OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER

THE COBOY'S HELPER

“Yeeay we have arrived dear.” I grabbed Refa's arm and then I reached him when he began to go down the angkot stairs.

Tonight was complete, I was like a widow with two children who were struggling to find food. Pricil in the left hand and Refa in the right hand.

“Tita want napain in cini ma'am? But the tattoo wants to go to the mother's house.” The bocil started talking. Heum he's the only one who doesn't know that his foster mother is working day and night.

“We are here first yes, later we go home.”

I shuffled and immediately opened the shop gate. Fortunately the owner of this field rarely came so he did not know what I did including bringing Refa this time.

If I pay attention to the fact that this place is rarely empty of visitors, for example, yesterday. Just the first time I worked I was so overwhelmed.

“Abang sat here first yes.” I said as I reached for a seat for Refa.

What about Mr Reno? Has he brought his wife home? Heum hopefully already. I really hope that tomorrow the Refa can see his mother's face again.

“How many brownies is this?”

Oh my God there are customers, plis for Refa do not be naughty huh.

“150 thousand decks.”

“Oh yaudah one yes.” I hooked the brownie and then started putting it in a box.

“That's it!”

Mucus! You think this is kaga pake money bambaaaaank.

New also dido’ain do not fret, uh have done it. Ck!

“This deck thank you very much yes.” I ended our meeting with a smile.

Actually I have a daily bread ration from Bu Neti, but if this one I share with Refa then what about Pricil? Which mother is willing to let her child not eat for the sake of others, let alone the other person is not twisted.

“Abang hungry?” I turned to the face of Refa who was then replied with a nod of the head by him.

Duh! Kan. How's nih? I took the oath again. There's a price of booby, but if I take what is the fate of my return later? The three of us and not maybe the brother gojek want to accommodate us all on the bike especially with the condition of the body of the Refa who is rich in kudanil bundle. Forced to have to ride betor, so definitely the cost is much more expensive.

“Halo sweet good night.” A man in a horse hat plus sunglasses suddenly drowned out of nowhere.

“There can I help?” Me ask carefully. Ow hell! This guy really looks very good. Where is ngecoboy?

“I want to buy cake.”

Yeah, he's here to buy some cake. You think this is what doorsmeer is!

“Which is om?”

“Duh don't call om dong sweet.”

“So?”

“Call kang mas aja.”

Omegoo! What dream would I meet with her rich madman. Exorbitant style mediocre face, already old feel young pretentious. Whoooh!

“Hmm.” I rolled a lazy eyeball.

“That's your son huh?” The coboy so-genesis looked at Pricilia wisdom.

“You want to buy bread or want to wriggle my daughter?”

“Yes if you can both why not.”

“Opa! Dangan disturb mom atu!”

Uh who is that? The refa? Is he really talking about that?

Wow how brave he is.

“Loh there is one more turns out.” The old man turned his gaze to look at Refa who was answered by a view no less sharp than the fat ucul.

“Halo sweet what is your name?”

“Oh come on, what do you really want? If there is no need hurry up and go!” This time I got back to sound.

“Oke alright. Choose for me the most expensive sponge in this place.”

“Don't disturb ibutu!”

“Ou ou alright hotshot. I'm not gonna bother your mother anymore."

Oh my God, he was so brave. Don't you think that suddenly the old ABG was suddenly savage and attacked him? Heums.

“This is the most expensive sponge. It cost one million.” I brought a big brownie five stories up and then I faced it exactly on his face.

I gatau this fake money or bengga but what is clear is that this imbecile immediately took out ten pieces of red money and immediately gave it to me at that moment.

“Hei this little boy for you.”

Oh Jesus! He gave money to Refa.

I was out of words, unable to raise my voice. Because at the same time Refa also grabbed the red object and put it in his pants pocket.

“Well I go first, bye!” The old man walked away and left us in this place.

I'm dumbfounded. How could his condition possibly coincide? I was in need of some money for the Refa's pocket then suddenly there was a freak who gave it to me right now.

My God, was he an angel?

Tau ah's! Hopefully after this there will be no strange events.

“You want bread baby? What if we bought this bread?” I pointed at the slingshot bread spread over a white container.

As if to understand the condition of my weakness, this bully boy immediately gave the red paper to me.

Thank you Gusti, even this is more than enough.

...***...

“Hoaaam.” I scratched my rough eyes, it was still very early in the morning, and my drowsiness had not disappeared.

Right now I'm in the grand palace, where I was being criminalized by the building owner. I'm scared really! You see, last night Miss Lastri was asleep, so she was afraid that I would bring a foreign boy into this house.

Zinc zinc zinc.

Spoons and cauldrons collide with each other, I put all the herbs and spices on the vegetables. Eum is so fragrant.

Pricilia and Refa are still fast asleep in there, I will wake the two up after my ritual with the kitchen has finished.

“Why are you coming home so soon? Does it not work?”

Shit! I was shocked, I swear!

Without even looking at who I was, my in-laws. Apparently he still cares about his daughter-in-law.

“What Aren no story about our work?”

“No.”

“Oh alright.” I turned the button on the stove, sat down and started to open the sound.

“Oh good then.” The old grandmother said while raising the body when I had finished telling the truth.

Again no response, always so.

But nothing because at least he still has a sense of pity towards the ex-wife of this child.

Miss Lastri shuffled away and left me in the kitchen alone. But how shocked I was not to find what was happening in front of me.

“Eh whose child is this?”

“Hayo oma celamat morning.”

Smear me!

...***...

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