"You want to stop by the house?" Winda asked uncertainly.
"Of course, I haven't seen the mother for a long time. Did you forget? Mom allowed me to think of her as a mama and I can come if I miss my Mom."
Dirga walked ahead of Winda and entered the house as if he had entered his own house. Hmm, indeed, Dirga's basic relaxed attitude has exceeded normal limits.
"Mom ..." Dirga went inside and immediately looked for Mother's whereabouts.
"Yes, Mom in the kitchen," answered Puspitasari.
"Hi mother, how are you? Miss you." Dirga hugged his mother from behind like a child who had been away from home a week and just met his mother again
"Hah?!" Winda, who was following Dirga, was shocked to see the attitude of this one man to his mother.
This was the first time his male friend was close and brave to his mother. "Oh no. It could be that my position as the mother's daughter is threatened," thought Winda.