Sharing Love: My Preferred Husband

It's Not Dear

After Anjani recovers, Laila tries again to open her business that had been on strike. Honey, this time his efforts were not welcomed with smooth pieces, his merchandise was not sold and even lost.

Though that's the only capital that Laila has. It turned out that the competition was tight, Laila who had stopped for a few months was far behind. Every time he wanted to sell merchandise to every class, all refused because there was someone who had come earlier than him.

If he joined the Entrepreneurial Organization, of course he would be loaned capital and Laila could open another business. But soon the PKL will be held and Laila will no longer live in this school environment.

Laila who is not good at getting along does not have a broad relationship if not in the school environment. It will be difficult for him to gather customers and replace capital in a fairly short time.

When the time comes for PKL, Laila does not want to trouble parents. He asked his teacher to be placed in a company that can be carried using angkot.

Laila was placed in the CV Graha Khalinda, where telemarketers work. The atmosphere was crowded and there was even a small shop there. The average worker is female and also young.

'The rules are pretty-beautiful yes here, there are people who have husbands but still work.' Laila felt amazed, she smiled glancing towards the surroundings.

It has been 1 week he helped the work that was there. And Laila's job is to call, offer credit card manufacturing services to customers.

"Hey new boy!" Sahut someone who then disperse the murmur of Laila. He looked at Laila cynically, he looked like he was the oldest, about 27 years old maybe.

"City." Speak to someone who is a colleague.

"Don't go home if you haven't got 5 closings, yesterday only got three! You should get 10!" Continue again regardless of his friend's connection.

Maybe the sister rebuked me for seeing Laila just being quiet. Though Laila was unceasingly calling customers and earlier she muttered while listening to the waiting tone through her earphones.

Every time Laila is faced with a pile of hvs that are almost 5 cm thick. He combed and called one by one a list of customer phone numbers from top to bottom.

Not an easy thing, of the hundreds of numbers he called, he could only get at most 5 customers who were not necessarily going to be accepted by the center.

Uncertain, the number of customers he gets every day goes up and down. Sometimes Laila also heard that the customer data given to her is bad data, which is difficult to get the results.

'How do you want to get poor data? Why should I be equated with them, I'm still new.'

Laila is not a bank employee, customers ask a lot of questions that Laila does not know how to answer. Although he was taught, he needed a process.

That day Laila came home half 6, by the side of the road she was waiting for a completely invisible angkot. This is how if it is late afternoon, the angkot has stopped to pull the load.

Laila was confused as to what way she should go home. Sometimes there are still elves passing by, but the money Laila has is less if used to ride elves.

Every day Laila just brought the fare back and forth. In order not to starve, he brought his own provisions with a makeshift side dish. Sometimes also Laila did not go to PKL, yes, because he did not get the fare.

"Here Brother Anterin, he has to get a lot to not go home in the afternoon again." Fortunately, one of the workers offered her a motorbike ride.

Adwi just finished taking a shower after coming home from work. He saw Anjani lighting a wood stove in the kitchen next door, then he approached her.

"You lahiran tell people to anterin you, I won't come!" Adwi stood at the door.

Perhaps it was almost the month the child was born, Anjani who was sitting about to cook water was seen looking up to listen to the words of her husband.

Adwi said, he was busy working, if you take Anjani maternity of course he had to leave. Money is more important, work is still hard money, let alone not work. So thought Adwi.

"Hiks.. Hicks.."

Without saying, Anjani just started crying. Which wife does not want to be accompanied by her husband during the delivery process? Inwardly, Anjani knew, Adwi did not want this child.

Indeed, Anjani was only enough with 3 children. But God said another, and in this difficult state of his life, he would give birth to the 5th child.

"Smute cry! Disgust know!" Adwi Umpat.

"Why the hell is there in his work house on musingin mulu? No child, no mother, make me not feel at home!" Then he left on his bike.

Adwi did not think, what was done by Anjani all day. The house always looks chaotic. When he was about to rest and even just came home from work he was presented with the cries and screams of his children.

Rara often cries over Riki, and even the smallest little brother is very fussy. Not a day the atmosphere of the house was calm, even though Riki was in 2nd grade Junior High, but his behavior was still like a boy and still happy to play cars.

Laila who had just returned home through the kitchen saw Anjani sitting withered with a sob. Soon Laila approached him, he was afraid Anjani was harboring pain.

"Why Mah?" Laila asked so worriedly, she often heard her mother complain of pain in the abdomen.

"Your father, hiks.. He said he didn't want to give birth to Mom. P-padahan, Mamah never asked for anything with your father, hiks. Then, who's going to go there?" Said Anjani huffled, he must be enduring a very painful pain.

'You don't want responsibility why make children?! I'm tired of it too. Cuneiform!'

Laila was annoyed at the two. But he knew that Adwi was the person he should be most angry with. Anjani can get pregnant of course because he never continued the KB program, he never had a fee.

'Sok-sok an again tell go alone, is there a cost? If there is no money do not need *tetot* is, it wants to be good!' cetus Laila is back.

All the time, Adwi never prepared the cost of labor. At most when it is the day they are in a mess to borrow and add to the debt hole.

"Udah Mah, don't take that weird as that guy! Mama later let Ila anterin, do not cry mulu Mah, free, you will not care."

From the past, Anjani who was pregnant was never noticed and pampered. Instead, he was frustrated and allowed to do various heavy work. Many times Anjani complained of cramps in his stomach, but Anjani still strengthened him.