FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Working Part Time

Starting today Zain was suspended by the school, for the next three days.

I don't know what the boy will do during his suspension.

“Zain, I hope you can reflect on your every mistake, as long as you are suspended, I hope you can also learn well, soon you enter the third grade. You have become a husband, you should be responsible for my life, but look now, you are responsible for yourself just can't.“ I said as we were having breakfast on Zain's first day in suspension.

“I yes Kakan“ he replied while shaking, this child, why him? He can hit his friends at school bravely, but why in front of me he always shakes.

“Zain, should we just split up??” I asked spontaneously, I don't know, I suddenly felt like I didn't want my life to be ruined again, decided to accept a marriage that I never imagined, he said, moreover, being with a boy that I can't count on is a very difficult thing for me.

“Don't Brother, I don't want to,“ he replied while delaying his tablespoon.

“Sister, I promise, from now on I will never make a mistake again, from now on I will be nice, I will be a good husband, I will be a good husband, for a good Brother and Dad for our children“ please give me a hand, which makes me a little chuckle, what was he talking about?? A good father said, hhhhuuuhhhh .. haaaahhhhh .. I'm sure my son would be embarrassed if he knew I had a Dad who likes to fight at school.

“Zain, I don't know what I've done this is right or not, but for sure I won't be strong if you still keep being childish, I'm just a regular human Zain“ again I bring up every ounce - my grandfather.

“Kakak, I beg“ once again his face wails.

“Yes, you remember yes Zain, do not repeat the same mistake again“ again I relented, as a person who is older than him, I should be able to be wiser, he said, maybe I should give Zain a chance to improve himself.

“Thank you Brother, Brother today I want to go to Mamah's house, can you??” ask her with her eyebrows up and down.

“Yes, may it be better for you Zain, you can reflect on every mistake you make, in your own home.” I answered while continuing to chew breakfast bread this morning.

“Iya Brother,“ he replied while looking down, I know there is a great regret in his eyes.

“I anterin you to home Mamah“ continued me again.

“No, no Big Brother, I can go alone“.

“Why??” many wonder.

“I don't want to keep taking notes from Yas,“ he replied with a cute smile.

“Oh yes already,“ hah .. know yourself also him.

“I go to work first yes Zain, you if you want to leave the door lock, do not forget you know“ I stand from the chair and step foot towards the main door.

“Iya Brother, Brother wait!“ he screamed as he approached me.

“What else?? Request pocket money??” ask me while reaching for the wallet that is in the bag that I am tenteng.

“Ish .. not Brother, salim first, Brother will go“ he replied while thrusting his hand.

I shook my head, while thrusting my hand, she grabbed my hand and “Muach .. hhheee”.

”Is ... Zain ..” I wiped the back of my hand that Zain kissed.

“Sister, don't delete, later Brother misses me!“ the screams, which I did not respond to.

I entered my car, before I drove it, I turned to look at Zain, who was watching me, while the drug, O Allah .. until when this activity will end, why everything is turned upside down. Maybe because I often watch TV series with the title “World Flipped”, now I also feel, how does it feel to be a female actor in the series.

Zain POV's

“Hallo Zain, where are you??” the sound of my best friend Budi's voice is the same - same suspended call.

“You, so don't go to my dad's caffe, to get to work??” tanyakanya.

“Yes, so really, I went there“ I said while taking my jacket and hat, then out of the house, and locked it from the outside.

“Yes, spiel yes, I wait“

“Iya, bring very sih“ I closed my phone connection,

After I got punished from school, for the next three days, I decided to find a part-time job, I wanted to be a responsible man, especially now that I have become a husband.

I was offered to work at a cafe owned by Budi's father, my friend. I work as a part-time employee, who will work from four in the afternoon, to ten in the evening. After my pocket money was stopped by Papah and Mamah, I was forced to rely on Yas's brother. And it all makes me uncomfortable, I have to work alone, in order to earn my own income. But for a while I had to hide my activities on this one, to my family and also my wife.

“Zain, from now on I accept working here, your work is temporarily behind“ Manager caffe explained to me.

“After?? Mean cook?? I can't cook sir,“ I'm confused.

“Not Zain,“ Manager seemed to shake his head.

“Then what sir??” many wonder.

“Nyuci plat“ answer is flat.

“What???” I was shocked, how have I ever done things like that?.

“Iya, why? You mind?” asked the Manager to frown his forehead.

“Ti no sir, well I will accept this job,“ I replied finally.

“Okay, please you go towards the kitchen, there you can start work“ manager command me, I directly obey him, and go towards the kitchen, leave the manager room.

Upon arriving in the kitchen, my eyes widened, I saw a pile of dirty dishes, glasses, and spoons lined up on the sink,

“Zain's spirit, you can definitely, for Yas's sake,“

After a few hours struggling with the endless dirty dishes, I turned to the clock on the wall, the time showed at eight o'clock in the night, I had to immediately contact Yas's sister, afraid she was worried. I reached into my phone from my pants pocket, then looked for Kak Yas's contact, and immediately pressed the Call button.

“Hallo, Assalamu’alaikum, Yas brother, Zain is still at Mamah's house, later Zain will go home a little night yaa” my permission after the phone is lifted.

“.............”

“Iya kak, Zain will be careful, yes Kak, see you later at home yes, already yes sis, Assalamu’alaikum“ I hung up, without hearing a phone answer from Kak Yas, already yes, because I saw the manager approaching me.

“Zain, you work really yes, do not much nelpon“ reprimand him with a cynical tone.

“Iya, well pak“ replied me while looking down.

Ah ... So this is what it feels like to work, to make money?? It was hard too, right??Mamah, Papah, sorry Zain who has always taken Papah's work lightly and always squandered - scattering the money you give in vain.

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