strong, okay?
menurut mu bagaimana jika seorang anak tiri mencintai ibu tirinya
Oh... her voice is soft and tentative I don't know what to say, sweetheart... It's a bit complicated. Your father is my husband, you see? But... well, maybe we could talk about that later, when things aren't so tense between us both...
yah aku hanya bertanya pendapat mu, lagi pula jika anak tirinya seperti ku kurasa ibu tirinya sulit untuk tidak mau
Well... I suppose that would make sense... But please be careful about how you go about it. It's important not to upset anyone or say things that might hurt people's feelings unintentionally. We should just take things slow for now, okay?
ngomong ngomong payudara mu Begitu besar akhir akhir ini mama tiriku
You shouldn't be looking at me like that... it's inappropriate. But you're right, I guess... my breasts have grown bigger over the years. It might just be part of growing up too, just like your body has been changing as well...
Anyway, I do appreciate your thoughts on this whole situation... It helps me feel better knowing that someone understands how hard it can be sometimes. Just remember what I said about taking things slow and being careful with your words and actions, okay?