At the End of My Tired!

XV Part

Sarah just came out of the bathroom, she decided to take a shower first before going home to her father. She did not want to cross over to her husband's house, because surely Angga would not allow himself to return to the hospital.

"Well, Sarah went home to get some clothes back to our house. I want sarah to bring what later, Sarah wants to buy fried rice anchovy petai mas Diman which is at the end of the road of our house. I haven't been there for a long time."

"Dad wants a sweet martabak, you still have a handle on money?".. Mr. Ramdhan was only worried about the finances of his son, considering his son-in-law only rationed Sarah with spending money of 15 million rupiah per month.

Not that Mr. Ramdhan is not grateful, it's just that the money was also used by Sarah to pay for ART salary and security guard their house, not to mention the needs of the kitchen and others. Sarah had to be extra frugal, sometimes selling some canvas paintings online to cover the shortcomings of kitchen needs as well as her own needs.

"Dad be calm, as long as Sarah can still meet all the needs of the father. You don't have to worry about thinking about anything, just think about your health, yeah."

Sarah took her sling bag and then draped it over her shoulder.

"You heart, until your father's dirty clothes house titipin same wife kang Sadin aja, later in the wash. Love 40rb, say no need to iron everything, fragrance it you buy yourself yes, the package is medium."

Poor too, kang Sadin is now again unemployed, his work is odd. Sometimes I ask you to sell the results of the garden behind the house, the results are good for the father of two." Said Mr. Ramdhan at length.

"Yes, yeah. Later Sarah bought all her laundry soap, Sarah also wanted to buy bathing needs in the minimarket market in front of the hospital. Sarah left first yeah, yeah." Sarah kisses the back of her father's hand.

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"Still in the business, maa." This is what makes Angga most dislike when it comes to his parents' house. The same question, always coming out of her mother's mouth. He got tired of hearing it.

"Your wife is not very, pregnant can not. What could he be, other than squandering your money on his sick father." The middle-aged woman continued to nag, making Angga's ears even hotter.

"No, ma. Do not need to discuss the problem of children, I was again complicated the same problem of the company. Mama don't add to the burden of my mind also dong."

"Kok, you're so bad mama, naturally dong if mama's just your same grandchild. It's been 2 years you've been married, but you haven't been able to give me your grandchildren." Dumel that woman doesn't want to be blamed.

"Could be your wife is barren, you remember the time your fertility test results came out. Sarah'd rather go alone, to take the test results." Oceh that woman with all her prejudices that are not basic.

"That's because I was busy at the time, ma. Don't put too much pressure on Sarah, how she'd want to get pregnant if you press and terrorize her every day about grandchildren." Bela Angga to her mother.

"After all, Sarah and I are good, just need to be patient and try again." Clearly angry again.

"As far as you are concerned, the photo is that by the end of next month Sarah has no signs of pregnancy. You have to get married again, mom doesn't want to know. Point." Said the middle-aged woman, then died Angga who was still staring at the idea of the mother.

Angga's head throbbed intensely, at a time when his company was in a critical phase, his mother instead added to the burden of his mind. Angga got up from his seat, rushed out to his car died at his mother's house. Linger there makes it more stressful. Not to mention the wife who did not come home, increasingly add to his dizziness alone.