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At dawn Shahira was forcibly awakened by the Mbok. Syahira was forced to perform dawn prayers. Shamir is still in the mosque.

"God! Wake up! Wake up!" the Mbok woke up Syahira a little harshly.

"heeemmmm, still malem..," Shahira turned her body.

"He went to sleep again. Wake up!" the Mbok growled.

With still-sweet eyes, a limp and sleepy body, Syahira finally woke up. The Mbok immediately pulled Syahira into the bathroom to take the water. Syahira just obeyed what the Mbok asked.

"Shouldn't he Mbok? It'll be seven o'clock. It's still part tau." Said Syahira while rubbing his eyes.

"Neighbor! Where there is dawn prayer at seven. His name is also dawn prayer, meaning he does it at dawn. If seven o'clock it is not dawn prayer but duha prayer. Koe iki likes to pray at dawn? Don't you think koe rarely prays?" said the Mbok with annoyance.

"Emmm. Yaudah Shayah wants to wudhu first." Syahira then closed the bathroom door.

After taking ablution, Syahira then perform dawn prayers with close supervision by the Mbok. Fortunately, Syahira still remembers the readings and procedures of dawn prayer that Syahmir had taught while they were on their way to Jakarta. After the Shahira prayer immediately went away.

"Well, I'm cooking koe. Koe Wes becomes sham's wife. Koe must cook, Syam must eat from the food that koe made. Uh, but before that koe kudu clean-up. Moso was your in-laws who had to clean up. The shame! Ora's polite." Said the Mbok in a tinge.

"Arrrghhh! Okay." okay." With a heavy heart Syahira responded to the order of Mbok.

Syahira started to tidy up. Before, he never held a broom for a second. His life has been easy, there is already a housekeeper who does all the homework. Now Syahira is forced to do everything on his own.

"Koe iki sort-beres opo messing around anyway? Moso nyapu is like that. The real!" The Mbok was angry to see Syahira who could not sweep well.

"Yes Mbok." Syahira said while trying to fix the way of his brooms.

With many struggles finally Syahira completed the task of sweeping it. But it's not finished there, Syahira still has to mop, scrub the WC and wash. While enduring the heartache of hearing the scolding and ridicule that Mbok continues to lay on him, Syahira completed all the tasks with full struggle.

After bere-beres, Syahira then went to the nearest market to buy cooking ingredients. Syahira who never shop for groceries and go to the traditional market is really made dizzy. He did not even know the names of the spices, he was really confused what to buy. Finally he bought the food suggested by the seller.

After coming from the market, Syahira then processed the food he had bought. He did not know what to cook, not to mention the mess place was so narrow, there was only one stove, a plate and a bowl and a knife. Finally he saw the cooking tutorials available on the channel sharing online videos. With full of difficulties and challenges, Syahira finally managed to cook two menus taught by tutorials on his mobile phone.

Shortly after the cooking, Syamir went home. Syahira immediately welcomed her husband's arrival. He kissed Shamir's arm and served him a cup of sweet tea. Shamir felt so happy when treated like that by Syhaira.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Shamir opened the door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Say Syahira and Mbok.

"Wes mulih to Sham?" The Mbok then approached Syamir.

"Wes Mbok." Shamir then kissed his mother's arm.

"This one, sweet tea." Syahira then offered sweet tea to Syamir.

"Thank you very much." Shamir then drank the sweet tea.

"Caper tenan koe karo bojo. Which turn of karo-in-law has ever been noticed." The Mbok swerved towards Syahira.

"Today I offered Mbok tea as well, but Mbok said he would not." Syahira.

"...." the Mbok just fell silent.

"Wes to Mbok, still early in the morning kok wes rowdy." Syamir.

"Yaudah, now we eat yuk. I'm cooking, emmm, I don't know what's good. But, at least I was try." Syahira then prepared the food.

Syahira serves the food he has made to Mbok and Syamir.

"Lady! What food is this? tenan salty." The Mbok melted his food.

Syahira heartbroken when he saw the reaction of the Mbok just now.

"Moso anyway? Try Syam tasting." The shamir then put food in his mouth.

"...." first Shamir just fell silent while chewing his food, then swallowed it.

"Good, good indeed. Thanks for making good food for Syam." Shamir said, his expression forced to smile.

"Try to eat." Syahira is not sure about the words of Shamir, he proved it himself by eating directly his own cuisine. Just a little chewing on Syahira's face immediately frowned. It turns out true what the Mbok said if the cuisine is indeed salty. Syahira was disappointed with his cooking. He is now just embarrassed.

"Mbok, don't say that. Syahira has tried hard to do all this. Syam understands that Sya is not used to it, Sya can still learn to get used to all this. But don't be blamed immediately, he's still not used to Mbok." Syamir defended his wife in front of the Mbok.

"Gapapa kok Sham. What Mbok said is true." Syahira seemed to be crying.

"Yes, don't talk like that. I'm sure I'll get used to all this. It just takes a little time. Sham help you later." Shamir took hold of Shahira's arm and wiped away her tears.

"No, I'm sham." Syahira immediately cleaned up the food.

After the unpleasant breakfast, Syahira then prepared to go to work. Same with Shamir. Because now Syahira has been evicted from the house, so all facilities including his luxury car that he always used to go to work were also abandoned. Syahira is now escorted by Syamir to go to work by taking an angkot.

"No sham, Sham must work too, right?" Syahira refused an offer from Syamir.

"No papa Sya, after all Syam and Sya's workplaces are unidirectional."

"But my work is further away. Honey, later you have to pay the cost of boarding the public transportation, even though your workplace is very tight. Mending the money saved."

"Yes, if Sya still refused, Syam interra until boarding the angkot ya."

"Okay." The two of them then walked towards the angkot who was ge-tem.

"Yes, be careful" said Shamir.

"Yes Sham. You also work hard." Shahira gave her sweet smile to Shamir.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Shamir left with a radiant face.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Syahira kissed Syamir's arm. Angkot also walked back.

Shamir finally arrived at Koh Wang's shop. Yuli looks back and forth checking the goods and Koh Wang who is sitting at the Cashier Table while counting the bonds stacked on his desk. Shamir approached them.

"Wes, the new driver came. How does he feel after being able to get one roof with a legitimate wife?" Ledek Yuli on Shamir.

"Haya, you don't have any feelings ha. You forgot what last night the new Sham was cast out with his parents-in-law. You empathize a little with the Sham's calamity." Koh Wang defending Shamir.

"Eh, Yes koh. Yuli, I'm sorry. Sorry, yes, Sham." Yuli sungkem to Shamir.

"No papa Yul." Syamir. Syamir also started working.

When in the middle of work, as usual, Yuli always invites Syamir to chat. Yuli also dragged Koh Wang into their conversation this time.

"Eh Sham, you're staying in Mess, what's up for three?" Yuli looked curious.

"Yul No. Syam who gave up sleeping outside." Answer Sham.

"Kasian very lu. Uh, if you're contracted in a rather gedean place. Let's not have to sleep outside anymore. It's good to be able to sleep with a basket ama bini, huh not Koh?" Yuli now laughed giggling.

"Haya, you say there's always an end to it." Koh Wang told Yuli.

"Ah, Sham, what if you ama your family moved to a contract have oe ha. Contract luayan gede ha, there are two rooms, pay also oe cheapin ha. Especially for employees oe pay eight hundred and fifty thousand aja ha per month, is the same electricity as water ha, how? You want?"

"Koh the cheap Sham Koh? Yuli was even told to pay a million hundred. Ah, Koh Wang favoritism." Yuli Timpal.

"Haya, you are rented open cafe same ade lu ha, yes you have to pay for additional electricity ha. You guys use the electricity big ha."

"Oh iye, heheh."

"Well, how is Sham? I think that's the cheapest Syam. Here, if I do itung-itung, your salary will be one hundred and seventy-five thousand a day, if you do not take a holiday means that in a month you can get five millions more, five million more, pieces for a contract of eight hundred and fifty thousand there are still four million more. Also, enough for the cost of living lu ama bini lu, yes from irit aja, hehe."

"Syam wants Koh, thank God." Syamir looks excited.

"Well, that's ha. If you want, give me the key now. You can move tomorrow. About the payment is not papa, you can pay at the end of the month. Or you want to be repaid from your wages every day can also ha." Koh Wang now offers the contract keys to Shamir.

"Really Koh? Alhamdulillah. Yes, Syam chose to pay with a discount of Syamir's wages every day Koh." Shamir looks sumringah.

"Ah, okay. Ni oe give me the key now ha." Shamir then received the key.

"Thank you so much Koh."

"Together." They're back at work.