Husband Backup

Bad thinking

I waited thirty minutes for Mami Gia in front of her room, but never came. Tumben he's late. Usually on time.

"Le, why are you there? Wait for Mami Gia, right?" reproof Rean.

"Yes. There's something I want to take to him."

"Alah, most ask for a salary or leave," said Luthfi.

I don't know why that one creature likes my tangitin. I don't know what's wrong with him. Damn, what he said was true. I did ask for leave to accompany Nazneen to Jakarta.

"Le, what's in my room?"

Mami Gia, the person I was waiting for has finally arrived. "Something I want to say."

"Yes, you came in."

After entering Mami Gia's room, I was told to sit in her study chair. More and more hesitant. I am not asking for a vacation right now.

"You got a problem? Tell me, who knows if I can help."

"Gini, I'd like to take a leave of absence. Want to nemenin wife to Jakarta the day after tomorrow. I know many more offices are on leave. If not, that's okay."

"Who can't say? Yes may. Moreover, you from the beginning of work have not asked for leave."

My face shone hearing it. "Seriously, can you?"

"hey are. Prank time doang? But on one condition, all your edits and employee edits again leave must be run before you leave."

"Well, thank you very much, Mi. I promise before I go to Jakarta everything is done. Starting tonight and tomorrow I'm overtime."

***

The hour hand has shown at 22:00. I'm still staying in the office. Stock edits to air in the next five days are still many. Especially the other editor on marriage leave. Wouldn't want the editing task to be delegated to me.

I am amazed that there are so many people on marriage leave. Is it the wedding season? Is marriage good in their eyes? Marriage is the beginning of the breakup.

Ting!

I heard a message notification coming to my smart phone. I removed my hand from the computer mouse. Then switch to grabbing the thing that was sounding. It turns out that WA message from Nazneen.

You didn't come home today?

I wanted to stay at the office, but I didn't. Kasian Nazneen is home alone. This afternoon I made him upset. If I don't go home, he's getting pissed at me. I think pleasing a wife is much more reward than overtime. Anyway, the edit can be done tomorrow.

I'm retaliating for WA Nazneen.

Yes, I went home again.

I was in a hurry to save the video I had edited. After that, I turned off the computer. Beres. Time to get ready to go home. When I turned back I was surprised Rean was standing straight in front of me. I think all of Mami Gia's employees are home.

“Eh, lo Re. Ngangetin. Why are you here? Tumben not home yet?”

“Gue again thinks of a concept for filming tomorrow. Do you want to go home?”

“Yoi.”

“Emang the editing task of Luthfi has been done?”

“Not yet, it can only be continued tomorrow. I've been waiting for you at home.”

“Ciyeee .. who already has bini. Good dong coming home from work is waiting. Lah, me? The one waiting for me to go home the most pillow bolsters.”

“Makanya hunting marriage let fumigating beautiful awaited bini back home from work. Hahaha.” I threw a soft laugh at Rean.

He's shrugging his shoulders. “Sialan. I also got married.”

“Yes, I go home first. Happy overtime. Be careful, beware again Mbak Kun who is in this office will appear to want to know you. Hihihi.”

I tried to tease Rean by scaring him. Rean was most anti or afraid of everything about soft creatures. It is said that he was kidnapped Wewe Gombel. Since then he has been traumatized by all mysticism.

“Oi, Ale shucks. Don't want me to. Horror is alone in the office. Yes, I went home with you.”

***

Shit!

Motorcycle strike. Where's the strike in the deserted alley anyway. I'm trying to drag the bike, who knows around here there's still a workshop open. After walking for about five more minutes, I did not find any signs of the existence of the workshop. Immediately regretted going down this road. His intention to quickly reach home, even apes. Time to go home on foot?

My eyes caught the figure of a woman being bullied by two large-bodied thugs, gondrongs and tattoos. I want to help that woman. However, approaching him alone is tantamount to taking a life. I couldn't even defend myself at all. I turned around and tried to get help. It just so happened to cross paths with a young man.

“Mas, please help me dong. At the end there is another girl bullied by two thugs,” I said begging for help.

“Allah, it was Jono and Joni the most. The villagers here no one dared to be like them. They are famous begis. Do not hesitate to slit the throat of people who dare to disturb him,” replied the young man. Then he passed.

Oh my God, what village is this? Time all citizens no one dare the same two thugs? How do I keep going?

Pacing around to make sense. I remember on my smart phone there was a police siren ringtone. Shining face. There's finally a way to save the girl. Why didn't you think about it earlier? Hurry me to where the girl is being bullied.

Ngiungg...

“Bro, price. There's a cop coming. Let's get away.”

They both ran away in a mess. I laughed in my heart. He said the thug was notoriously violent, so he heard the sound of police sirens being scared. Ah, nevermind. I continued to approach the girl who was bullied earlier. How surprised I was to find Gia.

“Loh, Mami Gia really can be here?”

She instead of answering my question hugged me tightly while crying on my chest. “Le, thank you so much for me. I don't know what it would be like if there wasn't you.”

There was a strange feeling that infiltrated my heart when I was hugged by Mami Gia. Warm feeling.

Suddenly ...

Bruk!

Mami Gia fainted. As fast as lightning I carried him and put him in the car not far from where we were standing. Fortunately this car did not break down so it can quickly go from here. About my bike, let me take it tomorrow.

***

Tinnn!

I honked the car horn when I arrived in front of Mami Gia's house. Tergopoh-gopoh Bi Desi – ART Mami Gia opened the gate. After the car entered the yard, I got off carrying it.

“Loh, Non Gia why?”

“Long story, Bi. Now please close the car door Mami Gia yes.”

I tricked into Mami Gia's house. In the living room there is a long sofa. I put Mami Gia's body on the couch. Not long after that, Bi Desi came in.

“Loh, why not all delivered to the room?”

“I'm afraid of girls' room. Fear there is a demon through tempting my faith, then something unwanted happened,” I replied with a smile.

“Den, how does Non Gia get knocked out?”

“So through a quiet alley, uh you meet Mami Gia is being bullied by two thugs. I also don't know how Gia's story can be in a place like that. After the thugs left, Mami Gia tau-tau fainted in my arms.”

“Oh, so the story.”

“Connected Gia is safe in this house, I want to excuse you to go home first. Already awaited my wife.”

“Good, Mas. Thanks for helping Non Gia.”

“Same-sama, Bi. As a human being, you have to help. Moreover, Mami Gia is my boss.”

When I left, my hand was held by someone. “Le, please don't go. I'm afraid the two thugs follow us and he comes here to hurt me,” said Mami Gia with a hearty look like a child afraid of being left behind by his parents.

Seeing that glare, I couldn't bear to leave him. Huft, forced to stay overnight until Mami Gia's condition calms down. I took the smart phone out of the pants pocket. Wanted to send WA message to Nazneen.

Sorry, Naz I'm not going home. Mami Gia suddenly asked me for an edit to air tomorrow. I don't want to have to be late until morning.

I had to lie. To be honest, Nazneen would be even more furious.

***

At 02.30

I'm out of the toilet. Not intentionally looking at family photos. Mami Gia in the middle. It seems on both sides he was his parents. But where are they going? Didn't look like that? Is it in the village or abroad?"

"Mas Ale, here's the tea let's go."

Aunt put tea on the dinner table. I sat at the table and sipped my tea.

"Well, thanks. Auntie hasn't slept?"

"I finished praying tahajud."

"Isn't you sleepy yet? If not, I'm asking you something."

Aunt's forehead is wrinkled. "What's it, Mom?"

"So accidentally saw the family photo of Mami Gia. Where's Mami Gia's parents? Daritadi doesn't look like it."

The expression on Aunt's face turned moody.

"They were accidents when Non Gia was 17 years old. At the age of 23, he married an older man for the rest of his father. Uh, even KDRT."

Feelings of guilt for asking sensitive and compassionate questions about Mami Gia. However, I myself could do nothing. "I'm sorry it hurts."

"It's okay, Mom. Any more questions?"

"Nothing is."

"If there's no more, go to the room."

After Bibi left for the room, my eyes became so heavy. In a matter of seconds have wandered in the dream with a sitting position to lay hands on the dining table.