Same Marriage as Duda

Neighbor Whispers

For the umpteenth time, I heard mother-mom conversations at the compound. Who talks about mom's life.

They called my mother, Mak Egi. Because she's using a nickname with my name, Regina.

"He used to be a rich man. The tajir man's. But, mana. Now the evidence is alive too. Living in a simple house. Lest she was just ngayal aja, ever be the mistress of a dirty man." Those are the words of the conversation of the mothers who have no work.

***

Go home. Kubanting room door. Then I fell in the room. I was so upset to hear the topic of my mother's conversation this afternoon.

I don't accept my attitude. Mom immediately initiated me. Ask me why I was being so rude.

"Why are you slamming the door of the room." asked the mother as she pulled my big toe.

Because I'm cute, mom tried to grab my ear. I screamed with as much energy as I could in pain.

I who had been lying down, was forced to justify my position, sitting while hugging the bolster.

"Where are you! Back and forth wear slamming doors all. You think I'm who you are. I am your mother. Appreciate a little why!" said mother, with a snarling tone.

"No story. Stories aren't. Confused story.

"Bismillah may I dare to tell what is to mother," I said in my heart.

"Hey! Mom wants to know! Why with you. Why are you so delinquent now!" tanyanya while throwing a slap on my cheek. I cried for a moment too. I feel like my cheeks are burning. Because of the mother's slap so strong.

"You're I think a satanic patch. The proof is that you are now a big-time thief!" said mother.

"I want to ask. When do you realize. Stop not stealing. If you are not aware too. Would you like to be beaten by the masses, if one day caught by the crowd?!" ask mom keep nyerocos herself.

"There's a reason why I did that. Ma'am." My story to mom.

"What a reason!!" snapped it.

Feelings, I seem to have said the other day. Mom is said to have been a real person," I said, outspoken to mother.

"Lho keeps you emotional? Getting angry? And you keep stealing? Stupid you are a person" said the mother, with emotion.

"Silent. That's enough. Do not pay back the actions of the bad guys. Let God do it."

"Section. Why are you this yes. Take care of the affairs of parents. You were a kid. Not 17 years. Why do small children interfere in the affairs of parents!" firm mom fiery.

"I don't want to have someone ugly mom."

"Let's go, those guys are ugly moms. Mom is no problem. So, from now on, we don't have to be bullied if you're being cheated on by people." mother's message to me.

I passed from in front of my mother. Go into the room, then fall.

***

"Listen, the blond kid said he worked at Ucok Baba huh?"

"Yes. Why Ucok Baba accepts work. Don't be afraid if the stuff gets stolen."

I overheard that conversation while they were shopping at Ucok Baba's stall. I just happen to not show myself in front of them. But I heard the conversation clearly.

Neither of them knew I was near them. Yeah, I stuck in the bathroom.

"If it's not wrong. That's Garin's mom." guess me from the bathroom.

"Regina!" yelled Ucok Baba, calling.

I heard, Ucok Baba shouts. But I intentionally didn't answer. Later if the two mothers leave from Ucok Baba's shop.

"Where's that one slave. Work but not clear!" baba's murmur faintly reached my ears, even though I was in the bathroom.

A few minutes later, after the two mothers had left, I just came out of the bathroom.

"yes Om. I'm sorry that I was in the toilet sick with my stomach." I said, ngaku himself, though not yet asked Ucok Baba.

"Hmmmmm. Substantial. Called from earlier, just shut up." Om Uchok Baba is just nagging.

"Yes Om again konsen in the bathroom," selorohku joking.

"Yes, he's working again. Tidy up the things on the shelf, which are messy." he ordered.

"Oh yes if you want to go back, today is okay. Old date too. Our stall is a little quiet. Be aware. People aren't on payday yet." added Uchok Baba, seriously.

"Yesss. Can you go back to the spit, Om? But cut pay later, huh?" I asked, before I left the Uchok Baba.

*yes. Cut 50 grand!" say Uchok Baba looks very serious.

"It's not Om. Regina's back to normal. As per the working hours that apply." I said to cancel the intention to return the chipset.

"Kidding. No pay cut, though. Coincidentally Oom same house people want to play to the house of the child. So I'm gonna close the spout." obviously.

"Fucking basics! Gaek men. His work imprank people." I grumbled in my heart. But, at last I was excited, because I was given a quick turning chance.

Without much questioning. I immediately said goodbye to Uchok Baba.

"Yes already Om. Regina's back, see you tomorrow" I said, rushing out of her stall.

"Yes. Tomorrow don't be late again ya come to the stall." message, and I just nod my head, sign I agree what Uchok Baba said.

***

Arriving home, I fell for a while. Not yet at 16:00 wib. There's still an hour of downtime. At 17:00 wib, I'll take a shower.

"Regina. Here's a minute!" yelled mom from the kitchen.

"Help mom here. Create an event tomorrow."

It's too bad to be told to help cook.

"Reg!" mom shouted again, and I was still lazy to move into the kitchen.

"Regina. Help mother. There's an event tomorrow. This is for fry potato sauce. Please peel the potatoes" said mom and I were still cute.

Until I finally felt heavy. Closed eyes.

"Wake up.....This maghrib. Any girl can sleep in the Maghrib" said the mother who tried to wake me up.

"Oh my goodness.this is a very lazy boy. There shower. Maghrib Prayer. We keep eating together. Mom was cooking fried chili ati potatoes. Your favorite food." Mother kept shaking my body, until I was fully awake and immediately awake.

"Wait a minute, ma'am. Still sleepy this heavy." I said, negotiating.

"No. What the fuck. Lazy girl boy. Maghrib-maghrib has no sleep. Wake up!" mom snapped, pulling my big toe.

"Ouch. Sick tau," I shouted as my mother continued to tug at my big toe.

Not only that. My pillow was taken too.

"Wake up!" The impact is stronger.

Because of that, I had to wake up. My head still feels heavy. My body is still demanding its rights, still wanting to collapse, an hour or two.

"Shower there! Uh this is even moving on the living room couch. Take a shower!" mother orders again, still upset to see me move sleeping position on the living room sofa.(.***)