
Shaka gets closer to Keyla, making Keyla deg-degan. I don't think he did anything wrong.
Right in front of Keyla, Shaka stopped his steps and turned one hand to Keyla.
“Eh, why?” keyla asked while tilting her head.
“Why? Where's your package money? Your package is COD, Cash On Delivery. So you have to pay the courier directly. Because the courier is me, so pay now to me 200 thousand,” replied Shaka.
Oh, my God, remember that package.
“Just 200 thousand calculation once. You are my husband, why not use the money you just pay? My papa used to pay for my mom,” grumbled Keyla but her hand kept moving to take the wallet from inside the bag she was holding on her shoulder.
“They're really married. We married because we had to. If I marry you for love, all your needs I bear,” Shaka.
Keyla took out her wallet and pulled out a hundred thousand bills as much as two from her wallet. Shaka had glanced at Keyla's wallet when he opened it, in the wallet it was filled with a hundred thousand dollars.
“Do not ngintip-ngitip!” keyla said she quickly closed her wallet and put it back in her bag.
“This money. Lunas yes, Brother Courier,” said Keyla while chuckling.
Shaka takes the money from Keyla, and keeps it in his pants pocket. “Oke Mba Keyla, happy to do business with you,” said Shaka then left Keyla.
Basic husband calculation! 200 Thousand billed all. Keyla muttered in her heart while watching her husband leave her.
***
Keyla sat on the living room couch. He opened his bag and took out a brown envelope containing cash. He recalculated the money in the envelope. The total is only 22 million rupiah.
“Sisa 22 million aja. Haven't bought a mattress, a closet, a fan. This money could be used up before I get a job,” Keyla told himself.
Keyla took a deep breath. He leaned his head against the couch. He can't be wasteful, has to be frugal. No one else will bear the necessities of his life but himself. Her parents had blocked her bank account since the first day she decided to run away from home, so her parents might give her some more money. The money in this envelope alone is money from the proceeds of selling the jewelry that he has.
Actually there is one more jewelry that he has, namely the necklace he wears. But he did not want to sell the necklace, because it was a necklace left by his late birth mother.
“It looks like I will shop for room needs in the regular market only. No need to go to the furniture store Mama. There the bed alone is already 20 millions of its own price. Could've run out of my money. Huhhhh, okelah, I go to the market only.”
Keyla plans to go and buy the things she needs. While leaving the house, a middle-aged woman of about 55 years noticed him from outside the fence of Shaka's house.
“Sorry, whose mom is looking for, huh?” keyla asked the mother kindly. Keyla approached him.
“Not looking for anyone, Mba. Sorry if I was presumptuous, but who is this Mba, huh? I just saw Mba here. As long as I am Mas Shaka's house, right?” the mother asked back.
Keyla smiled kindly then replied, “Mother is right, this is indeed the home of Shaka.”
Then Keyla stretched out her hand. “Known, Mom. I am Keyla, his wife Shaka,”, said Keyla who made the woman in front of him aghast.
“What? Mas Shaka's wife?”
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