Girl To Zain [Married a Widower]

Ak-aku In Sale

Earlier...

The two innocent eyes of the young girl looked up showing apparently after the sound of debate pierced the eardrum to interfere with her study time.

The ears of the girl sitting in the study chair were eavesdropping away stealing talk from both parents chattering in front of the house.

'Mother and mother again said what yes, how do you think again seriously continue to date really' murmured Aynina curious to take her out of the room.

"My debt is a lot of Taaa. I have the same debt that the Arab family lives next door to the city" the high-voiced Fulan squealed what he had just told Marta, but apparently there was a pair of eyes of her daughter watching them.

"He owes? You owe? There is no way the hymn" cried Aynina ran shut herself in the room not wanting to see or hear the debate of her parents again.

Fulan and his wife argued with great emotion and selfishness. The two of them were unwilling to accept the reason in the form of an answer that the two gave each other without caring about his pair of knowing daughters.

"What I owe is a conglomerate family of Arab origin. They are rich and their money is everywhere"

"How much do you owe, Mom?"

"2 Billion"

Martha was shocked and her heart ached with the thoughtless stupid confession of her husband. He always gets a surprise that always torments his mind.

Marta crouched down crying out for her disappointment to the husband who never gave her the slightest happiness. The man scratched his head which was not itchy.

"Astaghfirullah's. Mi-dream what I last night. sa-salah what a-me... this so-until.. pu-punya ka-kayak husband... you"

Sesal Marta's mother beat her chest and the hard floor on which her body rests sat up there. The increasingly thunderous cry seemed to tell the girl who was curled up with tears in her bedroom.

"Ta!. I'm sorry, I'm trying to pay my debt"

"Don't say much.work if your debt is paid off"

"You don't think I work?" fulan jolted from feeling humiliated. He felt angry because Marta did not heed the sincere words of her earlier. His wife was just crying and venting all the wrongs on him without wanting to see his efforts.

Marta's eyes looked at Fulan with a look of hate and emotion. Both of her hands were clenched firmly wanting to beat and make her husband not so that no man could add to his burden.

"If I'm not afraid of God, I've killed you"

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06:45

In the morning Marta prepared breakfast for her family, but the sanguine-eyed face was still attached to Marta's face. He had to stop crying so that his little son would not feel sad when he saw him in the morning.

"A quick-fed artist" Marta brought rice and side dishes for her son, who was sitting to his left. Marta's eyes looked at her son's seemingly unfeeling eyes with his face bent and his eyes wildly looking for someone.

"Where's Nina going, Mom?"

"Mba Nina has left early in the morning, he said at the school there was a welcoming event of the new principal so Mba Nina chose first" said Marta to feed her son who even though she did not look at him.

Artur did not believe the words of his mother because last night he had seen Nina put a house shirt in a bag. But Artur chose to keep silent not to tell than later Nina was angry with him.

Somewhere else...

Under the scorching morning sun that gives a warm atmosphere for a girl wearing a knee-length rose patterned dress. Home clothes that look beautiful to wear at his age make people who see know the truant behavior he did.

The girl lowered her head towards the butut flip-flops as footwear, accompanied by her eyes which glanced warily at the sellers who were staring one eye. They seem to dislike Aynina's existence.

Aynina has decided that she will work and stop going to school even though she is currently just waiting for her graduation exam.

"I'll try to help you with Mom. The debt is too much for you to carry alone. Nin's spirit" Nina was encouraging for herself. He did not care about the eyes of those who gave his intimidating gaze.

"Eh jeng, isn't that Marta's mother's son and Fulan's father?" say Mothers who know Aynina.

"Waiting for the exam, why skip the test? Ih amit-amit I hope my son doesn't like him"

"Eh yes jeng. Though Marta's mother banged bones to finance her son's school eh instead she likes to skip. Geez" said Mothers who once gave Marta a job.

The mothers who never knew what was really going on. They were just talking about what he had seen without even wanting to know why Nina was ditching.

They were still looking one eye at the girl who was stepping both feet towards a grocery store.

"Excuse me. Mum..." Nina tried to call with her head peeking inwards trying to make sure if there were any signs of life.

"Yes... for a moment" the shopkeeper woman came out in a very haste and was very enthusiastic about welcoming people who visited the store after a long time deserted buyers.

"What would you buy?"

"Work.anu... I just want to ask, is here open a job vacancy? I can transport goods, can serve buyers, can clean as well" Nina tried to show her skills to a middle-aged woman who was upset because it did not match her predictions.

The seller's mother let out a sigh of annoyance.

"Nothing"

"Mom I can do anything. I could clean up as much as I did whatever I told me" Nina held the shop owner's mother's hand as she wanted to go back inside.

"You can actually transport stuff?"

"Can" answered Nina not think long with minimal strength of her body. Actually Nina is also not sure about her body, especially she has not had breakfast.

Stupid time with him who hasn't had breakfast. He had to work and make money so that he could help the declining family economy. If he could he would also pay his debt to an Arab family.

Nina carried the 5-kilo rice over her small shoulder. His eyes tried to see the road as the rice sack almost blocked the view.

"Here and there.get in the car"

Nina put one of the sacks of rice into the trunk of the car that the mothers had told her to. He massaged his sore shoulder while waiting for the mother to open the wallet to give him a wage.

"It's for you. Thanks yeah"

Nina spread out the money that the mother gave her. His smile was painted happy to see the money pictured the president and vice president of the 90s.

"Let's make some more money, spirit"

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In the afternoon after Nina worked, she returned home. He had to go home with his friends who also came home from school so that his parents were not suspicious.

Home clothes patterned roses are now changed into a white-gray uniform. Nina massaged her shoulder that was hurting from lifting weights.

His tired-looking face he brought into the house showed his parents sitting in the living room while having a serious discussion.

"Mother, Father, Nina came home" Nina took off her boots and put them between the shoes on the shelf.

"Nin here to sit first" Mr. Fulan led Nina to sit with them. "Nin, you have a debt to an Arab family. We want to send you to be their domestic assistant to pay off the father's debt, how?"

"Say they had many unmarried children, Nin. Your chance to get their attention"

Nina was silent for a moment.

"I mean, I'm for sale?"

To be continued