Dad For Aisyah

Sambal Bitter.

PoV Sumidah's.

An hour had I been at the residence of Nanta, as long as the woman named Amelia, did not want to be far from the man. But instead it didn't give Nanta a chance to get close to me.

You pretentious man refused to be betrothed maybe because he did not know what his future wife who turned out to be beautiful. Of course he will accept the woman, in fact he did not avoid when Emelia touched him flirtatious. Good, that way I'm not in the grip of the rancid.

"You've been in contact with Nanta for a long time?" Ask lady Zarina. Because I've been talking long with my buyu.

"A little over a year Tan." I replied without hesitation.

"Oh yes, you haven't answered my question, where are you from?"

"I'm from Tan Lake, here just complaining of fate" I answered honestly.

"Oh.." he's mangosteen.

"If you may know... What are you graduates? And what kind of work is it right now?" Lecar madam Zarina. Hadew..why do I like people who want to apply for a job anyway, but it's good that I will answer as is. The hypocritical man was currently chatting with Amelia as well.

"I'm just a graduate of SMU Aunt, I'm a hard person can't afford to pay for college, my father's long gone. Right now I'm helping Ambu fund my two younger sisters' school." Nothing I cover because honestly, I'm a typical outspoken person who can't lie.

The madam returned mangut-mangut, did not look surprised in the least.

"What school are your siblings currently in?"

"Already at High School Tan Junior High School, and honestly, I currently only work as a babysitter" I honestly. The lady looked at me quickly.

But I feel relieved, because free from the feeling that shackled me for lying, now nothing else bothered.

Fool with 5 million I don't think about it anymore. I looked at the two Nanta and Amelia who were nowhere to be seen. Maybe they went into the room. ahh.

"Auntie... I think it's enough, I say home," said I. There's nothing more I can do here, my work at home is still a lot.

"Well, how come home.we have lunch first" prevent Auntie. "Where is Nanta Amelia?" Ask him too, confused.

"Let's just Auntie.I'm sorry, that's a permit just a moment to worry my employer is looking." I immediately got up from the hand-covered chair of Madame Zarina.

"Loh wait a minute, let it be between Nanta, it's not good that you two come home alone," looks mistress Zarina feels guilty about calling Nanta.

"No need to call Aunty. I'm okay.." I replied. Of course it's okay, it must be disappointed, certainly not. Men are basically the same, they have no principles. I remember Abu. He said there was no intention to marry but so in a match with a woman as beautiful as the woman who became his wife now does not look left right anymore. And now the rancid was not as excited as when he set out to persuade me, when he saw the beautiful woman just forgot that there was me in her house.

"Assynoltom..." I decided to go home.

"Goddessalam..." I walked out of the Madam's drive while booking an online motorcycle taxi.

"You ordered ojek? With clothes like this isn't it hard?" Tanya Aunty looked at the dress I was wearing.

"No Tan"

The sound of a motorbike stopping in front of the fence I immediately lifted the dress up certainly not difficult because jeans still I wear.

Aunt chuckles at my style. Maybe strange because the usual used for the interior of the Muslim dress was thin pants instead of jeans of this kind. When in the beauty salon had opened the pants, but it was uncomfortable without trousers so it feels semriwing wind into the skirt. I decided to wear a double inside.

"Excuse me Auntie.." I said after the motor away only faintly heard the word carefully said the mistress.

Ananta PoVs.

I opened my eyes scanning around it turned out I was sleeping. I glanced at the watch as it turned out to be almost 4pm, which means... I slept for three hours.

As soon as I remembered the tomboy, I realized I had just left him. I mean, I wanted to get away from Amelia for a little while, so I fell asleep.

As soon as I go to the bathroom, get some water to perform the Ashar prayer, the tomboy must be waiting for me too long. I pray for my mother and my deceased father, and then pray for myself to be given a good soul mate for me.

I came down the stairs hearing a laugh from the kitchen, could it be the tomboy? I sped up my steps towards the kitchen, turned out to be mom and Amelia.

"Tomboy where's Ma?"

"Tomboy's? Tomboy who?" Ask mom surprised. I turned out to be flabbergasted.

"Where's Ma's tongue?" I'm repeating.

"Oh... He had gone home not long ago you to the room last afternoon, Mama prevented but if at any time afraid of being taken by the employer he said"

Deg.

Wouldn't Tomboy have told Mama, if we were just a show? I know Tomboy's not an expert at lying. Aaagghh.. Why did I fall asleep anyway!

"Ta, feed Amelia pity She must be starving waiting for you to wake up" said Mama.

"Yes Mas. eat yuk, he said you like sambal, I was making sambal terasi to your tribe loh"

"Not hungry!" I answered ketus while removing the hand of the woman who had been agresip once toal toel is not clear. I spoke well to him not to expect me. Under the pretext I already had a future wife, but the woman was unyielding.

"Ta.. eat first" Mama looked at me as if to say "Pity Amelia"

I obeyed because my stomach was hungry and ate only breakfast this morning. In addition to the lunch menu that has been presented at the dining table makes me tasteful.

I pulled up a chair sitting three, this woman sitting next to me. I feel self-conscious. I have to talk to my mom later tonight. I don't want to be paired with this woman beside me.

"Ta... let's eat.. Why do you even see the food?"

I noticed that my mother had started to spoon-feed on the plate, as well as the woman next to me. Unknowingly a single centong of rice was already presented in front of me. Either this mom or this woman took it.

I take grilled fish and chili, chocolate fish with sambal and eat by hand is certainly more delicious. My first feed stopped chewing when the taste of sambal is no longer salty but bitter. Maybe the woman who showed off the chili pepper was putting more salt than the chili.

"Ta tumben kok, is your sambal still intact?" Tanya mama may be suspicious, then buyu spoon sambal tasting. I noticed that my mother closed her eyes and put her shoulders down without saying anything.

After eating I went salim mama. "Where are you Ta?"

"You went to see Madah Ma" I replied feeling unsettled before meeting the tomboy and apologized for letting him go home alone.

"Ta. Take him home first, just to meet Madah" said mama.

...Seriate....