
Sena's phone is ringing. "Mas Fajri's..." Sena Mumbles.
"Cause... What the hell are you?!" Suddenly Fajri sprayed it.
"What the hell is it? Just been lifted up on nyerocos?" Sena pursed her lips.
"Are you talking about the same thing as being colonized?" Ask Fajri. "Just want to be good again, you're not even talking." Said Fajri again.
"What the hell do you mean?" Sena doesn't understand.
"Dijah ngadu to Aunty said You mock the Holy. There you call Auntie. Auntie told you to call her." Fajri hung up on me.
Sena sighed. "Dijaaahh... Huuhh..."
Sena also took five hundred pennies. He rushed to the pay phone. He hit seven-digit numbers.
"Hello Aunt... It's Sena. What's up Auntie?" Ask Sena.
"Sena...you mean what is said in the Holy room while staying at Mother Fajri's house. Teach the Saints to eat at their own mother's house." His aunt Fajri serocos. Sena immediately put the phone handle on the phone box. He did not want to hear the ravings of Aunt Fajri who arbitrarily abused him and defended his lazy nephew.
Sena waited until the limit of his coin abis.
"Sena. Auntie hasn't finished talking." That rant sounded.
"Yes Aunt, Sena wants to tukerin money first." Sena said reason. Tut. tut's... Phone connection disconnected.
Sena reinserted the coin. He hit seven-digit numbers. Connected.
"Hello, Assalamu..." Sapa's there.
"Alaikumussalaam... Colored..." Answer Sena.
"Oh Sena's... What's up?" Ask Colored.
"Wedged... How can you say nyampein curhatan Gw to his Aunt Fajri?" Sena said in a disappointed tone.
Colored laughing... "Haha... Lah Lo herself had the heart to report on the talk of Gw to her mother Mas Alif." Word Colored.
"But I apologized to you the other day." Sena said disappointed.
"Yes that's it... Also why do you think. Anyway why also Lo still want to be with Fajri, Udah clearly Fajri is not responsible." Word Colored.
Sena sighed. "Yes too." Sena said slowly.
"Lagian Lo really feel at home has a rich braking in-laws that way. Just find another one, Sena... I feel sorry for you, Lo..." Said Seized again. "Who do you know from, Gw ngadu?" Ask Colored.
"Mas Fajri called Gw. Abis deh Gw diomelin's. I was told to call Auntie. Uh Gw diocehin too." Sena.
"Haha... It was Sena... Mending Lo just released. We are rich in Gw. So security guard." Word Colored.
"Lo nice someone brought it." Sena.
"Quiet down. Later if there is a vacancy, Gw kadarin Lo." Word Colored.
"So you're not vengeful anymore, Gw?" Ask Sena.
"Let's not.. Just the same one. Hehe..." Colored chuckling.
"Basic Lo. Yes already. You still have a simple phone number, right?" Ask Sena.
"still. I'll be sure." Word Colored.
They also ended their conversation. "Heeehhh... Just-there's. Yeah at least my aspirations have been conveyed." Sena smiled to herself.
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Sena still with her trading activities at home and help Mother sew.
Sena did not want to interfere anymore in the affairs of the house. Because all this time the edges of Sena who will be hit by the slap of Bang Tino and the anger of Mother.
Fajri has very rarely contacted Sena since the incident. It seems like he was disappointed in Sena.
If shopping for trading needs, Sena will bring Rizki. Heavy-weight Sena carries merchandise while carrying Rizki if she whines for a carry.
Though Mommy has often forbidden Sena to invite Rizki to shop, but Rizki does not want to be left behind. Sena no problem, Sena thought when else He took the streets of Rizki even if only to the market.
Vina is getting away from Sena. Vina also never bought milk for Rizki. Sena is no problem. He can still make money to buy Milk Rizki.
Only Nina still cares. But Nina's needs are also many. He had to pay his car installments, because Bang Tino was not right to pay a deposit on Nina.
As for Anto, he was still pioneering his efforts. He also built a house with his wife.
Sena won't give up. He still had hands and feet to try, without having to rely on the mercy of his brothers.
Sena's phone is ringing. "Mas Fajri's... What's up again?" But Sena still accepts it.
"Dec... You where?" Ask Fajri softly. Fajri's gonna fix Sena.
"I'm on my way home from shopping." Sena.
"Tok night shopping? I picked ya up. You're the same Rizki, right?" Ask Fajri.
"No need to. I'm going home." Sena said that she was lazy to meet Fajri.
"I miss my son." Fajri said half forcefully.
"But I'm near Mas' house. What the hell is it?" Ask Sena.
"I'd like to ask for a photo of my High School Certificate, you still keep it, right?" Ask Fajri.
"Still... But you still owe me, Mas. My phone from Nina, you brought no more. Nina's money until now you didn't pay." Sena said protest.
"Yes... Later if I work, I change." Fajri outsmarted Sena.
"Yes is Mas. Later if I'm home, I'll be ready." Sena.
"I'm not home. We'll meet in front of the compound." Fajri.
"Yes..." Sena.
"Bring Rizki ya." Fajri.
Sena turned off her phone. He stopped the angkot in front of the complex gate.
Sena's at home. He tidied up his wares and arranged them. Then he took a photo of Fajri's coffee.
"Bun... Sena's going out for a second. Titip Rizki's." Sena whispered to Mommy.
Sena does not want to take Rizki to meet Fajri. That would make Rizki even sicker from kangen.
Sena ran a little to make Rizki invisible. Sena went to Fajri.
"Where's Rizki? How not to take it?" Ask Fajri.
"Rizki's sleeping Mas." Sena reasoned.
"Sleep or don't you want to take her?" Search Fajri.
"Sleep Mas. Saucerity." Sena. "Where is the money to buy Rizki's milk. Or you'll just buy her milk now." Pinta Sena's.
"I don't have any money yet. This is I'm just about to apply for work." Fajri.
Sena sighed. Sena is just testing Fajri. And Sena did it. Fajri is very stingy with him and Rizki. He only thinks about himself.
"If you have anything, call me. If you still want to live with Me, My offer still stands. You get out of Mother's house and sell all your things." Fajri.
Sena just sneered. "Enak. I'm the one who bought all that stuff, you just tell me to sell."
Actually Sena's problem has piled up. But resting on Fajri did not solve the problem even added to the burden of his life. It's been almost six years since Sena was let down by Fajri.
Fajri is immature, he still attaches importance to his own pleasure.