Second Woman

difference in fate

being a single parent is being lived by two young women who once shared a bed in one roof

Different fate.that's a word that is appropriate to describe the condition of both now.

Alika who since childhood used to live hard, hard,he knows what it's like to be in trouble and what it's like to make money for a bite of rice.because living in an orphanage is not as good as people imagine.they rely on donors who do not always make donations for the orphanage

While Dila who since childhood grew up with complete affection from both parents, and, although not from among the people but he never felt hunger since childhood.make him a woman who inevitably after adulthood more dependent on people on his side now he must be ready with the path of life he lived

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the day went by so quickly.

Dila who is pioneering his business feels the way in place.there is no meaningful progress while the cost of living in this day and age is not small. There is Albi who has gone to school while Thalia is another month should be the time to enter Kindergarten

"cakes..cakes...cakes....." Dila continued to shout around the row of houses where she usually peddled her merchandise cake

"cake...cue...cue...." almost half an hour no buyer at all.he did not despair, he kept shouting offer cake to everyone he met on the street... until at the end....

"take..cue.." shouted a woman who was about twenty-five years old.

immediately Dila approached the woman who was not far behind him

"what kind of cake do you want? Dila asked as she opened the lid of her cake basket and looked at all the types of cakes she was carrying

"wah many macemnya yes mbak.." said the woman.

"iya mbak "

"take me a layer cake, donuts.emmm what else yes.oh this is a mud cake right this"

"iya mbak it's potato mud cake "

"same risoles and its fried spring rolls yes mbak, three seeds each...."

Dila happily wrapped all the cakes of her buyer's order."the seller" Dila said as she put the money into the small bag she was carrying.

"membak can ask for his phone number.in a few days my mother's employer wants an event maybe he wants to buy a cake from his mother.." said the woman again while turning on her cellphone.

"oh yes mbak can.." afterwards Dila also gave her phone number to the woman who when asked by mentioning her name Dahlia.

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the next day at the same time as yesterday the woman named Dahlia was again waiting for Dila to buy more cake

"mbak... my mother's employer want to order a cake made by her mother, she said it tastes good.she wants to order doughnut, lumpia, risoles, omelet roll, omelet roll , ply and apem mbak each sixty seeds"

"a lot of mbak... do want any event mbak?" ask Dila enthusiastically

"save a hundred daily husband..and this is for his DP yes mbak the rest tomorrow if the cake has arrived at me, how could it be right?" dahlia asked to make sure that she handed over four pieces of red money to Dila

"can mbak...can, this is for tomorrow afternoon right?"

"yes, the show runs out of Maghrib but I ask that the cake is ready, yes mbak.. and one more I ask the cake is still fresh ya mbak not leftover cake.." said Dahlia while chuckling.

"iya mbak I make sure tomorrow afternoon the cake is still fresh new to make,.oh yes I deliver where the cake will be...."

"it's mbak green house that has a star tree.. tomorrow just go through the side yes mbak.. I'm there...." Dahlia pointed to the house not far from her house, just four houses away from Dahlia's house

"well mbak.. thanks for the order, tomorrow I deliver the ashar cake "

"what Dil three hundred and sixty seeds of cake.... Alhamdulillah" said Rini's mother when Dila said to get a cake order for tomorrow.he cupped his hands to his face

"tomorrow you sell what is not Dil.kan afternoon we have to finish this order" he said again.

"don't know also buk.. if I sell a little yes ma'am let's go home later "

the middle-aged woman rubbed Dila's shoulder "better tomorrow off first yes.we finish this cake order first, besides you are also tired right...once a day off is also not papa son...."

"yes buk. oh yes earlier thalia fussy no longer buk .." he asked as he circulated his gaze looking for the whereabouts of his little daughter

"yes that's how it is. Now he is in the bedroom probably sleeping, has not eaten since this morning.Mom and father have persuaded him but he still does not want to eat, he still does not want to eat, he said he did not like to eat the same clear vegetables and corn "said Rini lethargic mom, he was overwhelmed with the attitude of thalia very spoiled

"forgive me yes buk.it is also my fault used to spoil him, always obey his will without thinking tomorrow the wheel continues to spin" he rests his head on the shoulder of his mother who is beside him.

"yes it has also happened.You persuade there maybe he wants to eat, his stomach is not filled with rice just eat doughnuts just two out"

Dila also rushed to his daughter who was in the room, seen by him the princess was playing with her favorite Barbie doll

"mother.hore mother went home "the girl immediately shouted when she saw her mother enter the room.

"again what a pity.." he then took his daughter.

"play with Barbie Bun...."

"lia has not eaten yes..why baby do not eat with grandma...."

"not good.just vegetables no fish "

"there is a kok .. was the mother shopping tempe the same bakwan corn .. delicious you know.lia has not tried it"

The little girl then covered her mouth with both of her palms as Dila spoke earlier

"why is his mouth closed...."

"not good...."

"already tried.." the little girl mengeleng "take baby.it's good try later mother bribe "

"don't want.not good "pronounced thalia a little yell.

"continue to want what.want to go home with your father.ya already there go with your father,here let your mother take care of your clothes let your mother anter you to your father's house...." Dila who felt frustrated was accidentally yelled at thalia until her daughter was crying in fear

"Lia wants to be the same mother.." said Thalia in her tears.

"if lia wants to be the same mother yes nurut .. do not be like this continue "

Ms. Rini and Pak adji who heard Dila screaming immediately went into Dila's room.pak adji and held the frightened crying thalia, meanwhile, Rini's mother hugged her daughter's body which also shook violently holding her chest tight

"istighfar Dila... istighfar. what are you doing, look at your child until scared like this" said Rini slowly as she continued to gently rub Dila's shoulder.

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