Forced to endure

Chapter 18

Sinda

I went to Likha's house. We used to work together to be SPG. Now Likha works at SPG agency. Maybe he can help me.

Likha immediately let me in as soon as she opened the door.

"Maikha ... Are there any job openings for me at your agency? Or maybe you can find me a job?" ask me without further ado.

"You want to work again?" Likha asked me back. I also nodded.

"Do you know that Mas Adji is not working? So now I really need a job."

Likha was silent for a moment as if she was thinking.

"Mmc ... It's not that I don't want to help you, but look at how you look now. Your face is acceptable, but your size is not possible."

Then Likha looked at me with a strange look. I looked at my body and there was nothing strange to me.

"Your body is no longer what it used to be Win ... Any agency would accept you if your body were fat like that? You know for yourself, right? The main requirement to become an SPG is appearance."

I was stunned to hear Likha's words. There's nothing wrong with his words, just that I don't think it feels good to hear.

"Saranku .. You better apply for a job that is not too prioritizing physical appearance. Factory workers for example, shop waiters, restaurants or something like that. The job is just energy, right? Maybe you can try it."

It might be my feelings that are sensitive but I feel a tone of ridicule when Likha says it.

"Yes already then, I go home first," I said flatly. Likha just nodded.

I say goodbye to Likha because there is nothing more I want to talk about. Honestly I felt disappointed, either because Likha could not help me or was disappointed because of Likha's words or maybe both.

There is something different about Likha's attitude. Usually he held me back so that I could linger in his house even just for a chat, but this time he was indifferent. I hope it's just my feeling.

Likha was busy playing her phone without caring about me who was already standing up and was about to get out.

"See you later" I said again.

There was no response from Likha. I rushed out of Likha's house before my sensitive feelings led me to think no-no.

I almost got on my motorcycle but then remembered that I had placed the key on Likha's living room table. I went back to Likha's house to get my motorcycle keys.

Up inside I saw Likha calling someone. I walked over to the table beside Likha. I deliberately walked slowly so as not to disturb the phone. It seemed like Likha was so engrossed in chatting that she didn't realize I was entering.

"Yes the body is already rich hippo so want to work as SPG again? Not sure what the hell?" likha said while chuckling.

" ... "

"Yes ... Bener ... Adji is not working. It was sickly long ago. Now he has nothing."

" ... "

"I heard before I got sick, that Adji got caught playing girls. I'm not surprised if it happened. Males didn't see that big wife's body? Definitely looking for the sexy ones on the outside."

I kept quiet listening to Likha talk to her friend on the phone. I can clearly hear everything he's saying.

I can't believe Likha is talking about me. Obviously I was very angry, but I tried to hold back.

"Here she used to be nice, we were tired of work, while she wanted nothing to be loved by her husband. Is he now working? Isn't it shameful?" Likha chuckled again.

I don't want to hear any more of Likha's conversation with someone on the other end of the phone, I don't know who that is. I've heard enough humiliation from him. Soon I got the keys to the bike on the table.

"My motor key was left behind" I said flatly. Likha looks wrong.

"Continue the phone. I've heard everything. There's nothing you need to cover up."

I left Likha's house feeling very disappointed. All this time I thought he was my only friend, but it turned out that he was talking about me behind my back.

Finally I was faced with the fact that no matter how close we are to someone, we will never know his heart. All we know is the outside. Like Likha, who had always looked good to me, was also talking about me behind my back.

I finally realized that I had no chance to go back to work like I used to.

Why am I so naive? Yesterday I was very confident about asking for a divorce from Mas Adji. I thought after the divorce I could go back to work and move on with my life. The work experience I had I thought was enough to take me back to the dunai job. But I forgot one thing. I forget that my appearance is not what it used to be.

I began to think what would happen if Mas Adji granted my wish to divorce? How was my life? Should I thank Mas Adji for not divorcing me?

"Where's Win?" Mas Adji walked slowly to welcome my arrival.

I looked at the man standing in front of me. This heart is doubtful. Have I misjudged it? Do I hear people so much that I don't want to hear the truth from their mouths?

I'm shaking.

"Likha says there are no vacancies at the moment. He will let me know if there are any job openings for me at any time" I replied lying.

"Yes already ... Let's just wait."

Momentary silence.

"So Mas Arya came. He took my bike and left this money. Later if I want to use the bike again I can take it at Mas Arya's house. He said it was a pity that the bike was sold because it was still good, I rarely wear it ... "

Mas Adji kept talking but I couldn't focus on listening. I still ring the voice of Likha when she calls me a hippo. Am I that bad?

"Win ... "

"Eh ... Yes Mas ... "

"You heard me, right?"

I'm nodding.

"Use this money to pay Keisha's tuition, the rest to buy daily necessities."

I nodded back. It was good that I was finally able to pay off Keisha's tuition and also to apply to elementary school.

One of Mas Adji's advantages, he always gave almost all of his money to me. Maybe he'll keep some of it for his mother's rations and for his own purposes. But the rest he always gave me. And he never asked me how I used the money. It's all up to me.

"What about your therapy?"

Mas Adji shook his head.

"Keisha is more important. He should be in the best school. When I get well, I'll be back to work. I can definitely afford the school." Mas Adji's voice was getting heavier.

"If you don't continue therapy then how can you recover?"

"You don't have to think about it Win. I've been troubling you a lot."

Like yesterday, Mas Adji left me without looking at me. I thought he was trying to avoid me.