Almira's Regret

My fault?

Seeing Mira approaching the car, the owner of the car immediately did his car. Who's He? Dion or his Papa?

The pat on the shoulder made Mira jump and almost dropped the noisy bag of food. Mira snickered when she found out that the one who was patting her shoulders were her two friends. Ema and Gina.

"See the devil, Mom?" moda Ema's.

"Yes, you are demons" Mira replied, followed by the laughter of the three of them.

"I think I miss bangeeeet!" Ema immediately hugged Mira.

"Watch up, Em, take an oath. Where's the smell of sweat again."

Ema sniffed her armpits, "Feelings have changed. Is she still kissing?" The one asked instead of answering laughed. "Eeehhh, you guys," muttered Ema.

They went to Mira's room. Spend the food they bring and then tell each other. When it was Ema and Gina's turn to tell the story they both laughed. But when Mira's turn to tell the atmosphere becomes silent. I just heard the breath of each one of them.

"You still love him, Mir?" tanya Ema was praised by Gina's nod.

"Love and hate are different, both present at the same time. I often ask myself. I actually love him or hate him, but I haven't found a definitive answer, Em, Gin."

"But I think that if you still love and one day receive him back we are including fools anyway. Especially when you hear your story how Dion tried to get rid of you. I swear I'm his sister I beat him to death."

"agree. The turn to honey, very sweet attitude. The turn to be responsible turned into a monster. I think it's him, psyko" added Gina.

Mira smiles.

"Keep your plan ahead what, Mir?" ask Ema.

"I don't have any skills" Mira said. "So look around I think I want to sell kids snacks. Yes like seblak, basreng, spatula, kayakaya snack is still a favorite food but I am not good at cooking," continued Mira with a laugh. Being far away from the Dion family made Mira a little detached from feeling depressed.

"Egg cooking is just a charred egg" said Gina while picking up the snack she had brought.

"Eh no, now cook the eggs you can," denied Mira.

"Times?" ask Ema and Gina together.

It doesn't feel like it's getting dark. Mama Gina came and reminded them to fulfill their obligations immediately. Afterwards Ema decided to go home because she was not used to being outside the house when it was getting dark.

"Well, I was going to want to go on," said Ema with a clear expression.

"When. If now sagasian your mother, it was said your father again outside the city," reply Mira.

"Yes, pity Mira too if we go straight tonight. He needs to rest, if we catch up on what's going on until morning" Gina said.

"Ok, I'm home, bye Mira tomorrow I'm here again."

"Bye, Em," replied Mira and Gina together.

***

"Your friend is contracted, Gin?" ask her father Gina.

"So, it's in." Mama Gina answered while serving warm tea to her husband.

"Ma ... Approximately pa ya estimates that can be done by the mother of Hami, but do not reduce the time of rest. There ain't?"

"Many, can sew, can sell, a lot of really. Isn't that right, Pa?"

Mira kept walking to get to the warteg. Most of the residents who live around Mira's residence have a livelihood as tailors.

"Mom, here most of the work is sewing?" ask Mira who serves her.

"Yes, neng. New residents, huh?"

"She just moved yesterday."

Mira returns home and Gina is standing at the door waiting for her.

"Where are you from, Non? Early in the morning. I brought breakfast. Open door! pegel me from before standing up."

Mira laughed as she opened the door, "You can go back home, or sit down on a cake." Mira lets Gina in. "Oh yes Gin, here a lot of sewing work yes. Where did they take the job from?"

Gina they had breakfast that she brought, "Some who had their own there was also a makloon. Usually take makloonan from the Hajj sir. You want to sew?"

"I think so, but I have to learn first. After thinking about it, you don't spend a lot of energy. I also don't have to lift heavy free. Sit, feet and hands working. I don't think my pregnancy will be disturbed either."

"That's it?" gina asked after putting her food in her mouth. "It makes sense anyway. I'll ask my mom to tell Mr. Haji."

"Eh but I have to buy the sewing machine first huh?"

"Custom Pak Haji usually give pinjem machine package. Same sewing machine obras. But usually the clothes are paid about 15-16k. Cheap to want?"

"It's not important that I can be productive. Not just foot barges. At least I didn't use Fahmi's doctor's money to support life."

Something promised Mira, Gina asked her mother to meet the hajj owner of the convection. Ask for a job for Mira. Not to forget Mama Mira also explained that those who will work are still learning and are pregnant.

Pak Haji understood, he gave heart to lend a package of machines to Mira and the person who will guide Mira in learning.

For one week Mira learned to produce even though only able to finish a little. He smiled getting his first salary received once every week.

"Thank God, hopefully next week can leave a lot of ya." Said Hilda the one who stood by her.

"Yes Hilda's tea, thank you for patiently teaching me."

"I used to do that too. Not suddenly I can. How many pieces this week?"

Mira seemed to think, although some models of clothing had begun to be able to master but she did not know the extent of her ability.

"Ambi a little bit earlier, later if one tie is done can take again," said Mama Gina who joined.

"Yes, aunt."

During the day on Sunday, Fahmi comes to Dion's house. His arrival was not welcomed by Money and his wife. Even for a drink they do not offer.

"You came here to ask me to take responsibility for your future wife, Mas?" Dion asked with an unfriendly expression. Not much different from his wife.

"I came as your brother to apologize for my mistake. I'm sorry I can't control my emotions. Your business to apologize to Mira or not is your business, Mira and your God. But I hope there's still good in you, at least apologizing even if irresponsible."

Nafa screeched, "have you ever apologized to me?"

"My fault?"