Same Marriage as Duda

Accused of Stealing

The day that my mother waited for finally arrived. I, forced to ask permission to Ucok Baba, a day not working. Because, at home there is a special guest arrival of the mother, Om Harry and his extended family.

Lately, I just found out, it turns out that Om Harry is still a bachelor. Of course, I doubt her loyalty to mother. Especially his age with his mother, different from 5 years.  Yes.to be exact he is in droves.

Uh! Never mind. That's none of my business. Perhaps, the union of them in a marriage bond, none other than because it is based on love.

"Thankful, although Om Harry's status is still a bachelor, but he loves his mother, wholeheartedly. Harry accepts mother as she is.  Even though I already have three children, Om Harry did not mind it.

That afternoon, the atmosphere of my house was so crowded with the family of Om Harry. They come home, with joy, to propose to the mother with a set of prayer tools.

I want to tell you the story of this mother's marriage to Om Harry, to Brother Gio and Jaka. But, mother's message, he said hold it first, do not tell the two people.

***

Tonight is the first day that Harry becomes a mother's husband. Ever since he lived in this house, I have not been free. But, how else. It was all a mother's decision.

In the days, I locked myself in my room more, after returning from work at Ucok Baba.

While the mother, coolly chatting with Om Harry. It seemed, the current world belonged to the two of them, and I, was just spending it at home by myself. Ahahahaha!

"Reg. Here Reg. Talk to Harry." shouted the mother from the family room. Yeah, they're talking to each other. There's no way I'd want to join them.

"Reg........!" yelled mother a second time.

"Here......!" her door.

"Om Harry wants to talk to you."

I didn't want to answer and didn't want to leave the room. I made sure I locked my room from the inside. Anyway, it's 23:00 wib. My eyes are five watts. Sleepy heavy. I have to wake up tomorrow morning. So, should try to sleep, although actually not comfortable, want to sleep.

***

Wake morning. I see mom's room is still locked. Not as usual. They must be sleeping. New bride. Not bothering them.

I usually wake up at 05.00 wib. Here, it's 07:00 wib.

Some time later, when the wall clock shows at 08.00 wib, the new mother awakens from her sleep.

"Reg. I'm still sleeping hard, this. Not made breakfast yet. Later you buy rice outside, baby." said mother, still look lazy. Maybe, because he was not satisfied with his sleep.

"Yes mother. Safe. Because Regina doesn't want breakfast anymore either" I replied.

Finish the bath, make a neat dance and then to the Ucok Baba stall. He gave the opportunity to come to his stall at 08.30 wib, at the latest. But, I tried at 08.00 wib already stay in his stall.

***

At the Ucok Baba stall, offered breakfast with lady Ucok Baba. But I don't want breakfast anymore. Forced, I refused.

"Thank you madam. It was breakfast at home with fried rice," I said I had to lie. I'm not used to breakfast, for fear of stomach pain.

No need to eat breakfast, rather than work time, even stomach pain.

As usual, I do all my daily tasks. Checking the goods on the shelf, then tidying up the messy items. Serving the buyer, is my main task at the stall.

"Reg. Can you come here for a minute. Om want to ask something." said Om Ucok Baba asked me to come closer to him.

Deg-degan tastes too. He must have realized that the money that once lay on the back table, was gone.

"Yes Om." I pretended to be relaxed.

I just shook my head.

"Because, in this house there are only three people. Me, my wife, and you" he said.

*deg's! Die if he finds out.

"Honestly yes. I asked my wife many times and I asked her to swear. But, he still said that he did not take the money. So, please be honest with you, Om" urged Om Ucok Baba to me.

"No Om. Regina doesn't know," I cried, so she wouldn't press me on and on, to admit it.

After all, the money I took was also bought for my needs. Who do I think that's money. It is not used by the owner. While I, need money. So, what's wrong with me taking that money.

"Why are you crying, being asked about the money?" tanyakanya.

"Look, if you really need that money, Om doesn't matter. But if you don't want to tell me. Om will report you to the police station on charges of theft of money of Rp900 thousand." threatening Om Ucok no kidding.

I still don't want to talk, I just keep crying.

"Regina. Ask me again. So, you still don't want to talk about money? How do we finish it at the police station?"

My tears were breaking even more, and Ucok Baba also kept urging me many times.

Since then, I have preferred to resign.

"Of Ucok. Regina just quit. Maybe this place is not suitable for Regina to work." with a bent face.

"Eh, you're good. Quit work, which means you have to pay the money back first. If you don't want to go back, I report you to the police station." he threatened seriously.

"Don't Om. Regina promised to return the money as soon as possible."

"When!" snapped it.

"It turns out, beautiful to be a thief. I'm already suspicious, you're the culprit who took my money at the back table." he pointed it with his index finger, towards my face.

"I'll give you a chance in a month. If until you have no good faith to return the money, I report you to the police station. Remember that!"

On the same day, after being angry with me, Ucok stopped me from working.

"sorry. My wife doesn't want you to work here anymore. If you really want to get out. Please!"

Without further ado, I left the Ucok Baba stall, still with tears in my eyes.

***

As always. Behind the work I immediately went to the room. My eyes look puffy. Than to be found out. I better hurry into the room.

"Reg." I did not want to respond, even though the mother's call sounded clear and strong, from the direction of the kitchen.

I knocked on my door so many times. I still don't want to come out from behind my door.

"Reg!" call mom again while knocking on my door so many times.

"Maybe she's sleeping" said Harry, and she stopped knocking on the door.

"Thankfully, Harry said that. So I don't want to keep knocking on the door. (**)