SECOND MAHLIGAI

Chapter 1 - The Struggle of Sasi

“Sas! stop!” the woman who became his customer.

“Here, Sister Dewi?”

“Iya, my customer here is waiting for him.nih,” money of 100 thousand plastered real in front of his face.

“Most!” reject it.

“Take it. I know you need a lot of money for capital ‘kan. dah take,” money pictured the proclamator was taken with a trembling hand. The words of gratitude he unceasingly uttered in the depths of his heart.

The woman named Goddess commented on the smile of seeing the hue of the woman's face in front of her was cheerful again. Not wanting to disturb the moment, he immediately went to enter a hotel that is quite luxurious in the area of Solo street which is already used to be the place where mbak Dewi met its customers.

With a burning heart, the red money he put into a small, worn wallet that had accompanied his journey to become a motorcycle taxi driver after he was divorced by his husband. If you remember, it has been almost 4 years he became a widow and a single parent for his only child, Aslan.

Not wanting to waste time, the two-wheeled vehicle he revived and began to revolve around the city of Yogyakarta where he began a new life after his divorce four years ago.

Almost an hour around and dropping off other customers, the beautiful woman stopped at a mosque to fulfill her obligations and rest for a while, after the incision he heard the call of the Adhan from one of the mosques he passed.

Aryani Sasmita's. The 30-year-old woman began to take off her shoes and entered the area where the woman was ablution to make the first step before she finally performed the four rakaat dzuhur prayer.

“Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.”

“Alhamdulillah.”

Sasi his nickname, this waist-deep woman began to raise her hands asking for forgiveness for all the mistakes she did intentionally or not. Not to forget he also asked that the heart and body are stronger in order to take care of himself and the child better.

“Amin!”

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Night at his residence. The contract he has rented for several years is crowded with friends of the child who is working on group assignments. Aslan who is quite famous for his intelligence is always used as a teacher for his friends who do not have intelligence like him.

“Podo knows ora?” (understand what, don't you?”)

“I'm all right, Lan!” said one of them while scratching his head that does not itch.

“Mangan wae anyway!”( keep eating!”)

Her friend named Candra was grinning like a horse, “cake your mother is delicious, unlike my mother!” behold.

Sasi who heard the babble of her children's friends just shook her head while laughing, seeing their innocence. Sometimes Sasi regretted taking Aslan away from his father, but if he saw Aslan always smiling and happy, he really did not want to return to the metropolitan city.

“I just want, Aslan happy.” Benak Sasi's.

Husband or more accurately ex-husband, although he has not legally divorced the man named Galih, but religiously they no longer have a relationship as husband and wife after the word talak spoken out loud from the lips of the man he adored and loved it.

Four years ago, after she found out that her husband's attitude changed because he secretly cheated on her to produce a daughter from another woman. Sasi who does not accept the behavior of abandonment and violence that is often done by the ex made him choose to step down and ask for a divorce. But unfortunately until now the husband still does not want to divorce her. Sasi who does not have the wealth that can be compared with the former chose to give up just to still be able to have Aslan. Because if Sasi asks for a legal divorce, the ex will file for custody of Aslan. And it's certain he'll lose.

“Tante, we say yes!” the loud voices of Aslan's comrades woke Sasi up from her daydream. He stepped up from his seat and moved his feet towards the living room.

“We say goodbye, yes Tan. It's night,” pamit them together.

“We go home yes, Lan.” Aslan the 8-year-old boy nodded and patted his friend on the shoulder asking them to be careful.

One by one they began to pedal their bicycles and drove to their respective homes not too far from the Aslan residence.

“Mah!” call Aslan.

“Why, Nak?”

“What, Mama does not look for another job, Not Mama graduated S1,” Aslan said.

Sasi the mother grabbed Aslan's hand and rubbed it gently, “Not not to be affectionate, but Mama is more comfortable like this, every day walking to and fro meet people who are diverse make Mama happy. What, you're ashamed of Mama's work?” sasi asked and immediately got a coil from Aslan.

“Mama's work is halal, not entitled not if Aslan is ashamed. From the work that Mama did from there Aslan could eat and go to school. It's just…

Sasi held Aslan in his arms, he knew not because of work or money generated not much, but Aslan thought about his health. He knows very well if the work of the mother is enough to drain energy.

“Just pray for Mama, and you study and teach well and actively, it is more than enough.”

Aslan nodded, and clutched his mother tightly. It's been almost four years now that he no longer knows about his father, not that he didn't find out. But every time he tried to contact his father, always got an answer that made his heart hurt. Even if he wanted to, Aslan could have asked for his right so that he could go to school and eat well every day, but every look at his mother who was tired after work made Aslan unbearable. If I had to leave my mother alone in this town. Because the conditions that his grandparents gave always made Aslan finally chose to give up and consider only his mother who he can now rely on.

***

The cock beside his contract was loud enough to deafen Aslan's ears. The 8-year-old boy looked for his alarm clock and saw what time it was.

“Jam 5.07.” murmured.

“Ha? 5 o'clock! geez!” Aslan was surprised and hurried to get up. He came out of his room to the bathroom to fetch water.

“Kok, Mama did not wake up anyway?” asked Aslan who passed by the mother in the kitchen.

“Meaning if you sleep do not cover his ears, Mama until tired of waking you!” upset the mother. Aslan who heard the reason his mother smiled foolishly felt guilty had blamed the mother for her own negligence.

The sasi who was cooking paid no heed to Aslan who was in a hurry. Last night Sasi who accidentally saw the child was still daydreaming until 12. Intentionally let Aslan wake up a little late because he knew that the child must still be sleepy.

Breakfast was served at the dining table, Aslan who was no longer able to compromise with his stomach which asked to be filled immediately widened his steps into the dining room leaving books still scattered on the table.

“Wah, Mama cook good today?” aslan asked as he gulped his saliva looking at the side dishes which were quite a lot.

“Not cooked well, this is all Aslan.” order

“Loh, Mama nerima order again?” ask Aslan, because it's been a long time that his mother did not receive a catering order like this.

“Alhamdulillah Mama no more capital. And this,” Sasi reached out her hand hand handing over the red sheet money to Aslan.

“What is this?”

“Pay your monthly money, for the next three months. Thank God the money you collect can make the catering capital again and can pay your monthly money at once,” Aslan took the money with full of happiness, he said, he was grateful for the next three months no longer need to be called by TU staff because he was late to pay tuition fees.