Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 Part 37

If some people are more comfortable when they can relax without thinking about work, I am confused because I do not know what to do. Already do not have a job, college assignments have also been settled, homework has also been done Ms. Arum. I also don't really like watching TV, social media accounts don't have either.

"Bak Arum doesn't want to do his job a little bit like me?" I asked Mbak Arum who was cleaning corn. I want to make a cornbasket.

"What job for, Mom? Kan, I get paid to help Mom. If you help me, it means I eat a blind salary" he replied politely.

I'm happy with Arum's performance. Everything can be finished quickly and the results are also satisfactory. Turns out he's almost forty, I think he's only in his thirties. She was so young, just like Mama.

He has a son who is still in college last semester. Amazingly, he did not finance his son's lectures at all. His son received a full scholarship. Even sometimes his son set aside his food money to meet the needs of his parents. I am proud to hear his story.

"If you may know, what husband does Madam Arum work for?" tanyaku.

"Ah, she …." Ms. Arum seems heavy to tell her family problems.

"Sorry, Ma'am. If Ms. Arum objects, don't tell her. I have no meaning," I said later.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm just a little embarrassed to admit it" replied Mbak Arum with a smile that he forced.

"It's okay, Mom."

I got out of my chair and opened the fridge to grab a snack and a cold drink. Then I sat back down and saw Mbak Arum preparing the seasoning.

"Actually, my husband is unemployed, ma'am," he began to tell stories.

"Oh yeah? Why?" manywould be surprised. At first I thought that the husband could not work maybe because he had a deficiency or maybe also sick.

"My husband was in the GHK shortly after our son was born. Since then he can't work anymore" he said in a quiet voice. I listened carefully to every sentence he said. There was such a heavy burden.

"He's on GHK for embezzling the company's money, so by looking at his track record like that, no company wants to accept him anymore."

"T-but, right, can still find another job. So an online motorcycle taxi driver, for example, or another job, rather than being unemployed" I said in response to Ms Arum's story.

"Well, I'm tired of reminding you, Mom. Every time I asked him to find a job like that he even considered that I was degrading. The gang is too high" replied Mbak Arum lirih.

I feel sorry to hear it. Arum's mother has for years been the backbone of her family. Then the circumstances, I think it's better not to have a husband. The wife works the bone, while the husband is just delicious at home.

For Ms. Arum, it does not matter if she has to find money to eat everyday with her husband. What made her objection was the money issue for her husband's cigarette. If she refused to give him a cigarette, no doubt her husband was rude to her.

She showed me one of the wounds she had received from her husband's treatment. There's a stitch scar on his arm. The torn wound he got as a result of being pushed towards the window whose glass had just been broken. I get goosebumps hearing it.

I feel guilty for complaining too much. Though many whose fate is far more unfavorable than mine. I should be more grateful.

"Ah, I even vent," he said after he told me everything.

"It's okay, Ma'am. If you need a story, tell a story. I have no problem. After all, if there is no one else like this, then by the way I, right, just Mbak Arum aja," I replied with a smile. I hope Ms. Arum can work here.

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The night is almost late. Mas Dwi has not yet closed his worksheet on the computer. Seen occasionally he massaged his temple. Two empty cups of coffee were lined up at the end of his desk. There must be another problem.

"Ah, yes. In a moment, baby. You sleep first" he said, smiling as if nothing had happened.

"But a hell of a punch, huh?" tanyaku recalled Mas Dwi barely had any time off.

"No, my dear. This happened to be a wrong check, after I changed it turned out to be the first one. So, I have to repeat. Not long, soon finished," he replied as he rubbed the back of my hand.

"Yes, I want to turn these glasses over first. Can I get you another drink?"

"No, it's gonna be over soon."

"All right."

I returned the dirty glass to the kitchen. The state of the house is deserted, Mbak Arum also seems to have gone home. He usually goes home before 10. I wonder where his house is. If the house is far away, it is better to stay here.

Without washing it, I stayed in the dirty glass and immediately returned to the room. Mas Dwi was still busy with his worksheet. I let him focus first. Instead of me hunting him to go to sleep immediately, but instead his work was neglected, afraid he even made new problems.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes passed. Mas Dwi did not close the worksheet. My eyes are not strong enough to stay awake. As a result I overslept.

When I woke up to the sound of an alarm, Mas Dwi was no longer next to me. He was still sitting at his desk. I blinked a few times. I saw him and then I saw the wall clock. I made sure many times that what I saw was not wrong.

"Mas, you're not sleeping?" I asked as I walked towards him.

"Eh, good morning, dear," he said without answering my question.

"August, Mas. You're not sleeping?" I repeat my question.

"Clearned. Not long after you sleep, I also sleep," he replied, but less convincing.

"Why did you wake up? Kan, leaving for the office is still two hours away," I asked again.

"My stomach is as troubled as it is, mostly drinking coffee. So, the sleep is also uncomfortable."

"Tuh, right, Mas. Did you take medication? I'm taking it, okay?" kataku worried. I've been reminded not to drink too much coffee, but Mas Dwi still mengueyel.

"I took the medicine. Yes, don't worry!" He still assures me that he is okay.

"I asked for my job, Mas promised to give me a job after I resigned, right?"

I took his promise. I asked for this job not to earn money, but to ease Mas Dwi's duties. I thought it would be better if I helped him than he who did it himself even to the point of not having time to rest.

"Eh? T-but--"

"Nothing but," I replied not to lose.

He considers himself a superpower. Can do everything alone. I, as a wife, might just be quiet to see her lack of rest like that.