Noctah Black Marriage
Auctioneers
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Part-33
I auctioned all my bags branded collection via onlen. I'd better not rely on the monthly allowance Hans sent. I'll just have a restaurant that I can't have. I admit defeat by that cunning woman.
But the most important thing for now is how can I make money back?
“Big Salma use your brain! Aren't you smart at making money?” I'm talking to myself.
Trying to melt a brain frozen in betrayal. Honestly the pain Hans incised drained everything. I really fell in love with the wrong guy. Even though that love is no longer there.
I looked at my little baby. The only thing I'm grateful for is that broken marriage. My baby has always made me strong and the spirit of life remains burning.
Thank God my bags sold. Of course because other than ori, the price I offer is quite far from the original price. It's a pity, but right now I need the money. Most of the proceeds I save for savings.
***
I decided to join a freelance site. I open services according to my work experience as a Business Consultant in the field of property. The first month was only one or two people. That's enough for me. Because thanks to my advice and direction, the client claimed to be successful in his business.
Month two, third, my clientele grew. The coffers started flowing until I could buy a car. Although only a car with a price of one hundred and fifties million only. I need those four wheels to travel with Qia.
Like this morning I have packed neatly all the needs of my son. Qia was ready to sit in the car seat with the safety straps that had been adjusted for him. We will go to a nearby tourist spot that is lush with trees.
“Hai, basic lacur!” the voice of the cunning woman suddenly appeared before me.
“Fitness your mouth!” my growl.
He threw me in a pink contraceptive box.
“Don't so' holy, hypocrite! I found it in Hans's bag. Surely he did it with you ‘kan?” the accusation is immoral.
“Ngaco you!” timpal.
“Allah, hayo ngaku! Hans and I haven't used contraceptives in a long time. We have decided to give Daffa a gift. So it's certain that you do. Basic tretch!”
“Heh! You start to reap karma. The man used to do it with you, now look at your husband doing it with another woman. Hahaha ..” I just laughed.
It turned out that my laughter was provoking Meti's emotions uncontrollably. He pulled my hair that was tied to the brink until I fell and fell into the grass.
“Feel it!” contentment.
“Aw!” ringisku's. “You passed my patience ******!”
I got up and mercilessly attacked behind a bull. Bugh! One raw bogem landed smoothly on his cheek until it looked bluish. I ruffled her hair until the appearance of a like-minded person. Feeling not enough, I pulled the dress he was wearing until it was torn.
“Salma stop! Stop!” shout Meti.
“Enak you just accused me carelessly. Here, make your mouth sore!” I stuffed him with grass that happened to have not been cut.
“Sial, you consider me a goat!"
“Even goats are much better than women like you.”
I put my clothes and hair in front of the windshield. While Meti was still sitting in pain on the grass.
“That's proof you can buy a car. Must be the money from my husband ‘kan?” accusation again.
“Ish,” hisisku is upset.
I got in the car and drove it fast. I don't want my son to wait any longer because he continues to deal with the woman's stress.
“Hey, don't run away! Our business is not finished. Watch out I'll give you the calculation,” he shouted.
I ignored and kept going.
***
It turns out that what is meant by the calculation given by the Meti is to stop giving monthly rations to my son, which amounted to one million. He thought, what trouble I would have with that little money. Let only. I was lazy to respond.
“Excuse me Ma'am,” said someone approached me who was watering plants in front of the house.
“Sorry to whom?” ask me to wonder at the guy in the shirt and in a neat suit.
“I from Bank Semesta,” he explained while showing idcard.
“What do you need, yes?”
“Before I apologized, Ma'am. I want to let you know that this house will be confiscated soon. Here's the notification letter.”
I read the letter in the envelope. Surely the Bank states that this house will be confiscated because it has been guaranteed and arrears are not paid.
“Lho, how can you? Did Mr Hans not install it again?”
“Iya, Ma'am. We also gave three warnings. But ignored. So we had to take the final trigger as the rules apply.”
“Yes pardon ..” I'm massaging the temple.
After the bank has made its point. I need to pack up to empty my house. This house is guaranteed to the Bank when you want to buy a cafe. Because the money I had back then was lacking. I can't believe Hans wasn't responsible like this in the end.
Ting ... notifications went to my phone.
You fucking asshole! Now I've lost everything. This house is the only asset I have. You know, yesterday I wasn't going to buy a car.
God, why do you keep testing me? How can you see me calm? I am not your godly servant. Then why do you keep testing me? What if I turn away from you? Why haven't you shown any reply to that woman? Do I have to take revenge in my own way?
I took a heavy long breath. I went to look for a rented house. Fortunately it wasn't too far away, I had easily gotten her rented house. Although small, it was quite convenient for me to stay for a while with Qia.
***
“Mbak, new occupant, yes?” ask someone with a wide hijab. He is next door neighbor.
“Iya.”
“Include me Lydia. Just call me Teteh. Oya whose name is Mbak?”
“I Salma.”
“Oh. Subhanallah, how many months' son Ma'am? Very funny.”
“New Nine months,”I replied as needed.
I honestly don't like people who are so familiar. I'm used to living alone with no neighbors. So if there are neighbors who come to the house and say hello, how does it feel.
Even though I always answered as necessary and was indifferent, Lydia still moved closer. He said my son was very funny and he liked it. She has not had a child after three years of marriage. There was pity for her as a fellow woman.
For a long time I began to open up and gradually associate with him.
Lydia I think is a fun person. The person is simple, what is and does not kepo. He was also so gentle that it made Qia feel at home with him. I so often tipped if you want to shower or do activities that are not possible while ngasuh Qia. At his age, Qia is active. Whatever he reaches, he will pull it. He was also able to crawl until every corner of the rented house explored.
***
“Teh, her husband is rarely seen? Working out of town, huh?” I asked one day when I played at Lydia's house with Qia.
“No. Husband is in his young wife,” he replied lightly. I was in shock when I heard.
“Sorry, Tea. I don't mean ...”
“Nothing, kok.”
“So Teteh dimadu?”
“Iya. Because I am barren.”
“But that does not mean the husband can marry again at will, dong,” I said so fiery.
“The reason for marrying again wants to have children. So yes, I learned sincerely.”
“What is a Teteh not hurt what?”
“Yes as an ordinary woman, surely pain exists. But all this led me to an incredible wisdom. I feel I can now get closer to Rabb, can spend more nights with Him.”
I just gawked at her words accompanied by a smile. Luckily I have shaleha neighbors like Lydia. His appearance also did reflect his gentle and patient temperament. Away from my personality who often forgets gratitude. The more I admire him.
“Oya Tea, every Sunday like where? I play with Qia no,.” I'm switching topics.
“Oh sunday, I like to go to Masjid Raya. There is a routine study and other activities. Like share a rice box or visit the Orphanage. Every now and then try to come along, the event is exciting,” invite Lydia spirit.
“Iya want to. Ntar try to come. Take Qia for a walk. He ...”
“Well, so dong.”
“Oya, it's share the rice money box from where? Should we donate?”
“It just so happens that we have a regular donor. His name is Mr. Irsyad. So young are the ones who always handle all.”
“Wah, very good huh?”
“Iya. Too bad not married. There are so many girls waiting and hoping to be found. I don't know, maybe there's no soul mate yet.”
“Her tongue is picky maybe.”
“Maybe. Wallahualam .. who knows the match-making father of Qia," guyon Lydia.
“Ah, Tetuh what the hell? I also know neither. Just-there's.”
“Yes who knows. Which soul mate knows ‘kan?”
“Iya. Still not possible. Girls alone mistreated, what else is a widow.”
“Maybe, yes, Qia, yes?” tanyanya.
Unexpectedly Qia responded agilely to the point of letting out screams and laughing. His feet were stomped with applause. Makes us laugh to see the action.
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