PELLET THE MIDWIFE

Chapter 26. Satya's Love Story

"Who's Pamela, Mom?" Puspa's mind was still fixed on the name Satya called in his subconscious overnight.

"Where do you know that name?" Marni stopped her vegetable cutting activity.

"Satya sir, last night mentioned that name. Don't leave me, Pamela!" Puspa imitates Satya's speech while demonstrating a scene like that in an Indian film.

"Hush! Watch your talk! if Mr. Satya hears you can fire you later!" Marni pounded Puspa's head with a rice pitcher.

"This mother is exactly like my mother, she likes to shake her head" Puspa protested.

"Have your brain rada gesrek!" marni said in conjunction with laughter.

"Sopo Pamela, Mom?" Puspa repeated his question.

"He's Satya's ex-girlfriend," Marni slightly lowered her voice. It is not imagined that if the master knew they were gossiping about him, surely the man would be furious.

"Oh ... like that? Why did they split up?" Puspa was getting curious.

"He chose another man" whispered Marni.

"Open?" Puspa's loud voice boomed all over the kitchen. Marni shut the girl's mouth immediately. "Don't go hard, Pus! You forgot that Master was home?"

"Sorry, Mom. My voice is so loud from birth. Can not be on the brake," Puspa even giggled. "I wonder how pretty Pamela is? Is she prettier than Yasmin?" mumbling Puspa.

"Sopo, Yasmin?" Marni, who had just heard the name, asked. "Yasmin ... his son is a pan credit maker in my village, Mom." replied Puspa ngawur. "Oh, nice yo his name is a son of a creditor," said Marni in a welcome laugh by Puspa.

Unimagined expression of Yasmin's face, when he said as a child of a pans credit. He must have gone berserk not accepting.

As they were engrossed in speech, Satya suddenly appeared. Her clothes were tangled as well as her face.

"Master is up?" Marni greeted with a smile. "I want some water, ma'am," said the man in a hoarse voice. Marni rushed to get a glass of water for the master.

Meanwhile, Puspa continued to look at the man who was now sitting in the dining room chair. 'Does he not remember last night? Why is his expression so ordinary when he sees me?' batin Puspa's.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" Satya's heavy voice resuscitated Puspa from the daydream. "E-no, Sir. I just have a stomachache. Excuse me," Puspa ran away after saying that stupid sentence.

"Based on a weird girl!" muttered Satya while massaging her two temples. His head was still dizzy from drinking too much.

"Who took me to the guest room, ma'am?" Being too drunk, the man forgot what happened last night.

"I, Sir," replied Marni. The woman deliberately did not tell her employer about Puspa. Let it be a secret between him and Puspa. That's not important.

"I'm sorry, I'm troubling Mom," Satya felt bad for bothering a middle-aged woman like Marni.

"No papa, sir. It's my job."

Since his relationship with a woman named Pamela ended, Satya often returned home drunk.

The relationship between the two has been going on for quite a while. It even started when they were in college.

Pamela is a beautiful and intelligent woman. He was the prima donna of the college. The tall, slim girl was the only daughter of a famous businessman. Satya feels very lucky to get the girl's love.

Easily Pamela releases Satya and moves on to another heart. Satya even willingly humbled herself by resting at the woman's feet, but the woman's heart was already covered by the love of another man. A man whose status and position were not higher than Satya's.

All because of love, that's what the woman said. This makes Satya even more hurt. If Pamela had chosen a man better than her, maybe she would have understood a little.

Satya did not go to work today. His health condition is not good. Either because of too much drinking or because of something else, that man is definitely not in the mood to go to the office.

"Mom, please get me some coffee!" satya said as she passed Marni in the living room. "Okay, sir," replied the woman.

"Mom, Mr Satya didn't go to work today?" During Puspa's stay in the house this was the first time he had seen Satya at home in the morning.

"No, again less healthy," Marni took a cup to make coffee. "Yo rich people, Ma'am, work can take off at will," muttered Puspa.

"It's a self-owned company, Pus. Even at home, you will continue to be in front of his laptop. Just look at it later!" Marni passed with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Paste it good. I also want to be like that, to be a successful woman," Puspa muttered to himself.

"Where is the girl, Mom? Did he cause any more trouble?" Satya asked while enjoying the coffee made by Marni.

"Well, sir. If it's a diligent girl, she wants to learn too. Will you keep letting him here?"

"We'll see, Mom,"

"Good, Sir."

Satya just sat at home. He's not usually like that. From the direction of the kitchen came the loud voice of Puspa who was joking with Marni. Surprisingly he was not bothered by that. Every now and then, the man smiled as Puspa said silly things to Marni.

Both of Satya's parents died in a car accident. Satya was in college. Pamela's presence makes the man strong in the face of the most difficult times of his life. But the woman disappeared somewhere.

After her second farewell, Pamela never showed up again. Satya has not been able to forget the woman, even Pamela's belongings are still neatly stored in her room. I don't know until when he's been in the shadow of the past.

"Where is Satya going?" Puspa's question stopped Satya's footsteps. "It's none of your business!" The man replied haughtily.

"I'm a nebeng?" Puspa had to buy some kitchen necessities in the minimarket, but he was lazy to ride a motorcycle. It just so happened that he saw Satya was leaving, so he went along.

"You think I'm a driver?" Satya said with an unfriendly look.

"I'm sitting in front. I don't look like a driver. How's it?" Puspa continues to force. "Go with Joko!" satya said as she closed the car door loudly.

From the mirror, he could see the expression of Puspa's face. The girl continued to grumble with a funny looking face. "Basic stingy, nebeng alone should not. Though I would buy the needs of the house, not want to run!" he could even hear the girl's words clearly.

Tin!

Tin!

Puspa turned his head when he heard the horn sound from Satya's car. Satya reached out from the car door glass while gesturing Puspa to enter immediately.

With excitement the girl ran and got in the car. "Thank you, Sir. You are kind," said Puspa praised. "Don't be a sycophant!" satya's words are really annoying.