Kapok Became an Actor

Chapter 12 Mira is sick or pregnant

The clock is 18:30 wib. Time for Mas Lengga to go home. I want to immediately spill my anger on him. It feels like this self is impatient to want to curse, grab and scratch it. This heart feels so grim. 

"Mas! You are too late, yes! Thank you for the money I owe from Sinta, your ex-wife! Tell me you want to see him, right?!" I nodded when I saw him at the door. Geez I can't even wait for him to go inside first. His tired face after coming home from work was clear. But, I myself do not know why it would be like to chew him.

"It's wrong of me to be your man! Yes you think I ng*p**t! I don't bring money, you manyun! I brought you some money, get angry!" 

Hah ... elo, me? This is the first time I've heard him say something rude. 

"Yes, but you don't have to pay! Same with Sinta again!" my reply followed his language. 

"Lo doesn't want to sleep on the floor without a mattress! You want to have this got that! I'm not asking you to pay my debt! I'll pay for it myself!"

"Why did you tell me to quit my job? What kind of work do you do?" 

"Office satpam!" the answer then went to the room. I've decided tomorrow I'll start back at work. 'Cirain can work in an office, just a security guard!" We finally passed by without a word tonight. 

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Since that day, Mas Lengga and I have been arguing a lot. I'm back to work too. Even though it's still in the same position. Gajih Mas Lengga is not enough for both, salary of three million per month, which is enough to buy other needs, my face has also begun to dull, due to the salary of Mas Lengga who is no longer able to buy me secincare. Whether my husband was embarrassed or not, he worked as a security guard near his former office what no shame in being laughed at by his ex-wife. If I think after marrying her my life became like this, I better first accept Heru's proposal. Now it's inversely proportional, the person I once rejected and hung his love is now living a good life. Regret always comes at the end of the story. But, to be honest if Mas Lengga has money, my love arises.

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"Mas I don't like working deh, not feeling dizzy, was the one who had said the same Mr. David permission," I told Mas Lengga who was neat with his security uniform this morning.

"Yes, just rest. Let me just work" he said casually and lovingly. Somehow, hearing him say that, my emotions came back up.

"You are working! Enough to eat the same doang pay the house? That's less too!" chirped irritated.

"Make it, so the woman is grateful! Don't kufr! That Allah may have extra sustenance! Prayers ask God, doain husband," he said in a low tone, but sounded a little cynical. If it's like this I lose the debate. During this time Mas Lengga was quite patient to face my irritable attitude. Almost all the housework, I ignored it since returning to work.

"Yes, I'm leaving first" he said.

I no longer answer, the laughter feels lazy, fighting every day feels tired, all the drivers are nothing else. But, the economic problems are starting to suffocate. Somehow the news of his ex-wife, must be more successful. Agh fuck ….

Hueekk .. Huueekk …. 

'Oh my goodness very nauseous, magh kali yes, from earlier very nauseous. Well, don't get pregnant just yet, I don't have enough money. There is a fear of pregnancy, considering Mas Lengga's work is still like that. But my husband wanted a child. For a long time my body felt weak, my head was also dizzy, it felt like I was not strong enough to sit or stand. As a result, I lay down all day while closing my eyes, hoping that the dizziness in the head would soon disappear. Even for playing mobile phones, I was unable to fight the dizziness.

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"Mira! Mirah!" Call Mas Lengga, after he works. Maybe because I didn't tell her, she immediately looked for me in the room. 

"Beum, Mum. Dizziness, nausea," I replied weakly. 

Hooeekk .. hooekk .. I am back, feeling nauseous, but no stomach contents are removed.

"Hami kali" cetus Mas Lengga with a twinkle of happiness. "Come to the nearest midwife!"bring him.

"Emang has money?!" my cynic.

"There's a payday today." He gave all his salary to me. As usual, my attitude softened. I hope he doesn't realize my love if he's a bear. Finally I went to the nearest midwife escorted by Mas Lengga, using a motorcycle that was only a few months old we credit. Well even though life is difficult, at least quite already bought a motorcycle despite credit. 

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Arriving at the Midwife's place, I went through a series of examinations. Not long after, Madam Midwife said the results.

"Young pregnant mother has reached the age of four weeks, please take care of her body, Mom" he said. A happy smile is on my husband's face.

"Allahmdullillah, thank you, ma'am," my husband said. As for myself, between happy or sad.

"But it's not in the taspeck yet, ma'am." I said.

"Yes, but I'm pregnant" she said. How can he know while in the test also not yet.

"I want a tespeck! Later, Mum midwife mispredict again!" Madam Midwife and Mas Lengga just looked at each other. 

"At the tespeck, ma'am. Let him not be curious and sure," said Mas Lengga friendly. It's a friendly attitude that makes you look for his attention first.

The midwife took out a freshly opened tespeck from the packaging and gave it to me, quickly went into the bathroom, and put it in my urine. My heart dag dig dug .. for not expecting pregnancy. After waiting, the tespeck showed a line of two. It turned out I was pregnant, my mind drifting everywhere. What if I quit my job? What if later can not pay the contract or installment of a motorcycle. All of a sudden, all of a sudden. With a limp and a shabby face, I came out of the bathroom.

"Where's the outcome?" ask Mas Lengga. Without answering, I gave the tespeck results. Madam midwife and she smiled sumringah. I'm the only one who's a manyun.

Mas Lengga brushed up the payment, while I waited from outside. My midwife brought me medicines and milk. He said the medicine was a vitamin.

"Come on." Mas Lengga took my hand up to the motorcycle.

"Be careful" he said. He became very attentive suddenly. But I ignored it. "From tomorrow you don't work" he continued.

"Bawel so much you! Keep talking!" my ketus. Finally, our journey home was through silence.