Just a Nanny

Being the Fourth Wife

Dika walked gontai towards his house, after returning the key that had been borrowed by a young man, owned by Mr. RT.

The teenager who had only heard a glimpse of the story from the brother that the old house of the mother was on fire, now really became sad after seeing for himself the state of the former stall that experienced a fire.

There was only black debris lying on the ground three by three meters, where the shop had stood.

"Sir, is it all right?" julia asked her sister when she saw Dika coming. The sister's face looked so lethargic.

"Already, Ma'am," replied Dika in a soft voice.

"What's wrong with you, brother? Must be sad, huh, after seeing our former stall?" guess Julia while leading the sister to sit in the family room is not too broad.

In the room there is only one set of foam chairs whose color has been worn out by age, as well as a small floor mattress that is held in front of the television.

There, there is Asa who is busy watching her favorite cartoons.

Dika nodded weakly. "Yes, Ma'am, because my mother saved money to pay for the study tour Dika in the stall," replied Dika with a sad face.

Julia closed her eyes, the girl let out a heavy sigh. "There's no money, you don't be sad, yes," comforted Julia, encouraging her sister.

"What's right, Ma'am? It's expensive, Ma'am?" ask the only brother, can't believe.

Dika looked at the brother to convince him, whether his brother's words were right or just to encourage him.

"Yes, it's payday, really," Julia replied, reassuring. Although actually the money will be used to pay for the semester and graduation later, but for the sake of the sister Julia willing if she had to extend her leave.

"Oh yes, Ma'am. Mas-mas who gave a lot of money, the same Dika," said the teenager who has now returned cheerful. Dika took out the red sheet money from his pants pocket.

"You accept, Brother?" Julia looked at her sister. "We're just nolongin, brother. You shouldn't have to accept it, brother!"

"It was maksa, ma'am. Dika had refused, but the same money was entered into the pocket of Dika. I don't know, how many?" reply the clean-skinned teenager, defend themselves.

It is true that he refused. However, the good young man they had helped, forced to give wages to Dika.

Dika then calculated the red sheet of money. "One million, Ma'am!" exclaim Dika, girang.

"Alhamdulillah, Mother. This can be for pocket money Dika study tour later," he continued with sparkling eyes.

Seeing the sister so happy, Julia nodded. He did not want to ruin the happiness of his only sister by continuing to blame Dika for receiving wages from the people he helped.

'The important thing is that Dika really did not ask for it, ' Julia's inner self.

"Yes, already. You just keep the money, first. Tomorrow before leaving school, I love you to pay for the study tour" Julia told me.

Dika immediately moved and rushed to his narrow room, to save the money given by the stranger.

The sound of Julia's door being knocked.

"Sir, if it's done right here, accompany Asa," asked Julia by hardening a little voice, so that the sister heard.

"Mbak wants to go out first, it looks like there's a guest," continued Julia, once the sister has returned.

Dika nodded and then sat on the floor mattress, accompanying Asa who was directly sticky to him.

Julia rushed out to open the door.

"Sir RT? What's up, sir?" julia asked with a frown, after seeing who had come.

"Son Juli, can we talk to you for a second?" pinta is the male who is the head of RT in his village.

"There is something that Mr. Tamin wants to talk about" continued Mr. RT while pointing to a man who is quite old, next to him.

"Oh, yes. Please come in, sir." Julia immediately led her two guests and invited her to sit in the living room.

"Wait a minute, sir. July make warm tea first," said Julia as she moved.

"No need, son July. Mr. Tamin hastily, really," refused Mr. RT, reasoned.

Julia smiled and then sat back in her place.

"Sorry, Father who, huh? It seems, July is the first time this sees," asked Julia while pointing at the man who came with Mr. RT, politely.

"He's the richest man in the village next door, Nak Juli. The rented house is many, the land is wide, has shophouses in several places, and one of the car rental owners who are selling," replied Mr. RT, representing Mr. Tamin.

The thick-moustached man who had been staring at Julia with a hungry look nodded his head, he looked so proud of the amount of wealth he had.

"But, his wife is also a lot, Nak Juli," continued Mr. RT while chuckling, followed by the fat man.

"Now also three," replied Mr. Tamin still with his laugh.

Julia smiled wryly, the girl's feelings had suddenly become unpleasant. "I'm sorry, so what did you two come here for, huh?" urge Julia who does not want to linger chatting with men who have perverted looks like Mr. Tamin.

"So, son of July." Mr. RT represents, opens the vote.

"In the past, when your late father was sick and had to be operated on, your late mother borrowed some money from Mr. Tamin. All this time the late have been insinuating it every month, but have not paid off until now," explained Mr. RT while looking at Julia with concern.

The girl whose eyes seemed to be sunken due to the lack of sleep for a few days and mostly cried, fell silent. He lowered his head, staring at the floor of his cement-plaster house and was already cracking here and there.

A second later, the girl raised her face looking at Mr. Tamin and Mr. RT alternately.

"How short is it, sir?" asked Julia by holding tightness in the chest, knowing the fact that all this time it turned out that the mother hid the heavy burden she was carrying herself.

"First, your late mother borrowed forty million rupiah, son July. Every month, the house can only pay five hundred thousand and that is only to pay the interest," replied Mr. RT carefully.

The middle-aged man did not have the heart to say that, but his old friend urged, asking for company to meet with Julia.

"That means, my mother's loan is still forty million whole?" ask Julia, don't believe it.

Mr. RT nodded, confirming.

Julia fell silent again, the girl glazed over. Not lost the sorrow in his heart because of the sudden departure of the mother, the sorrow again visited Julia with the news of the burning stalls of the mother's relics. Now, when Julia was just about to set her heart, sorrow returned to greet her.

It was like the girl was screaming and protesting the fate that befell her, but to whom? All he could do was accept and enjoy all the pain alone.

Julia bit her lower lip firmly, holding her cry from breaking. He enjoyed the sorrow that seemed so happy to reach his heart. Grief, pain, made Julia close her eyes.

"July to Juli." Pak Tamin's baritone voice made Julia realize that at this time she was not dreaming, the suffering was real and she really felt.

"July, don't worry, I will assume the debt is paid off if Dik Juli wants to be my fourth wife" said Mr. Tamin with a big smile, showing a row of teeth that are yellow because they are rarely cleaned.

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