MY HELPER PASSION

THE GP 36

"Rel .. Awake, Za. We had breakfast with the kids" said someone, patting the sleeping woman on the shoulder.

Izza's eyelids immediately opened wide, he saw someone standing in front of him, then got up to sit and stared around the room. Not for long, a breath sounded in the air along with rubbing his face.

"It turns out everything is just a dream" he said with relief.

"What dream?" ask the woman who just woke him up.

Izza turned to the woman and shook her head with a small smile.

"No, it's nothing" Izza replied.

"Oh yeah, then you clean up first. After that you join us for breakfast."

"Yes, mom. Thank you," said Izza.

The woman then left from there. Izza pensively for a moment. Last night's dream felt very real. He was very relieved when he woke up and everything he experienced was just a dream.

After deciding to accept the offer of the owner of the parlor to become one of the caretakers in the place where he grew up, Izza immediately met the owner of the parlor. Both the owner of the parlour and the other caretaker are happy and warmly welcome him.

He's been authorized to Deon. The man was heavy to give him permission to go and get out of his house. But Deon could not impose a will. Whatever the decision, the man accepted.

For almost a week he lived in a home and became one of the managers there. He also told them the truth about Deon. If the man is not her husband, but the employer where she works. Some of them did not expect that an employer could say that to his home assistant. Some say if they are suitable if the husband and wife are right. But Izza did not tell if his employer already had a wife and he had become part of the damage to their household. Let it be, it becomes her privacy. No need to tell a story that will invite hate speech.

For him, this was the best path he had chosen and thought carefully. As someone who had been raised in that place, he should be reciprocated to those who meritorious. It's not that he doesn't deserve happiness out there. But it's been a personal decision. After leaving Deon's house, he never again met or connected by phone or via anything. He would completely forget the man despite the weight.

***

A month has passed.

Izza got the information about Deon. The man had an accident. Somehow he wanted to go to the hospital where the man was taken.

Immediately Izza remembered the short happiness he had been through with the man. The man's smile and laughter were still engraved clearly in his memory. Without realizing it, the feeling he threw away was still there.

"Who are you?"

Izza reflexively wiped her tears as a woman suddenly stood by her side.

"Nobody," Izza replied as she shook her head.

"Why do you pay attention to Deon's mason?" ask the woman again.

"Sorry .."

That's all that came out of Izza's mouth. He thought the woman who had just called him 'mas' was his new wife. And he should not have come much less to cry for the man.

"Excuse me .." said Izza decided to go from there, he did not want to be the destroyer of one's household for the umpteenth time.

"Wait!"

The woman pulled his arm, stopping his steps instantly.

"You haven't answered my question. You who? Why are you watching Mason Deon?" repeat the woman firmly.

Izza lowered his face. "I think I was wrong with the patient. Excuse me."

"Are you the one?" exclaim that woman.

Izza did not heed the woman's appeal, he no longer wanted to be accused of being the woman who destroyed people's households. He better focus on his new life.

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