DOWRY 33 THOUSAND

DOWRY 33 THOUSAND
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Rara and Abuya were already on their way back home. Abuya who asked for the grilled sausage to be brought home was followed by Rara.


Rara realized, as a mother there are still many shortcomings and has not been able to unite Abuya. Therefore, only by obeying the simple things that Abuya desires while Rara is able to be granted.


"You happy?" asked Rara, The Mama while holding Abuya's hand very tightly.


"It's so nice. Mama wants a job?" abuya asked softly by letting the happy face turn soft when the Mama had taken her to go home.


Rara took Abuya, and smiled as she turned to Abuya. Rara nodded slowly and tried to smile even though Abuya did not like the smile of the Mama who was leaving.


"Mom has to work, so we can have some money and we can buy some grilled sausage next time? You want?" asked Rara, The Mama with a smile full of happiness.


Abuya turned his face and looked at the road he was walking on. As a child, maybe Abuya could not do anything, let alone have to protest to Mama not to work today.


"Hey, Abuya? Why?" ask Rara who is now coming to a stop and crouching in front of Abuya. Rara was well aware that her son was sulking not to go to work and accompany Abuya all day.


Not unwilling, even Rara will be very happy if there is indeed a time for it, but now is not the right time to relax, if there is a job, if there is a job, inevitably Rara had to work hard for it. Especially at this time, Rara's burden increased. Rara has to repay the purchase of the house on this credit. So, Rara has to work harder, not to mention having to pay two car installments at once, even though one car is only a few months away.


"Mama tenenin Abuya huh? We eat sausages together?" asked Abuya wistfully with a lowered face. Abuya was afraid Rara, The Mama would be angry with his request this time which was clearly not able to be obeyed by Rara. Not to be disobedient but the time is not right. This job has been in the message since one week ago, and it is not possible to be delegated to others, because the family only wants Rara who drives the car.


Rara carried Abuya and continued on towards her home. One of the things that made Abuya happy was in Rara's car and rubbed on his back gently. Abuya is very easy to silence if you are sulking.


"Mama has to work, and Abuya is at home with Aneng.Nati if Mama comes home, we go to the Park again, or we go to Bude's house?" rara said softly near Abuya's ear, as the little man hugged Rara, the Mama, as if unwilling to lose.


Abuya just fell silent and did not explain the words of Rara, the Mama until Abuya fell asleep in Rara's arms.


'Forgive Mama, Son. Life is hard, right? Mama has to find money to get on with our lives, and finance all our needs,


Arriving at home, Rara immediately put Abuya on her bed. Rara whistles to go to work.


"Aneng, that's grilled sausage for Abuya. Tomorrow if you go to the park, Abuya ask for milk and grilled sausage please buy it. Let Abuya be happy, and he deserves to be happy" Rara advised Aneng. Rara picked up a small bag containing a change of clothes and a pretty bag that was slung around her arm.


"Yes, Mom," Aneng replied briefly and nodded with understanding.


Today, Rara must immediately deliver a family to lembang for an event at a company.


"Don't forget, cook the dishes that Abuya likes. The shopping money is in the usual place, buy nugets, eggs, chicken and gelatin," Rara said slowly.


Incidentally at the front end of the Housing Complex there is a supermarket that is quite complete


"Yes, ma'am" Aneng replied briefly.


"I left first yes, take Abuya," said Rara slowly and kissed Abuya's forehead who was still sleeping.


Rara walked out of the house and got into the car. Aneng drove Rara to the front of the house and closed the gate after the departure of Rara who had gone away and turned at the end of the street alley


Rara's heart grew bitter, having to leave Abuya at home. But, this job is also as important as Abuya, his son.


"Assalamulaikum, Oh ... Yes this is the way there to pick up," said Rara slowly.


Not long ago the phone was closed and put back near the car porcelain.


TING!!


The sound of notification of a short message through the incoming chat application, and Rara took back her phone and opened the store with one hand.


The short message came from Rafli, a virtual friend on the singing app.


"Assallamualaikum, what are you doing? Too busy?" rafli asked in the chat message.


Without thinking long and did not reply to the chat, Rara immediately called back the new number. Rafli's language style, the man who had stolen his heart was already very well known by Rara.


The number is connected and immediately raised by the owner of the number.


"Assalamualaikum, Mommy?" call Rara slowly when the number is connected and lifted.


"Waalaikumsalam, Hi, Rara?" rafli replied slowly and looked happy.


"How are you?" ask Rara slowly.


"Alhamdulillah well, where are you? Why is there music?" ask Rafli slowly with curiosity.


Rafli himself also amazed Rara, the greatest woman he ever met. Independent women with all the advantages or multi-talents that Rara has. One month long and shared through chat and get to know each other personally make them both more familiar and comfortable to the interdependence.


"I'm in the car, again driving between people," answered Rara innocently.


"Turn off phone. Not good, driving smbil holding a mobile phone," said Rafli with a little height


Rafli was worried, afraid that things would not happen to Rara.


"Mas, I'm using a blooth handset so it's safe" Rara said.


It's true that Rara always wears a blooth handset when in the car. In addition, Rara really bahaia can call directly with the man she has loved even in cyberspace.


"Relatedly? You're wearing a bloototh handset? Can you video call?" rafli asked slowly and hoped that Rara would grant her request this time.


"Video calls?" rara asked slowly in disbelief.


Of course Rara will grant, Rara herself was also curious about the figure of the man who had stolen her heart.


"Yes, Video call? If the objection is okay, maybe another time," said Rafli singkt seem a bit disappointed from the tone of his voice.