Forced to endure

Chapter 22

I'm not talking about my meeting with Eva to Mas Adji. It is free to talk about it because it will not change anything or restore the situation as before. I'm starting to accept the reality.

The next few days I worked as usual. Still two more days I enter the day shift, only after that I can take off. Actually, this body feels crumpled. I still need an adjustment between taking care of the house and work.

But these few days every time I come home from work I find a house in a tidy state. No single dirty dishes, even dry laundry has also been folded neatly even though the bekum is ironed. Maybe my mom did it.

"Kei, we're making yuk pudding."

I've been planning to spend my day with Keisha.

"Mama bought the ingredients?"

I'm nodding. I borrowed three hundred thousand from the mother I was going to use until I got paid. It used to be that kind of money I used to eat at a cafe for once and now I use it for a month.

"Tomorrow if grandma wants to wash dishes or clean the house can not be Kei, pity. Grandma is exhausted. Tell grandma to let Mama do it."

"When did Grandma wash Mah's dishes?"

"Kok when? Who does the dish every day if not the grandmother? Every Mama comes home from work clean and tidy as well who is in order if not grandma?" I continued while continuing to stir the pudding dough.

"It's not Ma's grandmother, it's Papa who's possessed."

I immediately stopped my activities.

"Capa ... ? Who is Kei?" I can't believe it. But Keisha nodded convincingly.

"Yes Ma .., that's papa who knows. Sometimes Keisha helps."

"Can't you?" I still can't believe it, given Mas Adji's condition.

"Keisha who lifts clothes, keeps papa who folds his clothes." Keisha told me proudly.

"Keep if you wash your plate sitting on a chair, this is ..." Keisha demonstrates how her papa washes dishes.

"Papa can not stand for long, so sit with this chair." He pointed to the chair he was sitting on.

I was so excited to hear Keisha's story. I think it was my mother who did all that.

"Pinter, Mama's son, can help you take care of the house."

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The state of the shop was not as crowded as the days before, so I was not so tired. On a prank break I opened an online shopping app on my phone. Not for shopping, but just looking at the latest model clothes. That makes me happy.

I used to be able to buy these clothes without thinking. But now I can only see it.

"Mbak Winda often buy clothes online?" ask Santi, the cashier who is now my co-worker.

"Sometimes, why?"

"Mbak Winda doesn't understand what these terms mean?" Shanti showed me a picture of the clothes from her phone.

"I've never bought clothes online mbak, so afraid not fit."

Shanti is a few years younger than me. She is a widow with one child. From his appearance he looks innocent and not neko-neko. He didn't even put a bit of make up on his face.

I explained the terms Shanti had asked and she looked astonished.

"Mbak Winda how can you know that much detail anyway? Do you often shop online?"

I'm just smiling. A long time ago, before my life turned in the opposite direction to now.

"Not shopping, just look around. If there's new money to buy."

"Mbak Willa doesn't want to be a reseller? It's good, besides being able to look around can also make money."

"Yes ... Isn't Missa smart about selling online?"

"Yes yes ... Why haven't I thought of it before?" muttered.

"It was also good for your idea Santi. Why don't I just try?"

Apparently the way Mas Adji spoiled me used to make my mind blunt to this point I just don't know. Making a reseller is also an opportunity to make money.

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Adji POVs

Linda decided to go back to work. I'm a man of self-respect, and this is embarrassing for me. As a husband, I should be the one working. And Winda just needs to be at home taking care of the children and the family.

I saw Winda coming home from Likha's house. I've been waiting for him to give money from Mas Arya. Actually I intend to sell my motorcycle, but Mas Arya instead loaned me money and my motorcycle as his guarantee.

I saw the face of Winda moody after Likha's house. I asked him to talk but he didn't listen to me.

"Win ... " I called him for the third time only then did he hear, even a little surprised.

"You heard me, right?" He nodded but I'm not sure.

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

Winda nodded again and this time his countenance changed. And once again, he asked how about the therapy I was undergoing.

I can only shake my head. I salute her desire to make me heal. Of course I really wanted to recover, but circumstances forced me to endure this pain even longer.

I've been embarrassed enough to be a man who is a burden to his wife, do I still have no feelings if I have to sacrifice others for my recovery?

I left Winda in the living room. I wanted to hide my face from her.

The next day, Keisha suddenly complained of pain. It has been taken to the doctor but up to two days the pain does not heal. I'm very worried, so is Vinda.

Eventually, Linda took him to the hospital. And how surprised I was when Winda told me that Keisha should be operated on immediately.

I feel so guilty. If I wasn't like this, if I still had money Keisha wouldn't have had to be handled too late like this.

I cry almost every day regretting what happened to me. I can't even accompany my son in the hospital.

I tried to contact Mas Arya to take me to the hospital, but she was busy. Mom did too, I told her that Keisha was sick, but she said she couldn't visit because she had to take care of Vino. I feel abandoned by my own family.

I called to tell her that Keisha had come home from the hospital. I wish mom would visit him.

But she asked me something else that I thought was painful. Mother actually asked for a monthly allowance for him when I was clearly not working and at this time I myself was in financial trouble. How could you get that hard on me?

I'm willing to give the money to Maya and Vino. Mom paid the entire cost of Maya's hospital when she gave birth to Vino first, paying for Maya and her husband's life because they were both unemployed, but not for me? What's the difference between me and Maya? We are both his children.

I understand now how Winda felt when she ignored Keisha and loved Vino more. That's how I feel now.

I can only cry.

Mom, your son is in trouble. Can't you understand me a little?

"Evening is ready. Do you want to eat in your room or at the dinner table?"

The sound of Vinda awakened me.

"On the dinner table Win, you guys go first. I'll join in."

I tried my best to make my voice sound normal. I immediately wiped my tears and washed my face so as not to look like I was crying. Then I went out of my room and had dinner with them.