Sharing Love: My Preferred Husband

Laila Work

"Ila, what's wrong with you?"

Be in the classroom and Business Accounting lessons are underway. Eva's mother, who is a teacher and homeroom teacher, saw Laila was just pensive. He didn't move a bit and his eyes looked empty.

Getting a question from Master Ma'am, instead of answering, Laila even shed her tears. He immediately tried to wipe away his tears that would not stop at all to come out.

"Why are you crying?" Ask Bu Eva again who then walked over to Laila.

"What the hell, ma'am, I'm fine." Laila said she did not want to prolong the atmosphere.

All eyes were immediately on Laila, while Miss Eva asked Laila to come out with her. Laila came along, she sat in front of the class together with Miss Eva.

"You why Ila? What's the matter? I see the more here your value is getting worse, even though you are his son pinter, before your achievement was also good, but how is it now so gini?" Bu Eva asked her student's son.

Laila is one of the brightest students, although quiet and not very active, but she is a smart student, she always gets a class rank. But since the 11th grade, Laila's achievements increasingly decreased, he also often skipped school without explanation.

"I'm kasian with Mamah Ma'am, hiks.. Hix.. Father rarely gives a living for the family, he even plays not clear, while my sisters are also many." Laila was clear to the point.

After the incident that night, until now Adwi's attitude has not changed. He still often gambled and made his family abandoned. Anjani always considers every thing in a natural word, maybe because he wants to maintain his household.

It is not Anjani who is hurt, Laila who feels pained to see her mother's tough attitude. Laila believes, Anjani would want to live happily with a husband who has an attitude of responsibility.

"You have to do business so you can help your mother." Said Miss Eva lightly.

'How can I try to ntar Father who is calm and increasingly unconscious.' Inner Laila was upset.

Laila doesn't want to be the way she used to be, paying for her own school fees. And again now, Miss Eva seems to have Laila become the backbone of the family. Of course it's not Laila's job, it's not her duty.

"Yes, Mom."

With no intention of doing business, Laila agrees to end the conversation quickly. For her, this conversation was just a waste of time, because even Ms. Eva did not understand what Laila really felt.

Time after time, there remained no significant positive changes from Laila, family circumstances made Laila more dizzy. And Laila now looks more dreamy.

Even when Anjani left her youngest child to go to the stall, Laila just sat quietly while crying. His youngest brother was abandoned and from that time Anjani did not want to leave his son again to be taken care of Laila.

Up to 2 years passed and Laila had graduated from vocational school.

"Well, I want to work here, the list goes through school, so I'm most likely to be accepted. The cost is equal to 600 grand."

Laila showed a vacancy from PT on her mobile screen. PT it is a textile factory and Laila is very interested in it, he really wants to work there especially in the sewing-sewing section.

"Work doesn't have to go far, but in Bu Yeyet's shop, he's speeding workers." Adwi.

In hindsight, it was unlikely that his parents would easily modelled him to go to work at PT. Laila thought, she had to raise money first in order to set out on her own.

Hearing Laila's words, Anjani and Adwi felt disbelief. But Laila kept saying yes and then Adwi told Bu Yeyet. He said that tomorrow will come straight to the store.

The next day, Laila went straight to Bu Yeyet's store hoping she would be accepted.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Laila came in and said hello, she saw Bu Yeyet's husband sitting at the cashier's table.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullah." Answer Bu Yeyet's husband, Mr. Shafiq his name.

Laila reached out, bending her face over the back of Mr. Shafiq's hand.

"Sir, said the Father here again speeding workers huh?" Ask Laila nicely.

"Oh yes Neng, Neng Adwi's daughter huh? Go straight to the kitchen, clean up, wash the dishes with the glass." Mr. Shafiq's orders indicate the direction of the kitchen.

Laila nodded happily, then she walked back towards the kitchen. He hung up the sling bag that he brought and then immediately cleaned up the messy kitchen. Before long, a woman who was Mr. Shafiq's son-in-law came to the kitchen.

"Who? New worker Neng?" Ask Rini, look at Laila. He is also a worker here.

"Yes Tea." Laila was washing the dishes.

"What time is it?"

"Hour 6 Tea."

"Tomorrow it must be morning, 5 o'clock, because cook rice."

"Ohh, yes Tea, I had breakfast first so here it was a little afternoon. Tomorrow breakfast is more parti deh hehe tea..."

"It's good that way."

Rini walked away. Laila felt a bit awkward while talking to Rini earlier. Rini's tone seemed cold, but Laila immediately put away her bad thoughts, this was the first time she had chatted with Rini.

After finishing the kitchen, Laila was told to sift the rice husk. He said it was for chicken feed, Laila sifted the husk half a large sack.

"Neng, the ingredients are already in the kitchen, you just cook. Can you?" Rini comes over to Laila.

"Booking is Tea too? I can have tea, but I'm afraid it's not good." Laila answered still sieving the husk.

"Oh, cook it like that. Now you cook first, 9 o'clock must be done."

Laila returns to the kitchen with Rini. Vegetables, cob fish, and eggs are the ingredients of the cuisine. Rini told Laila to cook the menu she asked for.