Neighbor Oh Neighbor

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"What do you mean, Mom?" He asked back, I knitted my eyebrows together.

"I mean, the refrigerator how many installments per month?" I repeat my question, so that this rich ass can understand.

"Hmm, Thank God I bought cash, Mom," my eyes reflexively glared, because of the disbelief in his words. You liar.

"Where does her husband Vina Ma'am work? How strange yes, gini day can still buy electronic cash tools. Though today most people buy it by way of credit and rarely cash," I said again because I still do not believe.

"My husband is just a regular employee, Mom," Vina replied.

"Bisalah Mbak Lidya, as long as there is an intention to buy cash, maybe Mbak Vina nabung first before," Bu Wati also answered, and seemed to defend Vina. This heart became even more upset, because I felt cornered by my own words.

I just clicked my lips and then went away without saying goodbye with the two of them. How upset this heart is when it sees the new neighbor always buying new equipment. He bought a new bed and I saw it too.

Ever since she lived here, I've seen Vina buying things online. Sometimes in a day, it can be two to three times the courier who comes back and forth to deliver the package to his home. And it made me even more curious about her husband's work.

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"Mom, I'm hungry! Take the hunted rice," my husband asked when he just got home from work. I'm blinking, lazy.

Immediately I set foot into the kitchen, and took the rice and side dishes lazily. My heart kept thinking about the job of the new neighbor's husband. Curious, why they can be bought continuously, and almost every day.

"Well, how's the side dish just this, Mom?" Ask my Husband, frowning.

My husband only works as a construction worker. But, I told the neighbors that my husband worked as a private employee. Shame on them to know the truth. Therefore, I always told my husband to dress neatly every time I went to work.

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The day is coming up to night. Maghrib's time is coming soon. From a distance I saw my neighbor's husband had gone home from work.

Uh, but then, how come he's even walking? Not riding that bike? The feeling this morning he went to work with a motorbike, what motorbike is for sale? Buy a refrigerator, hahaha. Instantly my heart cheered with joy.

Right now, my neighbor's husband is walking closer and closer towards his house. And I rushed to him too.

"Just come home, Mom?" My reprimand, when he was about to enter the gate.

"Eh, yes, ma'am" she replied with a sweet smile. Makes me admire him even more.

"Known, my name is Lidya" I said as I reached out to shake hands with the handsome man.

"I'm Rasya, Mom. Excuse me first, will you?" He returned my hand, I became as comfortable as my own smile, most pleased.

"OK, Mum. Oh yeah, don't call me Mom, huh? Call Lidya aja." He nodded and went into his house.