"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

Meeting Back at the Workshop

POV 1 (Tone)

Arriving at my father's yard, I immediately got off the taxi and paid the fare. I walked to the front door of my father's house, which now looked good and sturdy. The house that has been repaired on the initiative of Mas Elang.

"Assynnnova ....!" my greetings are loud, which immediately get a welcome from the Father. The father appeared pulled from the back with the tools of the workshop.

"Wa'alaikumussalam ... Tone ...! Who are you coming with, son? Where's your husband?" answer me a question.

"Tone yourself, sir. The Eagle did not come, "I replied. I was surprised and curious.

"You didn't come here fighting, did you, son? You don't like it, if you come here because you're fighting with your husband," Todong Bapak, makes me confused what to answer.

"No, Sir. Mas Elang also already knew Nada here, at the house of the Father," I replied.

"Thank God ....!" sahut the Father looked happy.

"Mr wants to go to the workshop first, your sister's in school. Fine at home yes. Just lock it from the door!" father's orders while moving and going to the workshop.

After you left, I went straight to the room I used to occupy if I was coming here. I paused for a moment and sat on the edge of the bed. Instantly the shadows of Mas Eagle and Sya flashed in my mind. Mas Elang looks worried and sad about my departure.

I reached for my HP which I had stored in my bag since. When I opened the WA application there was an incoming message from Mas Elang who told me that it would take me to Doktetr Gilangnya during the day, because after taking Sya to school, Mas Elang immediately slid into the restaurant.

Slowly I lay down my body that feels tired, long I feel sleepy and asleep. The sound of me staring Azan Lohor woke me up. I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned up to face Divine Robbi.

Hunger instantly struck my stomach, I went straight to the kitchen looking for something I could eat. At the dinner table I found sour vegetables and fried eggs. Without babibu I fill my hungry stomach with potluck.

"Thank God ....!" I said thank you with a full stomach.

When the time showed at 12.45 minutes, I felt sad and confused about what I wanted to do. At home, Nadly my sister still hasn't come home from school, finally for the sake of killing, I went to the father's workshop to just drive away boredom. I am grateful that my pregnancy this time is not too severe, even though the gestational age is still approximately one month.

Arriving at the workshop, I was very busy. Two of my employees are busy too. I saw the initiative to help.

"Why are you here, son?" Ask the astonished father.

"It's okay to be home, sir."

"Have you eaten, not yet?"

"Already, Sir. It was at home to eat the same vegetable sour fried eggs made by Father," I replied.

"Just sit there, you don't need to help Father" he recalled, pointing to a chair inside the workshop.

I chose to sit in the workshop while reading the online Novel by the famous Novelist.

"Mbak, Primaxo 4 liters of one jerrycan," asked a buyer while giving money 150 rb. I, who was focused on my reading, was suddenly shocked and turned to ask what the man was willing to buy.

"Yes, Mom, what did you want to buy?" my many.

"Primaxo 4 liters one jerrycan" he replied.

"In the meantime, yes" I said while looking for the oil that the buyer meant. With great difficulty riding on the plastic chair, I finally got what the buyer asked for.

"Thank you Ma'am" he said, to which I replied with a smile.

"Sir, Xelix ...!" exclaim a buyer mention the brand of one of the car oil. I immediately looked for the brand of oil that the buyer was referring to. Apparently it is located on top again like the motor oil that the first buyer bought. I got confused, because the brand of oil that buyers call many colors jerry cans.

"Well .. that's Ma'am, that's yellow!" show it without me. I took the oil that the buyer meant.

"This, Mas!" sodorku. I was shocked when I saw who this person was.

"Sir Nadie ....?"

"Tone ....?" Apparently the person who became the buyer was Kak Nadie. I wonder why Sister Nadie is around. Is it a passing coincidence or is there really a business here? We were both shocked and did not expect to meet here.

"Lho .. why are you here, yesterday weren't you in Lenteng?"

"Yes, Brother, Nada is at my house. And this just happens to be my father's workshop," I explained.

"Mr? Where is it, Father?" Kak Nadie was surprised as she circulated her gaze looking for a father.

"Mr is busy, brother. Maybe be next to the workshop serving other customers," I said.

"So I want to see you."

"Later you will come here, Brother," I said.

"So, you moved to this town too?"

"Yes ....!"

"So that was your husband yesterday? Honey yes, the first brother of someone else," said Kak Nadie as if sorry.

"That, Father!" seruku disperse the reverie Kak Nadie.

"Mr....!" exclaimed Kak Nadie approached the Father with pleasure. The father who was approached looked shocked and astonished while observing Kak Nadie.

"Sir Nadie ...!" exclaim Mr. while shaking hands and embracing each other spilling longing. How not, Mr and Mr. Nadie are very close. We were neighbors in Bandung and we were very familiar. Even Mr. has considered Kak Nadie like his own child.

"Nak Nadie .. did not think we could meet here, even though we used to be together in Bandung, then we separated because Nak Nadie had to move to Sulawesi with both parents," said the Father recalled the old times when Kak Nadie with her parents in Bandung.

"How's your mom and dad doing, Nak Nadie? They healthy?"

"Alhamdulillah the condition of healthy father and mother walafiat Pak," said Kak Nadie.

"So, you stay first. There's a customer looking for you, "sarge Mr. while rushing to the side of the workshop. Stay the two of us engaged in exciting conversations about childhood to the present.

"Mother .... !" suddenly while Nadie and I were still engrossed in various chatter, the screams of a small child broke our respective focus.

"Shy ....!" my surprise was staring at Sya. What surprised me more was the existence of Mas Eagle who immediately seemed to not like to see me close to another man.

"Come .. we go to my father's house!" invite Mas Elang while staring dislike towards Kak Nadie.

"Tone, you have to say goodbye to me first." I rush towards the side workshop. Brother Nadie stared at the interaction of me and Mas Eagle.

"Nad ... Brother back then yes, it just so happens to be noon. Greet me, Father, Brother farewell," he said as if in a hurry. While Mas Elang saw the loss of Kak Nadie still with a look of dislike.

Seriate....