PELLET THE MIDWIFE

42. Follow Puspa

"Don't be convoluted, Jo! Right to the point, what do you want to say?"

Puspa began to get emotional with Tejo's behavior that took time to linger talking to him.

"Gini lo.. during your time in town, Bulek Ningrum borrowed money from me. Not that I want to charge this Lo, I'm advertising it anyway, Dek. But ...,"

Tejo smiled meaningfully, making Puspa feel good.

"The Bureau?" ask Puspa.

"No, Popo Deck. No need to pay. I understand you're in trouble, but ...," Tejo keeps hanging the words at the end of the sentence.

Puspa understood the direction of the man before him, there was definitely a hidden intention behind his kindness.

"Don't wait here!"

Puspa entered the house and met his mother.

"How much do you owe Tejo?"

Ningrum was surprised by Puspa's question how could he know the debt's value?

"Is Tejo here? Sorry yo, Pus. I had to do with my savings, I ran out" replied Ningrum.

"No papa, Mom. Puspa. How many?" ask Puspa again.

"Three million, Pus." Ningrum replied hesitantly.

"Sak munu ae wants to buy me, you want to buy me, you wanten manuk (the scarecrow)!"

Puspa out of the room with a wad of money in hand, lucky he got a decent deposit from Satya so as to pay his debt.

"This is me over two hundred thousand. Bonus," Puspa handed the three million two hundred thousand right in Tejo's hand, making the man gawk in disbelief. How does Puspa have that kind of money? didn't she just work as a maid in some not only?

"You're gonna need this money to, Dek. No Popo you save it for our savings later," Tejo stood with an anxious face.

"Our saving is your baldness! I'm home there!" Puspa leaves Tejo and rides Anita's bike.

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"Come on, Nit's hunting for the afternoon!"

Tejo could only watch Puspa's departure with a broken heart. His efforts failed completely. The man went straight home without saying goodbye to Ningrum.

***

"Why don't you talk to me about this?" Fadli spoke while holding back emotions at Yasmin. It's about his life, why did Yasmin take a unilateral decision? Fadli felt unappreciated as a man.

"Because I know you must agree," Yasmin replied lightly.

Both are now in Fadli's apartment. That's how Yasmin is, the woman seems to have no self-esteem anymore. Exit the house of a man who has not officially become a husband at will.

"I don't want to know, your parents have to come to meet Papa and Mama," Yasmin began to seduce, her lentic fingers began to play on the chest of her lover's field.

"Well, I'm going home right now," Fadli brushed Yasmin's hand off and moved from his seat making the woman growled.

"Why come home?" Yasmin's worried.

"You said my parents had to come here, right? So I'm gonna pick them up." Fadli saw there was an opportunity and he would not waste it.

"I'm coming!" Yasmin drew closer to Fadli and hugged the man spoiled.

"Who will take care of the company?" Fadli behaved as if he was worried about his work, the truth was that he did not want Yasmin to stop him from meeting Puspa.

She had to give up this time.

"Before you leave, can we spend a minute?" Yasmin brought her face closer to Fadli, but the man rejected her again.

"I have to go now, the sooner the better. You want our wedding done, don't you?" Fadli again made marriage an excuse.

The man hurriedly packed some clothes and left the apartment in a hurry, leaving Yasmin still staring at him from the bed.

"Fade!" Yasmin chases Fadli to the parking lot.

"All right, I'm leaving" said Fadli, waving to his girlfriend, neither a kiss nor a farewell hug for Yasmin. Makes the woman take a rough breath.

"Damn it! What's wrong with her? Why turn cold on me?" Yasmin rushed into the car and drove away.

***

Puspa was happy, because Agung was still willing to accept him to rejoin. There was even a gig schedule for him.

With the weight of the girl will return to her old profession. A job that required him to be among the many men who were staring low at him.

How else, he must go on living.

"So you want to sing again, Pus?" ask Ningrum. The woman is now sitting leaning against the dining room chair in her simple home.

"Come, Mom. Thank goodness Mas Agung still wants to accept me," said Puspa while washing vegetables. Puspa's expertise in the kitchen is further enhanced after working at Satya's house. He's more deft now. The habit of being a maid carries over into the house.

"The habit in Mr. Satya's house, ma'am." Suddenly Puspa's hand stopped from his activities. The mention of Satya's name made her remember the man.

There was a bad impression when he left the house and it made Puspa feel unsettled.

"Puspa stayed in the room sek yo, Mom," Puspa entered the room and grabbed the postel on the table.

Puspa began to worry about his former employer, he still remembered how Satya behaved when he had just come there. The man almost never comes home at night and spends his time getting drunk at a nightclub.

Is it possible that Satya did it again after Pamela rejected him again?

drt!

drt!

Puspa called Marni.

"Mom, how's Mr Satya doing?"

after making small talk Puspa finally asked Satya.

"He was quiet again, but this time the master didn't come out the night anymore he spent more time in the room,"

"Did Pamela not come, Mom?"

"You're worried about sir, why don't you come back here?" marni replied annoyed.

Puspa cengengesan in a telephone connection. Can't be lied to he's worried about the guy. Puspa knew very well the meaning of a Pamela for Satya. The man must have been destroyed as before, but Puspa also could not go back there. Who is he? And what effect did it have on Satya? Whether or not he is on the man's side is not important.

Puspa fell silent after ending his conversation with Marni on the phone.

"Did I call Pamela, did I?" muttered the girl.

Puspa looked for Pamela's contacts in his phone but soon after he undoed the intention to press the green button on the screen.

"I do not have the right to interfere in their relationship, I can be seen again with Mr. Satya," Puspa also put his phone back on the table.

"Who are you talking to?" Marni wavered when she found her master was already standing right behind her.

"Pwp ... Puspa, sir," replied the woman nervously.

"Will he come back?"

"No sir, Puspa said he'd sing again,"

Puspa had already told his plan to return to being a biduan to Marni.

"You mean to be a stage singer?" Satya sounded angry to hear Marni's words.

"Yes, Puspa was once a stage artist, sir,"

Marni sees a different expression on her parents making her guess what the cause is.

"Master is leaving?" ask Marni who saw her master is ready with the car keys in hand. However, after hearing Marni's question, Satya turned around and returned to the room.

"Why go back again?" Marni mutters.

Satya felt restless in her room The shadow of her dancing and swaying on stage frustrated her.

Without being realized by the man he is now jealous and does not accept if Puspa becomes a spectacle of many men's eyes.

Before long the man came down and looked for Marni.

"Mom, tell me what's on stage when a lot of guys are hanging out with her?"

Marni fell silent and tried to digest what her master meant.

"I mean, Master. A puspa?"

"Yes, Mom. Who else?" Satya is upset because Marni does not understand her words.

"If in the village usually so sir. Especially if the night is getting late, many young people who come to the stage and sway with the Big Dipper,"

Marni deliberately teases her master knowing there is something strange about the man.

"Especially Puspa, he is the star of the stage, he must have the most to see," added Marni, like pouring oil on a fire that has been lit.

Without saying anything the man returned to the room and came out in different clothes.

"Gentleman where are you going?" ask Marni wonder.

"I'll bring the village cat back!" satya said full of heart.

"What?" Marni did not expect her master's reaction to go that far.

"Life, it can be ascertained that the master has fallen in love with Puspa," muttered the middle-aged woman.

Before leaving, Satya had contacted the private secretary and also a confidant to take care of the office work. Meanwhile, he rushed towards the village where Puspa lived.