Second Woman

don't mbak....

"Don't mbak Alika, I beg you. I can without mas Galang.

"but there's a right to have Dila and the children there, at least think about albi and thalia...."

"i can still be without mas Galang mbak...."

"it's fine if Dila refused. sorry mbak farewell that happened between you guys must also be because I'm right...." Dila flinching, she turned her eyes straight ahead unwilling to meet the eyes of Alika

"the destiny of God no one knows...."

"i also apologize to you, said Alika, if I had refused to marry her in the past, you might still be together today and I wouldn't have felt this kind of heartache "

"take Dila regret....????, why should I regret mbak, Allah is almighty to flip the hearts of men, when it comes to happiness there will also come sorrow, as well as meetings.when there will be a farewell..... we are the same widows who have felt divorced and also lost, if you think funny too" said Alika while laughing at herself

"yes, yes, mbak...."

"actually there are still many things that I want to talk about with you mbak Dila but this is also night.fear of children mbak Dila looking" he said while looking at the clock on his wrist.

"yes, I'm afraid Thalia is fussy, she's still not too adaptable to the situation" a sad voice sounded from the mouth of the mother of two children.

"wait a minute yeah.." without waiting for Dila's answer, Alika immediately went into the house to pick up something.

Not long after that Alika returned to the terrace with a white row of four in her hand

"this baby take it home yes." he said giving the bushel to Dila.

"what's this mbak...."

"not what, this is for the home. please accept this sustenance mbak "

"thank you, Ms. Alika." he said while accepting the bushel.

"bicycle mbak Dila let it be here alone. his return later let dianterin Leo temenku.." bargained Alika while turning his eyes into the place where leo was momong Anaya.

"let me go home alone mbak.." she refused.

"this is the night mbak..biar dianterianterin Leo, tomorrow the holiday was not necessary to sell..I see mbak Dila seems tired...."

"look at tomorrow...."

Alika soon passed to meet Leo, the man whose age had just stepped on the head of the three did not refuse Alika's request to deliver Dila

Finally, Dila and Leo were equally pleased with the residents of the house in Alika's house, there was mbok sum, Dahlia and Ferdi her husband Dahlia

no doubt Leo opened the car door for Dila, then after that he entered the car on the side of the steering wheel

On the way to Dila's house, the mother of two children just said the direction of the road to his house.... as hard as he could bear so that the clear circle did not drip in front of the person who was now driving the car next to him

"turn..this turns where.." asked leo when he saw in front of him there is a fork in the road. Dila mute.ia daydreaming.

"mbak... mbak.." finally Leo patted Dila's shoulder slowly.

"why yes mas.." asked Dila a little cynical, because he felt that Leo was not polite to have touched him.

"oh..turn right mas"

Leo turned his steering wheel to the right following Dila's instructions, before Dila even pointed to a house for them to stop

"thank you, my mom...."

"yes... same the same as. sorry that earlier, I had called but you were daydreaming" said Leo as he scratched his head that might not itch.

"oh that. I also apologize," said Dila then opened the car door and went down from there.

In front of the house Dila was lined with his mother and father, not to miss thalia and also albi waiting for him there

Pak adji and Bu Rini looked at Dila's face which looked a little damp, as well as a bushel that he carried in his right hand

"old mother.kok, that's what ..." asked Albi then approached the mother.

Given a bushel that feels a little heavy content to Albi "this is sustenance son.ayo we open inside" he said then embrace both shoulders his son while walking into the house.

Leo did not drive his car until he saw everyone enter the house

Ms. Rini immediately opened one by one the structure of the bushel, the net was rounded when a white envelope was in the lowest row arrangement

"what is this Dil.kok like money" Rini mom immediately gave the envelope to Dila, while the children enjoyed the food brought by Alika...

Ting

A message came in on his green app

(it's to change tomorrow mbak Dila do not need to sell first. rest your body for a while mbak..

(do not think negatively about the money.just assume we start making friends like we used to... Alica)

Dila smothered his mouth in disbelief, immediately he opened the white envelope with twenty pieces of red money in it

"two million.... The money from whom Dil is that much, did not you just deliver the cake, then it" said Rini when she saw Dila counting rupiah in the envelope, his brain was filled with questions about what happened to his son after delivering the cake

Previously Dila had sent a message to her mother through a chat that she was asked to help arrange food at the house of the person who ordered cake to her

"tomorrow Dila buk... Dila is tired of wanting to rest.oh ya buk tomorrow I take a holiday first sale ya.." said Dila as he stood up and began to move towards his room.

Miss Rini who was dissatisfied with Dila's answer immediately followed her daughter's steps

"you why son... are you sick.." Rini's mom sat her butt on the side of the bed with Dila, she kept looking at her daughter's face looking for answers from there.

"huhuhuhu.." at last his defense collapsed, he laid his body on his bedroom bed, no matter his mother who kept asking him questions.

Her cry broke when she saw the difference in her fate with Alika...

they both left Galang but in fact Alika was more fortunate. whereas he was like a nelangsa who had to bathe every day for a bite of rice for him.

"why...why should I.why should I...yes Allah why are you unjust.." lirih Dila interjected with tears, even the crying did not subside even though the mother tried to strengthen it