
Lisa walked up to us, "Pinjem who's the motorcycle? Any time you can't buy!" said Lisa cynically.
"Why did you say that? This motorcycle has a father, kok. I just bought it. I'm the same Andre came along when you bought it!" obviously Alya with a trembling voice.
"Okay, mom. Being pregnant likes to insult people. Remember ma'am, her mouth is guarded!" said the mothers who happened to be near us. He looked at Lisa no less cynically as he shook his head.
Lisa and her husband hurried out of there. Alya looked with a sad face towards her mother and Andre.
"Just let it go, son. Such an arrogant person should not care!" said the mother.
"But she's my mother!" sahut Alya's.
The mother's eyes were round, "What? So that was your mother? How can?" ask the mother in wonder.
"Mother is married again" explained Alya.
"Yes Allah. You're patient, son!" said the mother while gently rubbing the head of my daughter who still looks sad.
"It's okay, kok ma'am. Let's mom, we'll go in first!" my pamit to that mother.
"Oh yes, sir."
"Come on, kid, we're in. What are you guys buying?" I embrace my two children
My kids and I went to the minimarket.
"Well, what do you want to buy? Just take what you want, yeah!" my word.
I'm just freeing both kids to buy whatever they want. After Alya and Andre finished taking what they wanted, I immediately queued at the cashier to pay for their groceries not to forget I bought the needs of the house.
My son and I went back to the store. Until at the boarding house, both of my children turned quiet as usual. Looks like they still remember the incident at the minimarket earlier. Their faces look sad.
"This is your snack. Let's eat!" I say to my children.
Andre and Alya then choose their own food but not directly they eat. They came back with sad faces. It hurts so bad to see Andre and Alya sad like that.
"You guys just shut up? Don't like the food, do you?" my many.
Not wanting to see me sad, my two children ate the food they had bought.
***
A few days later, Pak Sugi called me back. Asked me to come to the workshop to take the rest of the time money. Excitedly I went to Pak Sugi's workshop and he was shocked to see me riding a motorcycle.
"The bike is new huh, Pak Anto?" ask Mr. Sugi with a smile.
"Alhamdulillah I can already buy a motorcycle even a second," I replied.
"Alhamdulillah yes, pak," said Mr. Sugi.
"Yes sir. This is also the result of being ordered from the father's workshop."
"Alhamdulillah then Mr. Anto. I'm glad to hear it."
"Yes,pak. Finally, I bought a motorcycle."
"But Mr. Anto has not given orders for the workshop for a long time" said Mr. Sugi.
"Oh yes, Pak Sugi. Some months I was busy working at his house Mr. Taufik so porters building in his house," I explained with a smile.
"It's okay, sir. What matters is halal!" said mr. Sugi.
We then chatted for a while. Shortly afterwards Mr. Sugi handed the white envelope to my hand.
"Sir, here's the rest of yesterday" explained Mr. Sugi.
After Mr. Sugi's house I immediately went back to the boarding house. The moment I crossed an electronics store crossed my mind to buy a TV for the entertainment of my two children at the boarding house.
I parked my motorcycle in front of the store. After looking and weighing, I finally bought an LCD tv the smallest size.
I'm going home to the hostel. It turns out that both of my children have been sitting sweetly while holding their own stationery. Both of my children are studying. Although they never won the championship, they always entered the top five.
Seeing his father who came home with a TV cardboard box, the smiles of my two children immediately expanded.
"Dad, dad bought a new TV?" exclaim Alya enthusiastically.
"Yes son. Thank God I got sustenance so I can buy you tv," I said.
"Let's fast on the tv, dad!" pinta Alya was impatient.
"Daddy take a shower first, son. Almost maghrib," I refused subtly.
Alya nodded her head, "Hhmm, yeah."
After the bath, I took Andre to the mosque to pray maghrib. Then go straight back to the store.
Arriving at the boarding house, I immediately installed the tv. Thank God I was able to buy goods for the entertainment of my two children at the boarding house so that they are not too bored.
They sat sweetly while enjoying the treats on tv while I prepared dinner for the three of us.
I am grateful that even without a wife, I can play a double role for my two children. After dinner, we had dinner together.
***
Without feeling the construction of the house Mr. Taufik is finished. This afternoon I received my last salary. I rushed back to the boarding house. I'm taking my family out to dinner.
When I got to the hostel, I took a shower and changed clothes. I opened the envelope that Mr. Taufik had given me.
Alhamdulillah, my salary in overin so there are a total of five million. A lot of money for me. I opened up my savings that I put in my closet. Thank God, the number is increasing now. I plan to save my money to the bank tomorrow.
I took some money for me to buy my family a meal and gave my mother a monthly bill. After that, I went to my mother's house.
Arriving at my mother's house, everyone is ready. I drove them to the quarantine. First I took Andre and Alya, my mother and last brother Aminah and her son.
We ate at a tent stall on the side of the road like that time. But this time I was looking for another place because my son Alya no longer wanted to eat in the same place as that time. Maybe it reminded Alya of her mother.
After waiting not how long our order arrived. All my family ate with me, as well as with me. I am so happy, I hope my recovery will be smoother so that I can always make my family happy.
Not far from the tent stall, apparently there is an impromptu night market. My family and I went there. Both my son and my nephew are very happy to be invited there. It had been a long time since they had gone to a place like this.
I let them play anything and buy whatever they want, including my mother and my sister. There are also people selling clothes there. I bought clothes for my two children, my niece, my mother and my sister.
It feels like a long time ago I didn't buy them clothes maybe last eid last year. Luckily the money I brought was enough so I could also buy clothes for myself.
No notice the clock has shown at ten o'clock in the night. My niece was already sleepy and asleep in her mother's arms. We then decided to go home. First I delivered my sister because her son was asleep. Then my mother and lastly my two children.
Luckily the place was not too far from the mother's house so they did not wait too long. After driving my mother home, I rushed to pick up my two children. We went straight to the boarding house.
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