Little Monster

Take it to the police

Two months passed after the return of Mas Indra from Bali. Grandma Lea has also returned to this city since two months ago.

Initially Mas Indra did want to bring Lea to stay with us, but Mbak Dewi did not allow.

Asuk did fall into the hands of Madam Dewi when they both parted ways, so we couldn't just hold Lea back. Let alone the age of Lea who was still a child and still needed a mother, made us agree to share the day.

So in one week, Lea will be staying in two different houses. Sunday night Lea will be home to Madam Dewi until Wednesday night I pick her up. So Lea will be with me and Mas Indra on Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Later that night, I'll take Leah back to her mother's house.

The day division like this was my idea, I want Friday when Lea receives her PR, she will work at my house with Mas Indra and me too.

Lea, Madam Dewi and her Grandmother live in a house rented by Mas Indra. During this time, the cost of water, electricity and other payments is the responsibility of Mas Indra. But last month Mas Indra did not pay anything and the money that Mas Indra used to give every two weeks was also not sent which made Mbak Dewi cry in front of me.

But however, as a fellow woman, I still could not bear, so I asked Mas Indra to give back the weekly money even though it was not as nominal as before because it was now in one week, there are days when Leah will live in my house.

This Sunday we took Lea for a walk with Maya as well.

Lea and Maya have not seen each other for a long time, they must have missed each other.

We picked up Maya and went to the children's play area.

In one of the malls near our house, has opened a 'indoor' (indoor' (indoor) playground that is quite spacious. Children can be free to play as much as possible but there must be parents or people who take care of them.

Since Mas Indra and I had no other plans, we played with Maya and Lea.

After being satisfied to play and eat our dinner, it turns out that Mas Indra had a sudden meeting with some of his colleagues. So now there are only three of us.

I'm taking Maya to Mom's house first. Rey and Vera are also at her mother's house.

Unlike before, I rarely even brought Lea to Mom's house because that little monster used to be a very naughty and unruly child.

But now Lea has completely changed.

Now upon hearing the word 'salim', Leah would quickly extend her hand and salim to those older, whether it was my mother, Brother Vera, Brother Rey, and also Dafa, my youngest brother.

Sometimes my aunt or my cousins are at Mom's house.

More or less during these three months of living with me and Mas Indra, now Lea has turned into a beautiful child, good and of course always making kangen when he was at his mother's house.

Miss Rahel also told me and Mas Indra when we took Lea's semester rap, that compared to the previous semester, Lea was now completely changed and more cheerful. Lea is more focused on learning and whatever Lea is doing right now is very inversely proportional to the better direction, unlike before. The child was also slowly able to read and write more neatly.

Mas Indra repeatedly praised and thanked me for making Lea better and changed in a much different direction than before. But I also always praise Mas Indra because thanks to his encouragement and help we can both succeed in making Lea change as he is today.

We call it teamwork and success together, not just me, but both of us.

"Is it too late yet, Sa, this month?" ask Tanteku with an affectionate smile.

"Not yet, auntie," I replied somewhat embarrassedly.

"Yaudah is okay, aunt pray will this month be the last month you menstruate, yes baby ...."

"Aamiin, thank you so much Aunt Lisa." I hugged my aunt. She's actually Mom's step-sister. But he never considered that my mother was his half-sister because from childhood, it was my mother who also took care of aunt Lisa and aunt and my other om.

So the presence of Leah in our family was also very well received without carrying the frills of a stepchild.

In our family there was also no one to mince words or ask to hurt, such as the question "When to have children?"

We'd rather replace that heartbreaking pleasantry question with a do'a. Because it will be much more accepted.

Questions like "When do you have kids?" "When did you graduate?" "When's the wedding?" "When do you have your own home?" " When is work?" and other "When" questions that can cause hurt should be eliminated so that family meetings and gatherings do not end up hurting each other, but pray for kindness.

At 8pm, Lea and I decided to go home. After this I'll take Leah to her house.

I sent a message to Mother Goddess that I was on my way to her house.

I saw Lea falling asleep in the passenger seat next to me. This kid must be playing all day.

I rubbed his hair and head and I kissed the boy over and over again.

"Good night, I love you, my monster (Good sleep, I love you, my monster)."

*t ....

Ma'am Dewi replied to my message, she said she was out of town and would be back in 2 days, but she called her mother to wait for me and Lea in front of the house.

I took a long breath.

Out of town? 2 Days to go home? whynot? shouldn't this be the time for Lea to spend with her name? why is he out of town?

Fucking weird.

Arriving in front of the house, it turns out that Mother Mother Mother Goddess has not come out and is waiting for me in front of the house, I honked and I saw the woman coming out from behind the door.

"Night, Grandma," I said, shivering a smile at her as I opened the car door for Lea and lifted up the body of the boy who had fallen asleep.

I couldn't bear to wake her up, so I intended to carry Lea up to her room.

Even though the boy was quite heavy, I did have several times to carry the body of the boy into his room if he fell asleep on the sofa while staying at my house.

Without answering anything, I saw the look on Grandma Lea's face still disliking me. But I'm just quiet.

"Sir, Lea sleeps, pity that in wakein, I help carry her up to her room?" I try to be friendly.

"No need," Grandma Lea replied rudely. I just don't want Lea to wake up.

"I said no! let me be here."

"Udah is a little heavy he neck, hehehe." I still insist on carrying Lea because I also do not want a body that is old enough to carry Lea into the house.

"You, yes .. I say you are yes, you have no children. No experience caring for children at all. You can't take care of a child much less take care of Lea like I take care of her because I'm more experienced than you. So you are, I remind you to tell Nak Indra to let Lea stay here and not to stay at your house. Let Lea here be with me and her real mama. Not you! what can you do? have a child yet, want some support so Mother for my grandchildren? can you?" cerocos Grandma Lea with her eyes bulging and index finger pointed at my face, the woman I officially called my grandmother kept nagging and asked me to tell Mas Indra that Lea should stay with Madam Dewi only and Mas Indra could meet Lea on Sunday, like before since Lea has never lived with me.

"Sorry, Grandma, but Madam Dewi, me and Mas Indra have agreed on the division of the day where Leah will stay. If Grandma wants any changes or anything, please talk to Mbak Dewi and Mas Indra."

"You are yes, you are impudent, do not know yourself, I say yes, you will be doomed not to get pregnant and have children because it has separated the child from his own mother. Remember that!"

Honestly, this leg was sore and trembling at what his Grandma Lea had just said. I almost fell when the grandmother dropped Lea from my sling. Lea's hand wrapped around my neck, when it was forcefully pulled, the boy woke up but was immediately pulled and brought in by his annoying Grandma.

My tears fell, I did not expect, this afternoon I still laughed and smiled widely while playing with the children cheerfully, even just now, this afternoon, I just came from the house Mother and Aunt Lisa sincerely prayed for me. Then now? here my pride is like being trampled mercilessly. I felt like millions of swords pierced the recesses of my heart and sliced them slowly.

Pain, pain and pain.

I got in the car and headed straight home. Along the way I did not stop crying. The words of the attached grandmother were getting louder and louder heard from left, right, front, back, up and also down. I was surrounded by thousands of painful sounds.

*pommmmm!!

"God! want to die you? the real nyetir! if you can't drive, suck! out you female!" there was a voice coming from a man coming out of the car in front of me.

Not to lose, I got out of the car and shouted at him.

"What you goat!! (*I did change the name of the same four-legged animal into a swear word and a designation for the rancid man) You think this path has your ancestors?!"

"Look, this is you're grazing the car to the beret. Let's change!"

"Have I told you to change! you are not pinter or what?! obviously you are behind me you keep overtaking me and accused me of grazing this car? Your mommy, huh?!"

"We'll just take it to the police!"

"Who is afraid??!! let's get it to the police!!" I shouted still with anger overflowing because of the words of the attached grandmother earlier, now I was dealing with a human being who accused me of making his car burned out.

My eyes glared and nagged incessantly at the man as he approached him preparing to lash out a blow if hit.

The man used his HP to photograph my car's police number. Not to lose, I did the same.

I went up to the car, I saw one passenger there, it looked like he was not young anymore or I could tell you it was my father, my assumptions, this man is the driver of that damn car.

With emotion and anger, I banged on the glass door of the passenger car and asked the person inside to come out but was prevented by the rancid man earlier and I continued to name some animals such as cats, cows, ducks, ducks, chicken to lizard.

While the streets became jammed due to our commotion, many honking asking us to hurry, some even took photos and videos of the commotion we created.

"Damn it, can be entered the Instagram account 'Lip Spilled' me if someone shares a video of this incident," my mind is upset.

Without saying anything, the man got in the car and drove away, I did the same.

While in the car, I realized that I was out barefoot, I really prefer to take off my sandals/shoes while driving the car.

"Ready, shit, sialll!!!" I kicked my wheel.

My mind was completely muddled, I had no idea where I was getting the strength and courage to fight a man who accused me of wrecking his car. I'm not like me, although my anger and rage are not much different.

I'm just a little embarrassed to have to fuss with strangers on the highway and see a lot of people.

But if I don't fight back, I might be the one who was oppressed and forced to replace the damage when it wasn't my fault.

It's good, dare to fight me? sasa Anisa, huh?!

Mas Indra had been home since, hearing me park the car, he came out and greeted me at the door.

Mas Indra immediately hugged me and invited me into the room without saying anything.

Right now, I don't want to talk about anything.

I just cried in Mas Indra's arms. A hurt cry that I can't express right now.

"You want me to do something, Hun? hot chocolate want to?" ask Indra while still hugging me.

I just shook my head without not wanting to.

"Jude, just go to bed, honey?"

Although actually Mas Indra did not know what I had just experienced, but from the look of my face alone, Mas Indra was able to understand that I had a pretty hard day.

Suddenly somehow I immediately stood up, while crying I told Mas Indra to make me pregnant and have children of my own.

"Mas, why am I not pregnant yet? let's get me pregnant, Mas, my own son, our son Mas! not someone else's kid, huhuhu. I'm not going to look for excuses every time you want 'it' Mas, anytime, anytime you want mas .. let's do that now .. huhuhu."

"Why are you, Hun? Sasa, realize, honey, this isn't who you are. Up, Sa!"

"Mas, make me pregnant Mas!! give me the son of Mas! please. .. huhuhu."

Mas Indra said nothing, he just kept hugging me tightly.

Tired of crying and screaming, I felt my tears were running out and my voice was gone.

Last thing I remember, it was all dark. I don't see Mas Indra anymore.