OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER

RATNA'S WEIRD

“Mama brother is having business. So you can't be sad ya.” I said try to catch. I grabbed her body and drowned her in my arms. Huh if this is so I remember the time Hero said that he wanted a boy that Pricilia was already a full year old. Why do I remember that traitor?

“That's sad if Deck Plicil want to play my cama.”

“Oh brother want to play same deck Pricil?”

“He em.”

Tumben this balloon boy wants to play with his baby. Good, means that my words yesterday successfully penetrated his naughty soul.

I carried Pricilia with me as I led Refa out of this room and down to the first floor to play. Rarely would a child caretaker bring a child like me.

All the war instruments of the child's puffer are neatly stored in a special wardrobe of children's toys. Refa opened the rectangular object which happened to be the key was already there.

The release of all contents in the closet ranging from cars, motorcycles, robots, planes, fishing rods and fish and toy ponds even to the barbie family was there. Oh, my God, Refa, since when did you have that blonde toy?

“Cini deck Plicil main cama brother Lefa.” The boy jumped up and down in excitement as he reached for Pricilia's still-strong arm in my sling.

“Oke now we play yes.” I said then put Pricil on a smooth-haired carpet. He also seemed excited when he saw the excitement of toys on the surface of this carpet. His eyes glowed, his feet pounding with enthusiastic omens. Mercifully.

While playing with them, suddenly the sound of knocking on the door from the front made all of us stop and turn in the same direction. I walked towards the source of the voice to find out which figure had come this early in the morning. Is Mr Reno coming home? Impossible, he just left. Or is it Miss Farah? Holy hooch! I'm sure it must be Miss Farah. Mampus.

“Iya please enter Bu Far-“

“Loh you?”

Alhamdulillah Wrestling.

It turns out that the one who came was not the attached grandmother but a friend of the High School as well as my laundry team at the bar, Ratna. He came with a daughter the same age as Refa. Our employer's house that is next to each other makes me and my colleagues often meet in a quiet time.

“Ciciiiii.” The fat boy who realized the arrival of his neighbor also suddenly ran and left my son who was still lying on the carpet with a flock of robots.

Cici aka the daughter of Ratna's employer also looks very happy. Both of them ran towards Pricil and continued the game that had been delayed earlier. Refa takes plane-treatment while Cici chooses to comb Barbie's long, blonde hair.

I let Ratna sit down and served her some snacks and warm water. Understand, I'm just a maid in this house. So where might I give a dish like the one Ms Farah used to serve to friends who visited her house.

“Pak Reno has gone to work Che?” Ratna asked opened the conversation.

“Already.”

“What Bu Farah has not come home?”

Whats!

What say? Miss Farah?

Why would he know about Bu Farah's departure?

“Where did you know about Bu Farah Rat?” I asked full of curiosity.

The face of the woman in front of me was suddenly red like a ripe tomato. I could clearly see her body being jolted in shock by my question just now. Hey what's up?

“A- I anu-“ It stammered. “Umm I mean has Miss Farah gone home shopping? Socialite women are never home. Ah yes that's what I mean.”

Oh so it's like that.

But why should there be sweat droplets that start to wash the temples?

Huh very strange.

“I don't know where Bu Farah is currently. Maybe he's with his friends.” Answer lies. How could I possibly be leaking the disgrace of the person who paid me in this house.

Ratna looked increasingly panicked. Every now and then his palms beat his own mouth, just like the person who was talking wrong. What's the matter? Even in the next few seconds he shuffled towards Cici and took the little girl who was shocked with her barbie back home.

“Why is that fast? Is your job still a lot?” I asked after we were in the doorway.

“I forgot to turn off the stove.”

“Ohya? I'm not evicting but go home before your employer's house blows up and you should be in jail for carelessness.”

Either the real fortune or just the obvious booze at this time Ratna gradually left me who was still filled with question marks. He breezed quickly while pulling Cici's arm to get away from this spacious building.

I went back to the place where Refa and my son were playing. It was a disappointed look from the four-year-old fat boy when his girlfriend came home suddenly. Poor thing.

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At five o'clock exactly, it was fitting that the man had come home from work.

I washed my hands and made hot coffee for my master and collected dirty dishes and glasses of Refa food. This balloon boy could spend five plates of rice every day.

“That was play cama deck Plicil pa.” Refa started telling stories.

“Main what?”

“Lobot-lobotan.”

“Dek Pricil also you play robot?”

“Iya pa, but Plicil's deck was just a frenzy. Deck Plicil nda can rich road atu.” Refa explained with a disappointed look. My baby was only eight months old, so it was only natural that at this time all he did was fall asleep and not walk.

I shuffled forward to take care of the remains of the Refa toy, she had just stopped playing due to hunger. I laid Pricil in the maid's room two hours ago. The little girl was still sleeping on a bed, maybe she was tired of playing.

Huft.

There are so many toys that I have to clean, I'm exactly like someone who just moved house. I can take my waist off if I keep doing this. Starting from the fishing rod and the fish are scattered on the carpet to the cars that bounce far into the corner of the room all I quote out and put in the first place. God, I hope that tomorrow Refa won't play this game again.

“Pa.atu want to cama mama.” The fat boy asked his mother again. Even though I was in the living room, I could clearly hear their conversation in the kitchen because it was so echoing.

“Sabar yes dear, mama again many affairs.” Mr. Reno said soothingly. Good, what he said just now was exactly what I said this morning in Refa's room.

“But atu want to play big cars. Papa biyang mom at home opa.”

“Iya later we go there ya.”

“Step?”

“Propay yes.”

“Huaaaaa huaaaa hiksss.” A teary back could be heard from behind. Poor thing, that kid must have missed his mom a lot.

Oh, grandma drop by?

Where are you?

“Do not cry yes. What do you want?” Mr. Reno tried to persuade.

“That's up mama.”

“Mama still has a lot of business. Oh do you want me to buy you a car like the one in the opa house?”

Silent.

Refa's cry suddenly disappeared when her papa offered to buy a new toy. Wow it looks like there will be a new lethargy for me starting tomorrow. Keeping Refa all day on his new car toy, huh really unimaginable feel.

“Wah yes pa, atu mau.” The boy replied enthusiastically, whose voice I can still hear clearly from this room.

“Oke a minute yes dear.”

I kept quoting a few more toys still scattered on the floor, thank God stay a little more. But just as I was about to grab a blunt sword lying on the side of the carpet my eyes caught the figure of a level-bodied man approaching me here.

“Tomorrow you must come with me.”

The deg!

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