OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER
BAR
I waltzed towards the wash after previously putting Pricilia to sleep somewhere. There are Rama, Elin and also Neni who have stood by then began to combine between water and soap to produce a mountain of foam.
I work as a bed washerman in this bar. Starting from bed linen, blankets to pillowcases and bolsters have every day become my meal. So in addition to working as a maid at Mr. Reno's house I also devote myself to this bar, which must be a washerman, not a concubine of the widower.
At that time, a week after I worked at Mr. Reno's house I met with Rama who also served as a maid in a wealthy businessman's house which was none other than Mr. Reno's own neighbor. Rama was a friend of my High School and we accidentally met at a wholesaler just a few meters away from where I worked.
After hearing the story about why I was able to be in that house and have an employer who fought like a grandmother drop by, Rama finally invited me to work in a bar as a washerman. At first I refused to remember that it was a place where male and female feuds took place. But after my friend explained that we had nothing to do with the silly creatures and purely as a new washerman I began to be interested in his invitation.
From then on it was from seven in the morning to five in the afternoon that I worked at Mr. Reno's house, then I hooked up again at six in the afternoon until one in the evening to go back to this bar. Really tired actually. But for my son, I will do anything.
I looked around. There are so many square-shaped soaps scattered on the floor of this washing place.
“What's up? After the war Badr huh?” I asked to start a conversation. The three turned their heads, then Elin turned her lips to the left as a sign of the answer to my question.
Holy hooch!
I didn't see wrong?
Lots of red viscous liquid that seeps on the bed sheet in the middle in the left corner. Not just a drop of two drops, the liquid was drenched like water in a dipper that was thrown away. A great deal.
“Loh loh loh. How rich can gini be?”
“The six tightness times.” Neni the mouth of the crimes seeped from the corner of the tub. The blue veins on his arms came out as he roared the water from the tub with the number of bans.
“Ga may be this much. I'm the only one who three times a night with my husband just not to the extent of kok.” This time Rama was the one who snatched.
“What are you talking about anyway? What gymnastics to bleed so much?”
“Etdah how the hell are you. I'm not using tau.”
“That's Che, gymnastics bed.”
“Hahahaha.”
The three chuckled loosely after hearing the narration from Neni. The mother of two children is indeed from ceplos if by the way, whatever the topic he will never filter the words even if it smells sensitive.
I who just understood the meaning of their conversation can only shake their heads and slightly pull both corners of the lips. Never mind. Maybe it's the effect of the acute obscurity that makes my brain weak connections when it comes to things smelling like that.
But come to think of it, why is that red viscous liquid so much? It's impossible to feel. Uh! Maybe they're doing gymnastics over the same place.
Astagfirullah.
Why does my brain travel like this.
...***...
20:00
Light began to appear from the top. I am currently on the third floor with Rama, Elin and Neni. Our trip one work has been completed and will be linked to the second trip at 11. Actually it could be if you want to go home and come again after the sheets that want to be washed have been piled up a lot in the washing zone. It's just that my home away from the location of the bar became a separate consideration for me to go home.
The circulation of millions of stars made my eyes widen in awe and peace as I looked at him from where I was currently standing. They are very beautiful, if connected symmetrically there will be many shapes produced from the stars.
Damnit damnit! I even remembered something.
In the past, Hero and Pricil often slept in an open space with mats that we woven from coconut leaves. The man did often give me the inner intake of affection, comfort and warm soft words that come out of his beautiful lips. I feel like a queen who is privileged to be next to her. Because of his kind treatment that made me fall in love and love more and more every day.
Drrr.
Drrr.
“Halo.” Sapaku after distancing himself from the three thicket mothers.
“Che, where are you?”
“On the third floor Ren. Why?”
“I want to take you out with Pricil.”
“Umm is not nolak. I just ate it with Rama and the others.”
“Oh okay thanks yes.” Tuuuutu.
Connection interrupted. I put back the rectangular thing that Hero gave me long before I worked at Reno sir's house and this bar. Lately the phone is often rung between seven and nine nights sourced from the same caller. Aren's.
...***...
Elin carried a pile of dirty bed linen and dumped it just like that on the washroom floor. Eleven o'clock at night. Time to get back to work. Actually, all bed linen and all its ranks are washed using a machine. But before that, we had to scrub it with soap to clean up everything that was left there. There are brown marks, ice cream, tomato sauce and even white liquid that I can guess what kind of often decorate the white sheet.
With the rest of the energy that was not much, we began to rub the fabrics slowly until the clock shot right at number one.
“Finally kelar also lo lo on.” Neni pointed at the objects that had just come out of the dryer. It stretches its fingers so as to produce the sound ‘kletek-kletek.’ What a tough mother of two. I could clearly see how she was feeling tired through the sound of her bones clashing.
“My waist feels off.”
“Mending waist. Lah me, feel a life loose.”
“Yeee don't dong. Kan kasian si mas at home never get rations if his wife died kikik.”
This giggling from the mothers of the fives slightly removed my tiredness. There was just their idea to create a lot of jokes. After feeling quite satisfied laughing, they all went to leave the washing zone and some soap foam that was still on the right floor. I'm catching. But I haven't had time to take a step, suddenly …
“Huaaaaa huaaa hiksss.”
Holy hooch!
I was shocked when I heard a crying sound coming from below. Along with a pair of my feet that were still half dry, I went down the stairs to meet a human child who was crying at one hour of the night.
I know whose voice it is.
My babies.
...***...
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