PELLET THE MIDWIFE

Chapter 32. Choosing the Ring

"Pus, are you still in contact with Raka?" Ningrum's voice sounded out loud in the phone line.

"Sir, Ma. I've never met him again," Puspa replied no less loud than his mother. The two women if united in one room will certainly be very crowded even if only two.

"Why is nanyain Raka's mother? Are youk Entin talking about me anymore?" ask Puspa. The girl who originally held the dishwasher now switched to sitting in the kitchen chair.

"Let's go, he says you're taking Raka's money,"

"The opo? Wes jerky is his mother's son. It's good to slander me, it's still good that Raka I didn't report to the police," Because it's too fun to talk, Puspa until the accident about Raka.

"Lo emange Raka what are you, Pus? Honest with mom now!" Ningrum sounded panicked across there.

'Let me slip, ' Puspa nodded.

""No Popo, Mom. Is that him slandering me? can it be reported to the police," Puspa said.

"Oh, what do you think, but really nothing else?"

"No, Ma. How's mom? Is there still money?"

Ningrum did not directly answer her daughter's question. He couldn't possibly tell Tejo about his debt. Puspa must have gone berserk if he found out.

"Still, Pus. Not much but." Ningrum felt bad for continuing to rely on Puspa. The woman was still young enough to be able to support herself, but how else, until now she had not found a job.

"Mom, don't worry. I'm working now. Next month I'll send you a yo, ma'am,"

"Let's be careful yo,"

"Come on, Mom."

After ending the conversation, Puspa fell silent while holding his mobile phone. It was hard living apart from my mother. There is regret in his heart, if at that time he was not too ambitious to pursue the love of Fadli, surely at this time he could still be reunited with his mother.

His career in the village was also quite brilliant at that time. If Puspa wants to keep fighting he could become a successful dangdut singer someday.

"My fate is apes tenan yo. It's all because of Fadli. Watch out for you Fad if you meet again not mocking your face!" Puspa muttered while hitting both his thighs because it was upset with Fadli's treatment of him.

"That's been gabbling?"

Puspa almost fell out of the chair in shock with Satya's voice suddenly appearing behind him.

"M-mister!" he said while standing up straight.

"What's? Hurry up and come now!" Satya said as she walked ahead of Puspa.

"Where's Sir?" ask the girl while trailing behind the master.

"Don't ask a lot or cut my salary!" threaten Satya who made Puspa immediately speechless a thousand languages.

Puspa continued to follow Satya until he reached the garage. However, the girl instead pecked because she did not know what she should do after that.

"Lake in!" tell Satya from the car.

"I?" puspa said while pointing at himself.

"Yes, who else? a cat?" Satya also started to get emotional.

Puspa rushed to open the back door of the car. "You think I'm a driver? Sit in front!" Puspa continued to forget that his employer did not like it, if someone sat in the back while he was driving. The girl finally moved to the front with pursed lips.

Satya driving at a fairly high speed made Puspa shudder in horror. 'May I die if it gets bumped, ' that girl can only get up.

Sometimes he would steal a glance at the man beside him. ' Where am I going to be taken? What do you want to throw away?' Puspa continued to grumble in the heart.

The car stops right in the parking lot of a shopping mall. A place that has never been visited by a village girl like Puspa.

"Gee!"

Starting from the entrance to be inside Puspa never stop saying wow out of admiration.

"Can you stop that?" Satya stopped right in front of Puspa.

"What, Sir?" ask the girl not to understand.

"Well! .. wow! Can you stop that?" satya was upset.

"Sorry, Sir. Understand to Sir. This is the first time I have come to a place like this" Puspa replied while scratching his non-itchy nape.

Mata Puspa continues to be focused on the various goods sold in the mall. A huge market with shiny roofs and floors, that was how the girl had in mind.

'I should have been with the Great mas at that time, it must have been this good place, ' he murmured inwardly.

Agung once invited Puspa to go out of town to shop at a mall in the city, but because Ningrum was sick so he could not participate. And today Puspa visited the mall that he grew bigger than the one visited by the great and friends.

'If Anita were here, they would be very happy, ' he murmured again.

Satya stopped in front of a jewelry store. Meanwhile, Puspa still continues to follow the footsteps of the master.

Instantly Puspa extended both his hands.

"Just a silly girl!" Satya pulls Puspa's hand to bring him closer to the shopkeeper.

"This is the size" Satya told the shopkeeper.

"Alright, sir." replied the short-haired beautiful girl.

The woman is seen sorting rings in storefronts and her choice falls on a sparkling diamond ring. As per Satya's request.

"This one, sir," said the shopkeeper. The woman's eyes continued to stare sharply at Puspa. There was envy in his heart. How could a shabby woman seem to get a man this handsome? that's how he thinks.

Puspa was nervous as Satya put the ring on his ring finger. Of course, Satya did not say anything before, making the girl misunderstand his attitude.

'Is he joking? Can't he buy that for me? Yo must be ora, emange me sopo?' puspa murmured in the heart.

From the jewelry store Satya took Puspa around. The man bought a lot of clothes for himself regardless of Puspa who I had lost carrying a lot of paperbags in his hands. "It turns out he asked me for this. Opo meneh seng not expect? the duty of the maid is like this," muttered Puspa while continuing to follow the employer's footsteps.

"Hi ... Bro!"

When they came out of the clothing store, they came across a man. He is Rio Satya's old friend.

Satya gave a warm hug to her friend. "Don't you forget my party?" Rio patted Satya's shoulder quite hard. "Yes, not" answered Satya briefly.

"You should come because Pamela is coming too. This is a chance to get him back, bro!" Rio slightly whispered so that the woman behind Satya did not hear their chatter.

"I, you know," Satya replied with a meaningful smile.

"Hey ... Who is this beautiful girl? Did he come with you Sat?"

Rio turned to approach Puspa to greet him. "Know I am Rio," The man reached out, but Puspa only smiled as his hand was filled with paperbags so he could not welcome Rio's helping hand.

"Puspa," Puspa replied with a sweet smile.

"It's so sweet" Rio chirped.

"What, Mas?" Puspa did not understand what the man before him said.

"You, sweetie," Rio repeated his words again.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not sugar" Puspa replied with a slight laugh.

Rio was able to get a good response from Puspa. "You besides being cute cute too," Rio stared at Puspa from head to toe. The girl does have an extraordinary aura, it only takes a little polish then she will be transformed into a charm to the heart of every man.

"I go first, see you later at the party" Satya said as she walked away from Puspa.

"Excuse me, Mas" Puspa told Rio then ran after Satya.

"See you, Puspa!" Rio waved his hand while smiling sweetly.

"Satya ...! You still have an explanation debt about this sweet girl to me!" Rio was slightly shouting because his friend had already gone away. However, Satya did not respond.

In the car, Puspa again remembered Rio's words. Not about the man's seduction, but about a woman named Pamela.

'So all this is because of a woman named Pamela, ' Puspa's heart murmured. Without her realizing it, she had a faint smile on her lips considering how stupid she was to get nervous when Satya put the ring on her finger.

'He just took me as an experiment. Trimo fate Pus!' Puspa laughed at himself in his heart.

"Why smile? Happy to be praised by Rio?" The man who was serious with his wheel, once talking pierced to the heart.

"What did you say?" puspa reply not received.

"Originally you know, Rio's a playboy. Same with all women too. Goat in bedakin he seduced," Satya again said without being strained first.

"Lo, are you likening me to a goat?" Puspa said not accept.

"Who said that?"

"It turns out that senile father is also? Oh yes I forgot, you are senile, you are,"

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, sir. Forget it!" Puspa fixed his sitting position. Just this time he spoke at length with the master, it was even more in the direction of quarreling.

"It turns out he's chatty," he murmured softly.

"You said something?" satya asked as she heard the girl next to her muttering.

"No, Sir. This is my old habit, speaking for myself," replied Puspa.

"Basic silly!"