Stay with me, Ken!

You Need to Remember!

"Hour 09.00 WIB, the new father came down from his room. So you have to prepare breakfast at least five minutes in advance. Don't ever show yourself when he's eating,"

"Good, Mom,"

"After he left the dinner table, you could just clean it up. If Monday, Wednesday and Friday he drops early, at 07.00 WIB for sports in the GYM room. Prepare a small towel, socks and shoes. Do not forget the warm water in the Tumbler size of 1 liter. Just put it on the couch in front of the TV,"

Ken mangosteen, his hand kept recording all his mother's explanations so that he could remember his duties well for the next 40 days.

"After breakfast, he will read the newspaper. Prepare the newspaper on the terrace and herbal water in the front gazebo, next to the fish pond. Usually he will spend his time there until 10:00 WIB.

"herbal water or rhizome?"

"A type of herbal concoction for health glahan. The recipe and schedule are already in the kitchen set. I stick it in there,"

"Oh, yes. Which is kind of like ustad in IG. I know!" Ken again recorded this point in his task notes.

"See, I don't understand that. Mother loaded the potion based on the notes made by her. It was also only about 2 years ago. All this time he only drank warm water," said the mother while shrugging both shoulders. He did not know what IG meant, ala-ala mentioned his son.

"Eat day and night?" ask Ken then.

"If there is no special request, whatever is served he will. The important thing is not too salty and greasy. He also does not like the type of cooking that is coconut milk. All food should be warm. Never serve the same menu. He didn't like that the most. Lunch after dhuzur and dinner after Isya,"

"It's so finicky,"

"No, the same clear vegetable tempe fried also want the origin of warm and freshly cooked,"

"Mom better make a menu list, so that I am not confused to arrange it,"

"There is, baby. It's all in the kitchen set at the bottom. Small shelf on the right side,"

"His personal clothes must be washed manually, he does not want to use the washing machine. Take dirty clothes when he is reading the newspaper, every day. Clean his room. Change seprey every three days. Well if you seprey etc can you wash using a machine. Today I've changed the seprey, so do the next two days,"

"Yes, Mom. What else am I supposed to do?"

"If you have prepared a meal, you can do your duties because as long as mother goes Mr. Parman will clean this room, including nypu and mopping. He is a gardener and a confidant of the father. He took care of this house long before he lived by its owner"

"Oh, so I just take care of her meals and needs, including cleaning her private room every morning,"

"Yes, Son. You're compensating him because he knows you're in college,"

"Good, Mom. What else do I have to remember,"

"He doesn't like noise. So do not let your habit of singing while cooking or in the bathroom sound. Remember that, yes! If you want to hear music or watch television in the room there is also,"

"All right,"

"And, if you want to go to college, leave a message on the door of his room or at the dinner table. Never tell her straight,"

"Remember what you ordered earlier. I've been working 10 years in Jakarta, which is enough for your meals and school fees. Since working in this house our lives have been better. Although his existence was quite mysterious, but he was a good person. Mother followed all her rules as long as she did not break the rule of law and she seemed quite happy with the results of her mother's work. For that he still maintains the mother works here and gives very large rewards. Keep her trust. We still need this job to sustain life,"

"Good, Mom. Ken will remember mom's message well. Didn't you introduce me to your boss?"

"He didn't ask for it. When I let you into this house and replaced my mother's duties during Umrah, she didn't mind. If there's anything you want to ask, just call Mr. Parman,"

"Oh.., uh.....,"

"Mom doesn't know exactly. Five years of work here we rarely communicate,"

"Do you know her job?"

"No, Son. Mom doesn't know anything. All day long he was at home with the routine I mentioned. In addition to Mr. Parman and Mother, there was Mr. Bram who often came and met him. 2 To 3 times a week. What they're talking about, you don't want to know either,"

Ken was getting creepy listening to his mother's explanation. How can he work with people who always close themselves to the outside world. Even her identity is not known.

"What if it turns out that the employer is a drug dealer or a fugitive? Could he have a contagious disease?. Hi. ...," Ken shuddered even more.

But his suspicions were not revealed to his mother. She knew her mother would not understand this if she expressed her concerns. At the very least, all this time his mother had not caught anything strange in this house and this big boss was quite loyal to his employees.

Mother got up from the side of the bed, she walked towards the small sideboard in her room. Unlock the small drawer and show her daughter something.

"Shopping money and other home necessities are here. Usually, at the beginning of each month you always put money on the dining table. If last month's money still remains unreported, he doesn't need that report. All the notes of the mother's production were written in this book even though it was never requested,"

"Is the money enough?"

"More than enough, even the rest of the spending money from the beginning of working mothers remain mothers save. It's in this envelope. Looks like it's tens of millions already, mom never counted it,"

"Why didn't you wear it or give it back to her?"

"If mother wear it's not our right, she never gives it to mother. I told you about this, but she just kept quiet,"

"Squeen!"

"Whenever the circumstances, obviously we can live a decent life after mom works for him. You can also go to a good college,"

"Yes, Mom. Keny understands!"

Ken approaches his mother who is still standing on the side of the sideboard, hugging the woman who has taken care of him and raised him like her own child. Women who are so sincere pour out affection that can not be counted.

"I'll take the place of my mother's duty here. Pray quietly. I wish I could graduate this year and work again soon,"

"Yes, Son. I will surely pray for you. You're all I have in this world,"

The two women of different ages hugged. Pretty long. They were unceasingly thanking each other. Stare at each other and wipe away tears from each other. That night so haru, Miss Ros will leave her daughter and leave her job as a domestic assistant in this house during her worship.

"Let's go to sleep! After dawn the mother had to leave," the middle-aged woman immediately headed to her bed. She lay her body on the left side of the bed, leaving a portion of it for her daughter.

Although intended as a maid room, the room occupied by her mother is quite spacious. The mattress is enough for two people, the following cabinets and other equipment is quite luxurious. This room was wider than the contract he currently occupied.

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