I Give My Husband to the Perakor

How Can They Be Compact?

My mother's words made me want to put an end to this lie. Mom stepped out of the house and into the fence. I let out a huffed breath.

‘’Sabar, New. This is not the right time for you to talk to Mama,’’ lirihku reminded myself.

I stepped outside. My eyes fell back on the mother-in-law who was riding in a taxi and disappeared instantly from my sight. I hurried over and locked the fence back. I don't want that traitor guy to set foot here again.

‘’Eh, Mama Naisya? Are you healthy?’’

I'm looking for the source of his voice. Uh, it turns out that Aira's mom is next to my house. He looks like he's sweeping the yard. Maybe he knew from some of the posts of my fans who mendo’akan me during the accident. Yes, even though she is not young anymore, but the woman is good at playing social media. I know who Aira is. He is so kind, friendly, and likes to play social media to entertain himself.

‘’Alhamdulillah, pretty improved, Mom. Mom when to come home from Bandung?’’

Aira rarely comes home. He was always in Bandung where his children were. I only go home once in three years. Sometimes he went home and cleaned his yard. Maybe it was because she was the only one living here, so her children were hesitant to leave her alone in the village. Her husband died ten years ago. He was so kind and loyal to Aira, but unfortunately the good was quickly picked up by God.

‘’Lat's New shabu, Mama Naisya. I am here at most just two days.’’

‘’Two days? Why, Bu?’’

‘’Ngot allowed long time in the same village of children. Partly I am here just cleaning the house,’’ said with a smile.

‘’Iya, Mom. If Mom is near them, they are not anxious anymore.’’ The middle-aged woman seemed to be nodding and her hands were still busy sweeping the courtyard of her house.

‘’I went inside first yes, Bu.’’

The woman replied with a nod and then smiled kindly. I rushed back home. Ah yes, these files I've been holding since. I rushed into the workroom. When I opened the door, I was shocked.

‘’Astaghfirullah? Why is my work space so messy?’’ All the books, important sheets of paper, and the contents of this room were as messy as a broken ship. Did Naisya do all this?

‘’Bi, Aunty!’’

‘’Ah, yes—Astaghfirullah, why such a mess, Bu?’’

‘’That's what I want to ask, Bi. Is Naisya the one who took all of this?’’ I looked at Aunt Sum who was standing in the doorway.

‘’No way, Mom. She was playing in her playroom.’’

‘’Ah Yes, Aunt just remembered. The father who entered here, Bu.’’ Makes me round my eyes.

‘’What? So this is all because of that guy!’’

‘’Why Aunty doesn't block it?’’ annoyed then.

‘’Aduh, if that's about Auntie don't dare, Mom. I know myself how the Father,’’ he said who scratched his head. I breathed out violently. What is he looking for in my office? What else will he plan?

‘’Ya, Bi. Help me clean this up. I want to rest first in the room,’’ my door instantly. Aunty nodded and rushed into my study.

‘’Udah, Mom. But earlier he was fussy and asked his Papa,’’ he said who turned his head for a moment and refocused on compiling messy books.

It made my heart slice to hear aunt Sum's words. If only the man hadn't come here, maybe my son wouldn't have.

‘’Lalu Aunty answer what?’’

‘’Bibi say if you go to the office again because there is a lot of office work to do,’’ he said later.

‘’How would I have gotten a divorce with her Papa? I don't know what my son is usually so close to his father. Yes Allah.’’

The night, as I promised. After Naisya fell asleep, I slowly stepped into my work space to check the files and choose who will be the security in my house. I immediately shook my head in the chair and grabbed some files. I read and checked it carefully. I also look at the photos, sometimes from the photos we can judge a person by the look on his face.

‘’Well, this is like a good man. He also has experience in working as a security officer and is unmarried. Let her focus more on working,’’ my mum looked at the file on behalf of that ‘’Andika’’. However, instantly my flat object rang. I rushed to check it on the green app. Any message from the new number? Wh who? I read the messages one by one.

‘’Assalamua’alaikum, Ms. Nelda. I'm Andika. Ma’af previously interfered with Mom's time. I want to inform you, if I do not apply to be a security at Mother's house. I can't, ma’af really yes, Bu.’’

Andika's? Wh why? I just picked him up for security at my house and I was just about to call his number on file, telling him he could work at my place. Why would he resign like this? What's the matter? Next I opened another message.

‘’Goodnight, Mba. Ma’af this is I Yono who delivered the file this morning. Previously, ma’af really, Mba. I did not apply on the spot, Mba.’’

‘’Night, Mom. I'm Danang who applied for a job this morning. Ma’af earlier, I think not so applying for security at the home of Mother.’’

Athaghfirullah! Why is everyone resigning? What's the matter? Why are they so compact? I nodded slowly, which began to hurt. But wait, did they all resign? I hurried to liken the names on the file to the names of the people who sent me the messages. Hah, only a man named Dodo who does not resign? I sighed heavily and rushed to check the file on behalf of that ‘’Dodo’’.

I opened a chat with him.

‘’Assalamua’alaikum, Mom. Introduce me Dodo, I got my friend's Mother's number. She said there's a job opening, right? I need a lot of work as long as it is halal. Moreover, security, I have experience and have been a security in the artist's private home. Ma’af is not me arrogant or how, I just said the truth, Mom. Oh yeah, so when can I deliver the files, Mom? I hope that later can be selected as security at home Mother.’’

Ah yes, how about Dodo just be my personal home security? Moreover, he also needs a job and also said he had been a security at the artist's house. He must be very experienced. Without thinking any more, I hurriedly typed the message in the green app.

‘’Assalamua’alaikum, Dodo. Ma’af earlier I interrupted your rest time. I'd like to tell you, if you're accepted to work at my house. Tomorrow if you can, you can work directly yes.’’

I rushed to send a new number claiming to be called the Dodo. Looks check two black colors, the sign has not been read by it. Maybe he's busy or sleeping. I put the flat thing back on the table.

‘’Wait, but why? I feel weird. At first they said they needed a job vacancy, even resigned. Why is this so? They can compact?’’

Seriate.

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