Conscious After a Treasure Depleted
By Forced
Mr. Gunawan hastily carried out his action when he arrived at Seyla's house. The quiet state of the house makes both of them free even the living room is used as the most comfortable place.
"Patience Om, who relaxed dong!" said Seyla saw the movement of Mr. Gunawan like a possessed person.
Mr. Gumawan did not heed Seyla's words because he was about to finish the action quickly and after that, hurriedly put on his clothes and went home.
On the way he hopes to arrive home early before Tini returns. He did not want his son to become suspicious of him.
His heart was relieved to not see Tini who usually at these hours was sitting on the porch of the house while playing games on his cellphone. That means he hasn't come home yet.
He went straight into the bathroom before his wife smelled a different perfume than her perfume. After that put on a casual dress then sit on the terrace waiting for the warm coffee that he previously ordered to his wife to be made.
Shortly afterwards Tini came escorted by his friend and after getting off the motorbike, Desi immediately turned the bow to go home because it was almost magrib.
Tini passed the terrace of the house where her father and mother were sitting enjoying coffee. His face bent to make his mother wonder while his father looks very nervous.
"Go home not saying hello, even nyelonong aja enter, what the hell?" ask Elis' mother.
Tini did not answer. He passed quickly and put on the table the goods ordered by his mother and then went straight to his room and locked from the inside. He was annoyed to see his father who seemed as if nothing had happened when this was a big problem.
Today was a bad day that Tini felt. The heart is still hot because of his father's work coupled with the problem of his mother's debt at the Mak Ela stall.
In his turmoil he grabbed his wallet on the table and checked the contents. There are still Rp 650,000. "Hopefully enough to pay my mother's debt because it was enough I was humiliated in a public place by Mak Ela. Wait for my vengeance, arrogant Mak Ela!" Tini cursed in heart.
The next day before going to the office, he first stopped at the Mak Ela stall.
"You owe me again?" mak Ela welcomed his arrival.
Tini was very angry to hear the words of the middle-aged woman but she tried to prank herself because there were some mothers who were there. He took out a purse from the bag and opened it regardless of the mothers who had been whispering and occasionally staring at him. Tini knew that Mak Ela must have told her about her mother who always took things with a borrowing system.
"Please Mak Ela don't always raise my mother's debt. Here, take it and if the money is more than the amount we owe then consider it as the interest!" tini said while putting her money on the table roughly.
"It's called a filial son!" mak Ela said while calculating the money carefully.
"This money is supposed to be more, helloo.it can't cover a third of your mother's debt" Mak Ela flicked her mouth.
Tini was so confused because he had become a spectacle material for the mothers who were there.
Mak Ela opens a drawer for unag storage and also a debt book. He opened a list of items in the name of Elis's mother complete with the date of his acquisition.
"Now, look! Your mother's debt is still Rp 2,320,000, and now you pay Rp 650,000, so the rest is still
Rp 1,580,000. But thank goodness that at least you have paid some of it for nothing and I hope that you can all pay off in this month!"
"Kok can yah, husband and wife whose status as PNS and there are already children who work but only kitchen spices still owe," kta a mother.
"Try like us who are just odd jobs, it makes sense to owe" said another.
"Everything is smart to manage finances in the household, do not big pegs than poles" said a blonde mother.
Tini's ears became hot to hear the words of mothers who certainly they deliberately to insinuate himself. "Ohhh, why am I the target of complex mothers? Should be the mother who hears let self-destruction to always shop." murmured Tini.
"Hey, where have you been, when have you been to the office?" elis' mother asked when she saw Tini who had just arrived home.
"From Mak Ela's stall" said Tini flat expressionless.
"Where's your groceries?"
"Make paying the debt alone is not enough, where else want to shop,"
"Oh, so you've paid Mom's debt? Thank you, Son! You are a child who knows how to be filial!
It was with great pleasure that Elis' mother praised her son.
"I paid the debt because I was forced to be humiliated everywhere, so the old man did not do anything to avoid being in debt!"
Elis' mother gasped at the words of her son, who she thought was very disrespectful.
"Hey, you don't be smart, you're already working, just as nice as a rude nomong to the parents!" exclaims Elis' mother with emotion.
"It's not smart but it's reality!" Tini defended herself and at a glance she saw her downcast father. Maybe because he was offended by his son's words. He realized that Tini was still carried away with emotion considering the events yesterday at the Mall.
"Come, talk dong Mas and teach your son manners and manners!" exclaim Mother Elis. She was annoyed to see her dead husband tick in front of her daughter.
Mr. Gunawan did not budge in the slightest and it further aggravated the atmosphere.
Unselfishly Tini left them katena in front of Desi already passed and they would flail to the office.
After Tini left, her mother still nagged at length. Apparently Tini's words also make him offended because he was always wasteful and had very often he bought an item, not because of need but bought because of desire.
Satisfied nagging, he only realized if this morning had to teach in tenth grade at the first hour. He took a shower and went to school with a feeling that was still chaotic.
In the afternoon after returning from school, Elis' mother stopped by Mak Ela's stall which happened to be quiet again.
"Good day, Mother Ela!" sweep it in a friendly manner.
"Yes, good day!" sahut Mak Ela Ketus.
He already knew the habit of Elis' mother if she wanted to borrow. Her voice was soft and her face sweet.
"Mak Ela don't fuck that dong, anyway my debt is paid off, right?"
"Cone? Who said?"
Mak Ela took the debt notebook and offered it to Elis' mother to check for herself.
