My wife's lover

chapter 23

I've been unemployed for two weeks. I also haven't gotten any more orders for the workshop. While my money in the wallet is running low. Do I have to go back to work at Mr. Toni's shop? My inner. But I don't feel as comfortable working there as I used to.

Due to the very hot weather, I decided to rest in a mosque after finishing the prayer. I'm pensive. Confused about what steps I should take next. Nowadays, finding a job is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. An hour later, I decided to go back to looking for a job.

I went back around riding my bike as my eyes turned left and right looking around who knew there was a shop or a house to build. Or there's a job opening for me. But until late in the afternoon I did not also get a job or order for the workshop. Tired, I finally decided to go home.

Arriving at the boarding house, Andre approached me, "Well, there was a call from the name of Mr. Imron. I've been told to call back!" obviously Andre handed me the phone. I hurriedly looked for Imron's contact and started to contact him.

"Hallo, Imron's father." I'm.

"Cats,pak Anto. How's things going?" mr. Imron.

"Thank God my good news, sir. How's dad doing?" I'm.

"Thank God I am good too. Oh yes, has Mr Anto now got a new job?" mr. Imron.

"I haven't got a job yet, sir." I'm.

"Hhmm, how about Mr. Anto join me again? It just so happens that my brother is about to build a house in a few days" Mr. Imron.

"Really,pak? Thank God, I want to, sir." I'm.

"All right then. Mr. Anto can come to my house tomorrow morning let me take you to my brother's house and discuss his salary" Mr. Imron.

"Alright,pak. I'm going to my dad's house tomorrow morning." I'm.

"OKs. I'm waiting for ya sir." Imron sir.

"Yes,pak. Thanks." I'm.

Mr. Imron then disconnected my phone. Alhamdulillahot. I said in my heart. I'll be working in a few days.

"What's up, dad?" ask Andre.

"Some offered a job for dad. May it be our sustenance" I replied full of days.

"Alhamdulillah yes, well. Hopefully I get a suitable job" said Andre hopefully.

"Aamiin," I said.

I handed my phone back to my son Andre and took a towel and took a shower. After the shower I took Andre to go to the mosque to pray magrib. That night I cooked side dishes and vegetables for dinner for me and my children.

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The next day after taking my son to school, I rushed to Mr. Imron's house. Apparently there are already several workers who have both worked at the home of Mr. Imron.

We are four people. With Mr. Imron we boarded his car to his brother's house while my bike stayed at Mr. Imron's house.

Arriving at Mr. Imron's house, we met with six other people. Mr. Imron's brother named Mr. Taufik was about to build a fairly large house and took 3 months at the earliest if done by 10 workers.

We also discussed the issue of salary. Thank God per day I get more than the salary given by Mr. Imron first. It looks like Mr. Taufik is richer than Mr. Imron in view of the yard of his house which there are three cars.

After we finished discussing our work, we returned to Mr. Imron's house. Because we will start working three more days so these two days I use to find orders for the workshop. Hopefully before working at brother Imron's house, I can get an order or two.

Towards the zuhur I still have not received the order. I then rest in the mosque while praying zuhur after prayer zuhur I filled my stomach which began to feel hungry. After feeling full I continued my journey to find an order.

One hour I walked around I finally found a house that wanted to replace the fence of his house with a little nicer one. Thank you for the small amount, but I am still grateful.

I then deliver the person who orders directly to the workshop Mr. Sugi. After the business at the workshop was finished, by four in the afternoon I returned to the boarding house.

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Three days later I started working at Mr. Taufik's house. When I was transporting bricks, I was suddenly called by Mr. Taufik. It turns out that Mr. Taufik wants to order a stainless window trellis and stairs to the workshop Pak Sugi. Mr. Taufik asked me to take him to Sugi's workshop.

I, Uncle Imron and Mr. Taufik then go to the workshop Mr. Sugi. Arriving at the workshop, as usual, I let them negotiate on their own without me.

As we were about to go home, Pak Sugi whispered to me, "Thank you, Pak Anto. Already recommended my workshop."

"Together,pak. I also have a long time difficult to find orders," I said.

I nodded my head. It is true that no matter how hard we seek sustenance if not ours will not be able to get. The important thing is to keep trying and not to forget to pray.

"Two more weeks Mr. Anto can take money to me," said Mr. Sugi.

I was surprised because actually Mr. Taufik himself asked to be delivered to the workshop Mr. Sugi not because I offered.

"But,pak. Actually, I just drove it because Mr. Taufik already knew the workshop of Mr. Sugi from Mr. Imron," I said.

"No problem. If it wasn't for Mr. Anto, then Mr. Taufik wouldn't have had a message in my workshop, would it."

"But sir, I feel bad," I refused subtly.

"It's okay, Mr. Anto. Think of it as children's sustenance!" firmly mr. Sugi. "After all, Mr. Taufik had a lot of messages so Mr. Anto deserves to get a bonus from me!" added again.

"Alhamdulillah!" my spoken.

I would like to thank Mr. Sugi who has been kind to me.

We went back to Mr. Taufik's house. I went back to work with the others. Thank God my work went well and I am thankful we were given lunch too.

By late afternoon I was back at the boarding house.

Two weeks later Mr. Sugi called me asking me to come to his workshop. After work I then went to the workshop Mr. Sugi.

Arriving at the workshop, Pak Sugi immediately gave me an envelope that I felt was quite thick.

"Thank you very much, sir" I said.

"This is only half of it, Pak Anto. After the job is done, I'll give you the rest!" obviously mr. Sugi.

I'm surprised, "Loh, this is half of it, sir?" I ask as if I don't believe.

Mr. Sugi nodded his head while smiling, "Yes, sir."

"Alhamdulillah. Thanks again very much, sir!"

"Just like, Mr. Anto."

"Then I go home, sir. It's almost maghrib," I said.

"Please,pak. Be careful on the road" said Mr. Sugi

I then rushed back to the boarding house. Just a few minutes I left from Mr. Sugi's house, on the way I met Meli, the first wife of Lisa's husband. He was walking with a large bag while holding his young son.

I stopped my bike and walked up to him.

"Mr?" call me.

Meli looked towards me. I saw her eyes red as if crying.

"Where are you going,mbak? It's almost maghrib,mbak. Poor little one," I said.

Bag's down. He looked at me with a sad look. There was a deep sorrow that I saw from the look in those eyes. We looked at it long enough. I don't know if I'm hypnotized.

Deg. My heart is beating fast.

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