
After breakfast, Shaka returned to the room. He will today make a job application letter and he will send it via online only. Not just the company he was going to. But also other endeavors in any field. Such as cafes, restaurants, hotels, and other businesses that if there is no intervention of the father. Although in the company will be less likely, he will still try. Perhaps there are businessmen who dare to oppose the power of the Father, he thought.
While drowning with his laptop, Nimas arrives with a cup of warm sweet tea. She sat next to her husband who seemed unaware of his arrival. Seeing her persistent husband, the soul of the businessman Nimas was eager to help her husband.
"Mas."
"Yes, Deck. Wh why? Do you need anything?"
"Yes, I need your approval."
Hearing Nimas' sentence, Shaka immediately faced her and stopped his activities temporarily.
"What agreement? What do you want to do?"
"Help you to work. I happen to be able to sew. Yeah, I can't help but fill my free time with useful stuff."
"Can't!" Shaka replied firmly. "Work is the job of a husband, not a wife. You just sit quietly take care of our health, take care of our children, and serve me well that is enough for me. Don't need you like that, I can suffic you guys. Don't worry about something I'm working on. I don't want you to cape, especially in a moment. So the mother after giving birth must be exhausting, Dek. Must stay up late, lack of sleep, lack of rest, all cape bodies, you even want to sew everything."
"Well, if I sell online, yes. Can not cape if selling online, just active mainin hape." Nimas still loves persuading.
"You were told to shut up why is it so hard, anyway? Gini you know Dek, I can't get you to make your own money there's a reason. First of all, I want your attention to just me as much as our children. If you work, your attention will be divided, your attention will be divided into husband, child, and your business. I don't want to share that. Second, if you have your own business or work with people, our children must follow others. I don't want to, I don't want my son to be taken care of by the nanny. I'll be calmer if you take care of yourself. You alone hold our son twenty-four hours and lastly, I don't want you to cape, I want you to get enough rest. You took care of me with our son later it was cape. Moreover, you want to find other activities. After all, a husband who provides his wife with her hard-earned money and sweat to the fullest, it prides us, the husbands."
Shara clasped his wife's hand and stroked her back. He knew from the look on his face there was a little bit of disappointment because of the ban from him.
"Trust, Deck. I'm banning you doesn't mean I don't want you to be a career woman. But really, I will be calmer if you are at home, take care of our children later, so protect our children when I am not near you, your attention is poured out completely on us. I just want that. There is nothing wrong with being a housewife. Being a mother and wife figure only your work will not be endless. Especially if we live alone. Get here, okay? I want to focus on your family."
Although actually from her inner little heart she was eager to refute her husband's words. Nimas does not want to do that, he suppresses the desire to help the husband, because he feels that the reason Shaka is very reasonable and that is the form the man loves his wife. Although there was a slight sense of disappointment as her wish was not granted Nimas tried to obey what her husband said.
"Yes, I understand. What you say proves that you love you more than others."
"It's good that you understand."
And from that day, Nimas' desire to find busyness he turned to planting plants that he put on the porch of his house that is not too broad. It had been two weeks that he and Shaka were in that house. And during that time there was not a single day Shaka got the news about the reply from his job application letter.
Shaka began to get dizzy, he could not stay at home while life continued to run. He decided today to look for a job by coming directly to the location. He reached back to his savings in large quantities to buy a motorbike for him to use around looking for work.
Shaka plans to find work in places that are not big or if they are not too controlled by the Father. And such places must be small-scale, there was no way he could find a job by car.
"Be careful on the road, yes. I hope you come home with good news. No effort will betray the results."
It was early in the morning, still eight o'clock. Shaka is neat with his briefcase. For the first time he rode the bike after a long time did not touch the motorcycle seat.
Shaka already had several destinations for him to submit a cover letter. Even the factory did not escape the man's target. The rising sun made Shaka decide to take a break in the coffee shop. It was here that Shaka met one of his friends who worked in a restaurant by serving as a manager. And from that meeting Shaka gained enlightenment by leaving a proposal to his friend.
"Gue take it, yeah. I'm going to show you directly to the owner. The selection he himself has. I'm back, yeah."
"OKs. Thanks for the help."
After the shop, Shaka went straight home. It was very late, he was hungry and the worms in his stomach had missed the food Nimas cuisine.he had great optimism that in the restaurant where his friend worked he could be received.
In the middle of the trip, Shaka had crossed his head to get around with Nimas on a motorcycle. It would be fun and romantic, the man thought.
And the delusion that stopped in his head made him get home quickly. He saw his wife who was chatting with a neighbor of the house complex. As soon as he saw himself coming home, the woman immediately moved up and approached him
"Well, are you home, Mom? I'll warm up the food if I don't."
"No, Deck. Deliberately go home quickly so you can eat your cooking."
The two of them went to the kitchen. Shaka looked at where his wife was going. I don't know, since moving house, Shaka increasingly can not be far from the wife he always considered small.
"Dek," call Shaka while doing his custom. Sniffing neck very wife.
"Why?" ask Nimas who was used to her husband's behavior.
"Remember the doctor, right?"
"Which one? I've got a lot of doctor's messages, Mas."
"That one." Shaka's highly ambiguous answer leaves Nimas confused.
"What is it, Mom? Don't make me think, you. Don't stick around, Mas. I'm sultry, here it's hotter than I used to know" Nimas grumbled.
"I'm also sultry, we sweat, yuk! Doctors say we do not eat ramyeon often. It can make labor smooth" Shaka said with a mischievous look. Receiving such a gaze made Nimas instantly flee to the room.
Who reads the paper is not the same Shaka? Is even Shaka's love too excessive? comments dong, beautiful 😊.