MY SECOND HUSBAND TRICKED ME (TOXCID)

episode 39

"I'm sorry, these gentlemen come to my salon what are the needs until so many like this, like a demo" said Ningrum trying as polite as possible.

"It's not like I've said if we want to take our rights, ma'am" said the head handyman.

Ningrum frowned "Hak? What rights do you mean?" Ask Ningrum.

He felt this was closely related to Bima.

"Pak Bima did not pay our wages that week, and we were only given a loan of 200 thousand for a week can what try?" Said the head handyman.

"Where my son is sick again, to buy fever medicine is not there, the debt in the shelter has accumulated" said one helver.

Ningrum was flabbergasted to hear it. He only realized Bima's speech this morning during a storm with Yudi for skipping work and saying there were no workers.

"Usually if you work somewhere else get a loan how much per week?" Ningrum asked trying to organize her heart.

Because he remembered he had entrusted 150 million capital to Bima as a cost for accommodation during the project work before BA was signed by the company.

"Usually the average is 500 thousand per week, Mbak. after the project is completed just a count" said the head handyman representing his partner.

Ningrum let out a heavy sigh, She tried to understand the grievances of her husband's project workers.

Ningrum grabbed his phone, then contacted Bima.

"Hallo, Mas. can support for a while" said Ningrum when the call was connected.

"Hallo, honey.Well, what's the noon phone?" Welcome Bima as sweet as possible from across the phone.

"This is, Mas. ten workers came to Ningrum's salon, and they said they wanted to ask for his rights during the week of work with Mas." Ningrum explained.

Then to make Bima believe, Ningrum diverted voice calls to vedeo calls.

Ningrum deliberately aimed his camera at 10 men who were huddling his salon.

Bima looks very angry "Breajakk..!! Tell them, if Mas does not want to pay their money for leaving the job just like that, and the rest of their money is considered forfeited. !!" Said Bima in a very rough tone.

Instantly Ningrum was shocked by Bima's very rude speech and said that the remaining salary money of his workers was scorched.

"That's their right, Mas. regardless they do not want to work with us anymore, but the obligation to provide wages according to their working day still has to be paid" said Ningrum in a word.

"Halllaah.. know what you are about the project.!!" Bima suddenly attacked Ningrum's words and made her heart suddenly scratched and felt like crying right then and there.

But Ningrum tried to hold the clear grain that almost fell in the corner of his eye, and he immediately turned off his phone and deactivated it.

"How is this, Ma'am? Maybe the value is small for Ma'am, but for us it is very large, at least can block the stomach of children and wives from hunger." said one helver.

Ningrum's heart was filled to hear it. How could He be full while there are 10 heads of families in a state of hunger. 

Although not a person who understands the science of religion, but He still understands that withholding one's rights is a big sin. Although the weight of his heart to have to spend again, but this is related to one's stomach.

"How much per person should I pay?" Asked Ningrum softly.

He tried to make peace with his heart and hoped that someday there would be blessings coming into his life.

Then the workers showed a list of working days they had recorded and according to the price of their daily services in accordance with their skill level.

Ningrum was a little weak reading the face value of the money he had to spend to pay the rest of the wages of the workers.

"Awhile, sir.. I went to the Bank in front of the money" said Ningrum as he moved from his seat.

The woman crossed the road and headed for the bamk where Andini worked.

Arriving at that place, it seems only one of the interlocutors went to the teller, because some people use ATM machines or online transfers.

Seeing Mingrum coming, Andini laughed grinningly "Hello, say. not usually nongol in the day" said Andini who glanced at his lunch hour soon will arrive.

After the customer who lined up was gone, now it was Ningrum's turn to the teller.

"Ndinone.. Mbak wants to withdraw cash" said Ningrum with a slightly lethargic face.

Instantly Andini who was intent on joking turned serious, because at this time the face of his best friend seemed to be having a severe problem.

"How much would you like to withdraw cash, Ma'am? Usually via transfer or ATM..?" andini was a little curious.

Ningrum snorted his heavy breath "Take about 9 million" Ningrum handed over his savings book from inside his wallet.

"Ok, Ma'am." answered Andini without much joking, because cash withdrawals via ATM can only be 5 million per day for one customer.

Andini then grabbed it and processed it, and it didn't take long He gave up the money his best friend wanted .

"This, Ma'am money" said Andini who had put the money into a pocket of black crackle.

Ningrum grabbed him "Still, Yes Ndin.. Mbak hurriedly" said Ningrum with a face that was still not excited.

Andini just nodded her head, and looked at the back of her best friend who was heading out the door of the Bank where she worked.

Ningrum crossed the road feeling very upset, and almost got hit by a motor that was speeding from the opposite direction because He was not focused.

At once his heart was racing, and he sped up his pace to reach the sidewalk.

Arriving inside the salon, Ningrum walked towards the waiting room and met the workers.

"Cari.. Get me a payment receipt in my desk drawer" Ningrum shouted to Sary.

"Yes, ma'am." replied Sari and rushed towards the second floor to take the receipt of payment as proof.

not long after, Sary came with a receipt and also a pen requested by Ningrum.

Then Ningrum requested the ten workers' workday records and started counting them with the 200 thousand pieces that Bima had been given a loan.

The workers looked shady and eventually they got their due though through Ningrum, because if they insisted to Bima they would not get it.

Ningrum called the workers one by one, then gave wages according to their rights.

When they finished, they said their farewells and thanked Ningrum for thousands of thanks.

"Thank you, Yes Ma'am.. May Mbak always be given the blessing in undergoing all the efforts of Mbak" said the head of the handyman.

Ningrum can only smile resignedly, He is like a simalakama fruit that must live a household life full of problems every time.

Ningrum felt why his Lord was so cruel to test him with all the problems that kept coming back and forth.

The woman stared at him with a very blank look.