Allow Me to Feel Tired

The beginning of suffering.

Having debt and being very crazy about gambling, as if making someone blind to conscience. Living in an economy that is arguably mediocre, makes Mona the connecting mother who with a firm exchange of children he continued to someone who is so famous for his cruelty and also very rich.

"Fia! Hurry a little, you're so slow. The guy's gonna be pissed, let's hurry!" Mona yelled at the child, making the simple house like a market.

"What's up Mona, why are you yelling like this? It's possible that Fia is praying, what's the harm in you waiting for a minute." David handled his wife's already highly exaggerated remarks.

"Ah, you always defend her. He wouldn't have heard me if I hadn't shouted. Just try if Leah did something, you'd be mad at me." Cibir Mona who always did not want to give up from her husband.

Shaking his head, facing the attitude of his wife who was always like this. Even the neighbors have been very familiar with the shouting from his house, it is beyond limits. Especially with the added attitude and treatment of Leah, not much different.

"Sorry mom, Fia was praying. This is Fia ready."

A woman in a light blue hijab approached her parents, but no answer was given to her. Not even a word and his sincere treatment he gave to Fia, Fia's hard work from work will be confiscated on the grounds for the cost of the brother.

"Where are you guys going?" David said as Mona pulled Fia's hand to go with him.

"There's important business, you don't need to know. Just stay at home, people like that deserve to be at home. Come on Fia, it's too late." Mona pulls Fia's hand.

"But Mom, Fia wants to say the same." Hearing that, Mona glanced for a moment at Fia and David. Then the hand came off and Mona first walked over.

"Change, Fia go first. It's fine at home, Bah." Fia kissed the back of David's hand.

"Where are you two going, Fia? Abah was afraid, if later your mother would do something no-no to you son." David's worry for Fia is not without reason, because he understands the character of his wife.

"Nothing will happen bah, the mother is nice. Assalamu'alaikum's chat. " Fia passed by leaving David still staring at her, to catch up with Mona who was already shouting her name.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. "

Seeing the departure of the two, there is a sense of regret that is so great David felt. Intending to give a mother love that can replace her daughter's longing, David marries Mona. However, everything did not match what he wanted, and this has already happened.

Forgive me, Fia. Abah didn't mean to make you suffer like this, I'm so sorry son.

The tears escaped David's eyes, he could only pray in his heart for Fia's happiness.

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Arriving at the destination, Fia was so unable to think anymore. Entering the free-roofed building that was so majestic, made him cluck in awe.

"Masyaa Allah, the great building." Say Fia slowly.

Plaque!

"Not at home, not here. You always make me angry. I've called you a few times. Basic child does not know in profit, instead of thanking me I find a job." Mona's hand lightly slapped Fia's cheek.

The attitude of the mother continued it was like the air that Fia had to live every day, her hands were pulled forcibly to follow the step of the mother, riding the elevator which then pressed the number thirty.

Ting!

"Excuse me, can I meet Mr Ronal?" Mona asked the woman in front of one of the rooms.

"Who and what needs? Or have you had an appointment before?" The woman is Tyas, the company's secretary.

"I'm Mona, I've had an appointment with her before."

So meticulously, Tyas looked at Mona's glamorous appearance, along with the woman wearing green and showing her head. This sight made him wonder in his heart, yet he had to be professional.

What is this woman dealing with me, Mr Ronal? Just look at it like a walking ondel-ondel doll.

"Well, please wait a moment, I'll call Mr. Ronal." Tyas immediately contacted Ronal by phone in front of him, after which he asked Mona and Fia to wait for a moment.

So arrogant Mona, with her attitude so haughty. He was like a big mistress, and it made Tyas snort with a sneer.

Tap

Tap

Tap

"You've arrived, please come with me." The voice of the man who was Ronal, was already there.

Ronal gave Tyas a code not to accept guests for a moment, then he opened the door of his master's room. As the door opened, a focused man stared at the flat screen in front of him. He is Abhimanyu Surendra, a successful businessman who is famous and also rich. However, he was so cold, cruel and horrible. There was no apology and a second chance for the one who was looking for trouble to him.

"Excuse me sir, they've come." Ronal informed their guests of arrival.

"Hem." With an untroubled look, Abi only joked to answer it.

A file placed Ronal on his master's desk, the file contains data from both guests. Then open and read the file placed on his desk, staring at the two women in turn. Then one of his eyebrows rose up, the gaze stopped as he looked at the woman in the hijab.

"What clothes are you wearing? It's not that women today are very modern, even with the age for it very closely follows the trend." Look it's still not sidetracked.

Not a word came out of Fia's lips, for she did not realize Abi was speaking to her. Once he believed himself, it was Monalah who answered the remark.

"This is the servant's garment that I made the appointment at that time, sir. He came from the village and did not know fashion. But I assure you, he can work well. If he makes you disappointed, it's up to you sir to flap." Mona said that managed to make Fia widen both eyeballs and look at him sharply.

"Mother!" Lirih Fia's.

"Shut up! Just obey, if you don't see your brother suffering." A hard pinch on Fia's waist given by Mona, as well as a threat.

With the debate between the two women, made Abi interested to see it.

Interestingly enough, his face was also not too ugly for the size of the villagers. Abi propped his chin up using his fingers.

"It's been enough of your drama, and you've kept your word. From this moment on, he! It's mine, please get out of here. Ronal, you take care of everything." Heaving his hand was like giving a sign to get out of his room immediately.