Being a Night Butterfly

TMKM 02

The clock was pointing at six in the morning, Melinda woke up and saw Fatih still sleeping. At what time the man came home, Melinda had no idea. Last night he slept because his body was very tired and it felt dim. Later that night, he'll have Aunt Sisca's permission not to work. 

Melinda kissed Atha's forehead first before finally getting off the bed and cleaning herself. Prepare breakfast for them. When she reached the kitchen, Melinda saw her mother-in-law cutting vegetables. 

"Yes, wake up at this hour." Dewi—Mother-in-Law Melinda— speaks half insinuatingly. 

"Yes, Mom. The cafe was so crowded last night that my body was so tired." Melinda rubbed her neck slowly. No matter though the Goddess had already looked at him cynically. 

"Goodoo. That means you got more money, right?" ask Goddess. Stopping the movement of Melinda's hand that was just about to help cut vegetables. 

Melinda smiled forcefully. "Lumayan, Ma. Can make Atha's treatment tomorrow." 

The conversation also stopped. They are both busy at their jobs. After that, Melinda was in charge of arranging cooked dishes to the dining table, while the Goddess went to take a bath. 

Just as Melinda was done with her task, Fatih walked out of the room and headed straight for the dining table. Look at the cuisine for the sake of the cuisine that is held there. 

"You cook?" ask Fatih half ketus. 

"Mothers. I'm just helping, Mom." Melinda answered softly. She brought rice for her husband. 

"After breakfast there's something I'll talk to you about" Fatih said. 

Melinda just nodded her head assentingly without feeling suspicious at all. He was sure that their conversation would later be about Atha. 

***

Melinda just sat quietly on the bed staring at Fatih who was standing by the window. There was no Atha there because Fatih entrusted it to the Goddess. The atmosphere in the room was tense especially when Melinda realized there was something different from her husband. 

"Where's your salary?" ask Fatih in a cold tone. Freeze the atmosphere in the room. 

"Wage?" Melinda frowned. 

Seeing his wife's response, Fatih immediately approached Melinda and gripped the woman's chin quite firmly. No matter how much Melinda grimaced in pain, Fatih still strengthened the grip. 

"You don't act stupid! Are you pretending to forget that it's Sunday and last night you're definitely paying!" fatih. His eyes glared sharply as if they were about to escape from his place. 

Melinda swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. "But, Mas. The money's for Atha's treatment tomorrow, ma'am." 

Fatih Throwed Melinda's face pretty rough. Then, the man took his wife's bag lying on the table. Take the money that is in it. Seeing all the money taken by her husband, Melinda got up and wanted to take the money. 

"Mas, don't take all. I beg you," whined Melinda. Still trying to get that money. 

"For Atha's treatment, this kind of money is enough." Fatih took half of the money he took. Then put it on the table, while the rest he put into the bag of the inner jacket. 

Melinda cried, asking Fatih to return the money. However, the man's heart was like it was made of stone. Instead of returning the money, Fatih was waiting for a smile to see Melinda's tears that had soaked the woman's face.

"Mas, why are you so bad? Shouldn't you help me find money for Fatih's treatment? Not even blackmailing me like this" lamented Melinda. They shed tears that kept flowing. 

"You just calm down. I'll make this money a betting material. If I win, I'll give you even more than this. So, don't overdo it" Fatih said. 

"When did you win the game, Mom? You only win once and then you lose!" Melinda began to dare to reply to her husband. This of course makes Fatih inflamed. 

"You! Dare to me!" Fatih looked back. In fact, he seemed like he was about to rem*s Melinda's face. "Remember, you're my wife and you should have bowed to me. Not defying like this!" 

"Maas ...." 

"I'm leaving. So, you shut up before I hit you!" Fatih was grieving hard and left Melinda who was still on the floor. It doesn't matter even though the woman is still sobbing. 

"Why are you so mean to me, Mom." Melinda wiped her tears while staring at her husband's back which slowly moved away from the view. 

***

Melinda spends time with Atha. Before tonight will return to work serving the striped men. After examining Atha, Melinda also took the child for a walk. Spend time together, which they rarely do. 

"Mom, I want us to be like this all the time." Atha spoke not very clearly because his mouth was full of food. 

Melinda who saw that also reviewed the smile while rubbing her son's cheek gently. "of course. You have to promise to heal and be as healthy as ever. I will spend a lot of time with you. How's it?" 

Atha nodded enthusiastically. "Yes. I'm gonna get well for Mom." 

Melinda's heart was throbbing. Feeling haru see the smile of Atha who has always been an encouragement for him. Melinda wished that Atha never knew what she was doing for her son. He did not want Atha to be disappointed. 

After satisfied eating and playing, Melinda immediately invited Atha to go home because it was already afternoon. He has to prepare the energy for tonight. On the way home, Melinda smiled at Atha. 

Upon arriving at home, they were immediately greeted by the Goddess. The look of the Goddess towards Melinda was still as usual. Seemed cynical and disliked. However, Melinda who was used to it also remained indifferent. The goddess who knew Melinda would work immediately invited Artha to rest. 

"Mas Fatih hasn't come home yet, Mom?" melinda asked as she was ready to go to work. 

Melinda wears jeans and a long shirt when leaving home. However, when he reached Aunt Sisca's place, he would change clothes. Wearing sexy clothes with open cleavage. 

"Yet. If you want to leave, you better leave. No need to stop Fatih. He already knows." The goddess spoke with a sniffle. Melinda took a deep breath and kissed the back of her mother-in-law's hand. 

After kissing Artha's forehead, Melinda immediately ordered an online motorcycle taxi to leave for the location. He only has one motorbike and it has been used by Fatih to go to work. 

My intention is to work to earn money for Artha's treatment. I'm sorry, God. I am truly Your sinful servant. 

***

"You lose again! Ahaha!" said someone at the gambling table. 

"Damn!" Fatih cursed annoyed let alone heard a laugh that was like his taunting.