EPOCHS

Chapter 38

Kinza Irsyania Malik POV

This morning was bright, but not as bright as my heart. I don't know why it was suddenly blurry because it was the mother Princess.

For what reason did he leave all his duties to me? He knew I had a little baby. Not two months old, Mommy! But with his heart he put it all on me.

The reason is absurd. He said he didn't understand it at all. Fear of being wrong and having to be repeated. Not his mother the commander said, if there is something that is not understood, then ask. This lha? I haven't tried saying I can't!

Many times I tried to explain how to wrap the correct souvenirs, but he still could not. Help, no one can't. Errata, don't want to be more exact. It was just sheer laziness. It really makes me almost crazy.

“Mbak, I can't help everyone. Alief fuss again.” said me while calming Alief who continued to cry.

“Liar, Fat Brother Alief. Can you help me, Ma'am? Ma'am please, Dek. Mbak is afraid of salah.” said Mbak Putri for the last time. My patience is almost gone. I'm not going to hand Alief over to the Princess when Mas Al isn't around. Too high risk.

“Ngak, Ma'am. I can handle Alief myself. Ma'am just go, let me finish it all!”

Damn, my emotions exploded right then and there. But I can't resist his wishes. Because after all, the family nature that I prioritize. For the sake of awake the good name of this unit, not because of pity on Mother Princess.

“Bener, Dek, don't you want to hand over the same Alief, Ma'am? You must be bothered with this, you know.”

“Ngak, Ma'am. Thanks for the offer.” reject me lazily. I swear, I want to get rid of it!

“What if Alief is fussy, Dek? There is no finished souvenir. Ma'am can get scolded.” her fad started to make me blood up. I swear, I want to mock her mouth.

“Mbak, please don't force! I can, really, take care of Alief while wrapping the souvenirs. Why is it that Ma'am is bothered to take care of Alief? Mommy should learn to wrap this up! Help me wrap it up, not force me to hand over Alief to you, Ma'am! Strangely right. Do you have any other intentions?!” I was firmly emotional. So too with the Princess. His face was as red as it held back the turmoil of anger.

“Better Mbak go, I want to start working on this so that it is quickly finished and tomorrow is ready.” expel me blatantly.

The Princess was silent. His anger seemed to want to explode but in hold.

“Alright, Deck. Sorry to bother you, Ma'am coming home now.” his body while leaving from before me with an annoyed face. It's more upset that I'm in a living with a pile of work.

I breathed a heavy sigh seeing the stack of souvenirs that were not ready. Added to that Alief was constantly crying. It feels like screaming. I'm fucked up now!

“Lief, quiet dong, son. Mama's dizzy hearing Alief cry on and on. Alief help Mama, yes, son. Don't cry anymore, dear.” I held Alief and cradled him. My heart aches, my chest feels tight Want to vent anger, but to whom?

I put Alief in his crib and started working. Wrapping one by one of the many souvenirs that exist. My cries began to break along with Alief's cries and hand gestures that started to work. Lord, strengthen me. Give me fortitude, hicks.

“Tok tock..”

“Assalamu'alaikum.” greeting greetings Mas Al halted activity. I fell silent, my crying stopped, unlike Alief who was still crying.

The door opened, Mas Al came in and looked at me in disbelief. He looks so surprised. Okay, we'll hear what he has to say.

“Yes Allah, Dek, why can gini? This why are you the one who fussed? It's the Princess's job, not yours!” resolute Mas Al while stopping my activities. My cry became even more as Mas Al clasped my body into his arms. I'm really tormented.

“Where's Princess?! Honey listen, you shouldn't be doing all this. Helping may, but not all of you do it. You can be sick, Dek.” boduhnya not accept if I was treated like this by Mother Princess.

He took off his embrace, stood up and was like he was about to meet the Princess. I quickly prevented it, not wanting any commotion.

“Mas is okay. I can do this all alone.” said I tried to hold him.

“No, I can't! When are you gonna get all this, Dek? The two boxes are not a small amount, this is too much!” Mas Al ignited his emotions, while I still continued to cry.

“Now come with Mas to the Princess' house. We finish this right now.” cecar Mas Al still with the same emotions. What should I do, friend? This will all just invite a commotion. I don't want the name Mas Al ugly in people's eyes. I don't want you!

“Udah Mas, no need for you to make a fuss. You better go to the office. Must have been in search of commander!” I said while crying. I'm sorry, yes, Mom. Forgive my disrespectful words. I did it all for the good of our family.

“Yang made a fuss it Princess, Deck. They just want you to be treated fairly. This is not how you ask people for help. He's just using you, Dek. Please believe the same, Mom. Nothing will happen to ki..”

“Tok tok..” door on tap by someone makes Mas Al speech stopped. It's bad if it turns out to be the commander's mother.

“Assalamu'alaikum, good morning Dek Al.” was the voice of the commander's mother. Hah, that's bad!

“Mas Mother Commander!” I said as I cried and felt fear. But Mas Al cuek and went to see him.

The commander's mother looked shocked after seeing me and a pile of souvenir boxes. His face was embarrassed and embarrassed. I am obviously ashamed, because he has a member whose behavior makes me feel tormented.

“Lho, why is this all Dek Al working? Where's Arjuna Deck, Dek?” ask him with an incredulous face. Ekhm, I'm sure he must have been shocked.

I still don't answer, “Dek Al, just talk it's okay. This can't be left alone. My job is to give each one. It can help, but don't rely on each other. Event large units we can be damaged if the members alone are not compact.” he gives long. I sighed while occasionally pulling snot that was about to come out of my nose.

Mas clasped my hands that were beginning to tremble, he nodded his omen telling me to say everything. “News only, Dek.” said Mas Al gently.

“Izin, Mother, Mother Princess is at her house, Ma'am. He left this task to me with the excuse of not being able to and fearing all of it being broken. I explained how to wrap it, but she insisted on not doing this job. Mbak Putri just want her to take care of my son.” Alief said me with a trembling voice and water that pooled in my eyes. I came back crying.

“Dek Al and Mr Danramil now come with me to the husband's office. Later let my husband call Lettu Arjuna and his wife.” said the commander's mother who made me feel staggered. My God, what is this ordeal? Strange problems what will happen, if it is related to the Princess Mother. Please give me strength and patience, huhu

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Kinza Irsyania Malik POV

The atmosphere of the commander's office felt awkward. Especially when Mbak Putri and Bang Arjuna entered the room, more and more awkward and smelled the smell of commotion.

I came alone with Mas Al, while Alief I left it to Mbak Yuni because he was asleep now.

The Commander and Commander Mother came. At the same time, the doors and windows were tightly shut. Hem, an impromptu trial with a mistake I never made. Come, look at this trial carefully.

“Dek Arjuna, try to explain why all the tasks I give, all placed on Dek Al. Does Adek mind, until all his work is handed over to Dek Al?” ask the commander's mother straightforwardly. I did not even dare to look at him and the Princess.

“Izin, answer mom.”

“Ya, please!”

“Actually it was Bu Al who asked for all of this. He mocked me, because I couldn't wrap his senses properly. I have tried, and I have held back that this task I do. But Bu Al rejected it.”

I was staring at it right then and there. What the fuck! It's his name slander, I never said it, never gustii!

The commander's mother stares at me, “Is that right, Dek?” ask him who is holding back tears. Please don't come out these tears, I don't want to say crocodile tears!

“Izin, not right, Mom. The fact is, Mother Princess is the one who gave all her duties to me. As I have explained, I have taught him how to wrap his souvenirs properly and correctly, but he still does not want to. Maak Putri chose to keep Alief, but I did not allow it because Alief was fussy. Permission, never once have I mocked Mother Princess, Mom, I dare to swear!” tears were shed along with the explanation I mentioned.

Mas Al clasped my hand, “izin, Mom. My wife never lied a bit. He is always honest and what he is.” said Mas Al gave his defense for me.

I look at the Princess who began to be provoked by emotions. He looked angry after hearing my explanation.

“Izin, that's not true. Deck, don't make up stories. Mbak know you do not like the same, Mbak, Mbak also know that the rank of Mas Al higher than the husband Mbak. But please, don't you make a show in front of the commander's mother.” Little Princess don't want to lose.

“Lho, Arjuna Deck! It's not good to call Dek Al like that! We must respect each other. Remember the husband department, Dek!” The commander's mother looks angry. The atmosphere is getting runny and weird.

“Stop, let me continue the trial. Mom, you calm down. Don't get emotional.” said Mr. Commander firmly on his wife. I am afraid of being in this position.

“Is Dek Al really making up stories?" ask the commander to me.

“Izin, ready no commander. I really told you the truth. Who made it up Princess Ma'am, not me.” said I continue to tell the truth. Either the commander will believe it or not. Obviously, I've been telling the truth without reducing or adding to things.

“I think, here is a personal issue related to the interests of the unit. It looks awkward, I can see it.” said Mr. Commander as if knowing everything. That's right, sir. This was all because of our personal problems first. My daughter started it all! I'm just in slander, this is just slander! My mind screamed.

“Father Danramil, Lettu Arjuna? I hope you can guide your wives. Always spread goodness, plant it in the heart and mind and do it in the form of deeds. Why become vindictive? The past is created, so that it can be learned, not a tool for revenge! Solve your personal problems, and do not link them to the interests of the unit. Clear?!” firmly Mr. Commander gave his piercing wobble. I directly lowered. Dare not look at him, let alone answer him.

“Ready, clear!” reply Mas Al and Bang Arjuna simultaneously. While the Princess, she was just silent with a face that was still red. I know he's emotional, very emotional. Maybe also fearing his crimes will be exposed.

“As his punishment, I want this task completed right now! The four of you work together so that this task is quickly completed. In front of me!” the commander made me shudder in horror. This is better, fair!

The commander's mother then handed us two souvenir boxes and their plastic wrappers. Then, that second we also cleared everything up. Wrapping one by one the souvenirs whose numbers are fairly large.

Sometimes I stare at Mas Al's face which seems to be holding back anger. Obviously, because he should have met with the commander in his office. But, Mas Al was dragged here because of the actions of his ex-girlfriend who had lied. Still, after this I was the target of her anger.