It turns out, "I'm (Not) the Only One"

Bima Sacrifice

Bima through his day was so heavy, but he tried to enjoy it. He already has a wife, but he does everything himself. Luckily, Dirman's wife often left food at home if her son was not fussy, he would take the time to cook.

As for Renata, he was getting busy with himself. Especially with his large stomach, he always reasoned if he could not do any work because of his stomach.

Her gestational age has stepped on nine months, based on her HPL, three more weeks will give birth.

"Said the mothers here, if the old pregnant must often go for a walk, so that later the birth will be smooth" said Bima who was in the kitchen washing dirty dishes, he said, he felt bad if he had to charge all the work to Dirman's wife. Moreover, he could not pay much on the woman, he could only pay three hundred thousand per month for Dirman's wife, because in addition to paying his wife, Bima also had to pay a salary for Dirman.

Moreover, because Dirman more and more work, Bima also had to think about more salary for the man.

After seven months in his new residence, Bima was finally able to buy another piece of land, although not large but enough to increase his income.

In addition to growing vegetables, Bima also began to grow fruits because the price tends to be more stable.

Renata who was sitting in the TV room instead looked annoyed at Bima,

"You want me to get tired. You know that pregnant people should not walk, sit. Don't follow the advice of those hicks."

"If the advice is good, why not listen!?" Bima still does not want to give up, however he wants the best for his son, "Doctors will also suggest the same thing."

"Ribet." Renata remained with her stubborn style, "Oh yes, don't forget the day after tomorrow between me check. Don't forget, the car was washed first. I don't want to ride in a dirty car and smell like vegetables. I'm gonna puke!?"

Bima just shook his head, though,

Finally he finished his work. He approached Renata and watched a television show,

"Pijitin dong my feet, ache nih."

Renata tampa pardon immediately put both feet on the lap of Bima, even though his body was so tired because all day he was in the field, he was in the field, but there was no other choice but to obey Renata's request than to listen to Renata's Omelette.

Bima is still a man, it feels like she wants to do her right as a husband, but Renata always rejects her.

Ever since Bima fell into poverty, Renata seemed to deliberately avoid Bima. He never wanted to have a husband and wife relationship with Bima, even until now they still sleep separately.

"Don't look at me like that!" hardik Renata when he realized the current Bima was staring at him.

Astaghfirullah azim thing ..., said Bima in his heart. Although he is still a normal man, especially now Renata wears a negligee that is so short.

"Sorry! I slept first, didn't I?"

"His son, this is still not the left one."

Finally there was no other choice but to comply with Renata's request. Until his eyes are patio like in glue but Renata still hasn't made him rest,

"Oh yeah, I have to go to the market early tomorrow."

"It's still sore Bim, you don't want to be good. I'm pregnant with me, it's just a turn to ask for a foot massage just don't want!?"

"Alright, alright!" Bima better obey Renata's request than to have to listen to the woman's nagging.

"Uahhhhh, sleepy!?" muttered Renata, and it was twelve o'clock in the evening, finally the woman was sleepy as well, "Your massage is really awkward, not hard at all. Mending me to sleep!"

Renata lowered her legs and she started walking to her room holding her waist with her big belly.

Bima can only shake his head, but in two hours he has to prepare for the market, but at this hour he is still not asleep.

Bima also did not want to waste time by moving places, he immediately laid his body on the small sofa, so that he could see the clock at any time because in his room there was no wall clock.

Sure enough, the feeling had just closed its eyes. He's heard his door knock, it's Dirman.

Already two months, Dirman also come to the market because of the more vegetables that Bima must bring, Dirman will help him lower the vegetables envy when he arrived at the market.

"Yes!?"

Bima quickly walked although it seemed that he was still staggering and occasionally his feet hit the sofa and table because his eyes had not really opened, he said, he opened the door and Dirman was standing at the door,

"It's three o'clock more mas, will the bad luck Lo mas!?"

"Yes, wait a minute, I'll get a jacket and wash my face."

"Yes mas!"

Bima went back into the house, he went into the bathroom to wash his face a little fresher then he continued into the room to pick up his jacket and small bag that he always carried everywhere.

"Come on Man!" invite him after locking the door back home, even though he has washed his face, still it feels like his eyes are still so heavy.

"Man, can you drive?"

"What's wrong?"

"It could be, but it doesn't have a SIM!"

"You drive, yes, my eyes still feel very heavy."

"Is that so, my mom?"

"Yes, it'll be right to go home so I'm the one who lost fear of the police."

"The police are busy mengurusin Sambo mas, did not have time to disappear."

"There are you, man! Yes, it's the key, I'm going to sleep in the car again."

Finally Dirman who drove his car and sure enough, if Bima back to sleep soundly.

"Pity of Bima, he became thin like this. It seems like she's sleep deprived!" muttered Dirman while occasionally observing Bima's deep face,

Until arriving at the market, the car also said parking in an ordinary place. Bima was still asleep, Dirman felt unbearable to wake the man up,

"Let it go, I'll go down everything!"

Dirman slowly got out of the car, he opened the back door and began to take down one by one the vegetables they were carrying. Now all the back benches have been lowered in replaced with piles of vegetables. Sometimes the front is still used to carry vegetables because the back does not fit.

Until Dirman finished lowering all, then Bima woke up because she heard the sound of dawn.

"Have arrived!?" he muttered and did not find Dirman beside him.

Finally, Bima also decided to go down, it looks like the dirman is busy serving the buyers, and,

"Man, why wasn't I awake?"

"Mas Bima is very sound, so do not have the heart to wake up!?"

"Yes, you went to Mushola first, let me continue!" pinta Bima who feels bad with Dirman.

"Not pa pa mas, stay a little bit too. We go to the mosque together."

Because joining the musola became a habit, making Bima to know his God. He became diligent to go to the mosque, even now his prayer is also not broad, he began to learn the material of prayer from the prayer guide book he bought in this market as well.

He also began to learn to teach, although from zero but it seems he was so excited, every after the magrib prayer, he joined with other fathers who were far above him to learn to teach with ustad who deliberately brought to the village to teach the villagers who could not teach.

Ustad was even much younger than her, her age was roughly the same age as Beautiful.

"Finally it's finished too" said Dirman while packing the vegetable packs in the house.

"Yes, let it go. Better get to mushola."

"Good mas!"

They rushed to the mosque in the market.

The sun was rising and they were already on their way home,

"Lumayan yes mas, if you think gini continues." said Dirman who now alternately sits beside the steering wheel.

"Alhamdulillah Man."

"It looks like Mending mas Bima just change the car, mas!"

"meaning?"

"Kan darling if the car is this good for transporting vegetables, mending find a pick up car aja mas, the place is wider. So load a lot, also not dear like gini. If I think this is dirty."

"You're right too, huh!? Pick up cars are definitely cheaper than this!"

Bima can already imagine if later the rest of the car sales after buying a pick up, he can use for the cost of giving birth to Renata. Moreover, Renata has said that if you want to move with Caesar alone, it would need more money.

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