
"Mas, there's something I want to talk to you about" Amanda said, visiting Ashraf in the living room that night. Ashraf was busy in front of his laptop.
"Just tell me what's going on." replied Ashraf, while continuing to focus on his laptop.
"My mother and father are in need of money. Who else do they ask for help but me. There is no one else I can ask for money except you. Because you are my husband. I only asked for 3 million dollars to send to my parents. They're blind now." Amanda told Ashraf's husband.
Ashraf was focusing on his laptop. Now it's stopped its activity for a moment.
Ashraf tries to digest Amanda's words asking for money to send to her parents.
Ashraf seemed to take a deep breath. And a moment later he turned and looked at his wife.
"You know what my finances are like. And you also know what my pay slip is. I don't take much from my salary. I've given everything to you. To pay for the rent of this house and our daily needs. And you also know if I still have any dependents on my son Jasmin. It's not that I don't want to help your parents. But you should also know my financial situation. That's all I'm prioritizing right now. I don't have that kind of money to give to your parents, so I'm sorry. I can't help you yet." Ashraf told Amanda.
"It's not nearly a month of overtime. There must be some overtime. I've never asked for more money before. Just this time I asked for money to give to my parents. During this time mas always go home at ten, sometimes until twelve, even once at one in the morning. I think I have more money. And I just want to ask for that money to help my family's economy." Amanda insisted.
Hearing that, Ashraf became a little emotional. Because, Amanda has started to be sassy and insistent.
"Amanda, don't you still have another brother. Why didn't your parents ask for your other brother. Why are you the only one who is asked for help. Your brothers are richer than us, they should be more helpful. Not that I don't want to help. It's just that our finances are not stable right now."
"The thing is they don't want to know about the condition of my parents."
"Sorry, I can't help you yet."
"For this time use Jasmine's money first. Emily must have understood." said Amanda. Amanda's words made Ashraf shocked. Because the noble wife dared to discuss the living money for her son, Jasmine.
"I told you, I can't Amanda. And you should never even bring up my son's living money. I'll still give it to Jasmine as per the date of each month. Because a living for her is also a priority and important to me."
"Jasmine will not be lacking. Her mother was more than satisfied. You should have explained to Emily that your room actually cannot afford to pay the living money that is almost 5 million every month. And the money for Jasmine alone is already half of your salary. If you are heavy with that much money. You should not have to force it if the money for Jasmine is too big and can not afford. You can give half of it. Our needs are much more important mas." said Amanda, with a little vent of his emotions about money.
According to Amanda. He had been patient enough with Ashraf's finances as if he did not prioritize his household needs.
Amanda knows, Emily has a big salary and they are also comfortable living. He lives in Ashraf's house, which he left behind for his son and ex-wife.
"Mas, I am now my husband. We have our own home. I should have thought of that too. We also need to prioritize our homes. I know I still have an obligation to support your daughter. But we also cannot ignore our needs. I know I'm obligated to give Jasmine a living. The problem is that sometimes you focus too much on your child's needs. Even though far from it, we who are in a state of fitting this also need more money. Not just to pay rent and eat. If you die looking for more just for your son, where for me, where for us."
"Enough Amanda!" ashraf.
"I don't feel like I'm enjoying our marriage at all" Amanda said.
"Stop!"
Ashraf now cast a sharp glance towards Amanda.
"You have the courage to say that to me. You have exceeded your limits." said Ashraf, looking at Amanda with a sharp gaze.
"Sorry, if I'm not polite. I just want to know how I feel. These few months. Always go home in the morning. Home is just for sleeping and resting. It's just work, work and work. I don't think about me and rarely ask questions at home. Mas always think how can keep the ration of children mas with a large enough nominal. How can you give me more money if you're always his priority. But she still has her mother. Why don't you just tell me if your finances aren't what they used to be. Even I for 6 months willing to only be given half of the salary. Compared to Jasmine. The reward that Jasmin gave me was far greater than the money I gave."
"Enough Amanda, I said enough. Don't take my ex-wife in any of our debates. Never compare yourself to my daughter."
"Remember mas, mas already has no relationship with his ex-wife mas. I only have a relationship with Jasmine."
"Go to your room or I'll leave this house now. Don't say another word. Because I'm angry with you now. Go to the room!" exclaimed Ashraf, who then pointed his index hand towards the room. Which hints Amanda to go to the room.
I know my husband is angry right now. Amanda then stood up and stepped into the room.
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