SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Fighting Alone

Thiiiins....

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The sound of the Mas Damar horn shocked my sleep, I saw the clock on the wall of the room was already 1 in the morning. I rushed out to open the door.

Ceklee....

I opened the door, and Damar got out of the car. It looks like Lidya also just got off the car with a makeup that is so shabby. Maybe the two of them are tired from too much work in the office.

"Sarah, make some warm tea huh, mas?," I asked as I took the Mas Damar briefcase out of his hands.

"No, I just took a break. Because I am tired" replied Damar.

"If you are Lid?, would you like to make warm tea?" I said as I turned my head toward her.

"No need to mbk, Lidya is also very sleepy", he replied by yawning.

Mas Damar entered the room, went straight to the bathroom. Sounds like she's cleaning up, I'm preparing pajamas for her.

"It's a mas" I thrust out the pajama suit I just picked up from the closet.

After changing clothes, Mas Damar threw himself.

"Yes, Sarah. Tomorrow I have a job out of town" he told me.

"How many days, ma'am?."

"Maybe a week."

"Old kok mas? Isn't it tomorrow Saturday? Usually the office is off," I ask slowly.

"You know the office world?!! You're just a high school graduate, so don't be pretentious!!," he replied rather sternly and with a look of contempt.

"You don't think weird, I'm out of town with Lidya too" he continued.

"Don't look for a fuss!!!, he said as he slept turning his back on me.

There was no intention in this heart to look for a commotion. I'm just afraid of Damar soy sauce. But why lately mas Damar looks too sensitive.

But I don't mind, with Damar and Lidya out of town. I'm getting free to run my business. If it's your mom's business, it's easy. Because my mom never went into the kitchen at all.

I close my eyes, I did not waste this little time to rest. Because at 3 am I also have to wake up again, to prepare the orders that have entered.

The phone's alarm went off, and I got up and cleaned my face in the bathroom. Looks mas Damar still slumbering with smooth snoring.

Don't waste a long time, I'm going to the kitchen. I have to race against time. To make everything run smoothly.

After all the orders and dishes for breakfast were ready, I saw the clock was still at half 6 a.m. I took the time to take a shower, before building the mas Damar.

For order taking, I set it at the same hour. It was to reduce my mother's suspicion. After the shower, there is still time to relax. If mama wasn't home my life could be this relaxing. I used this time soon for food promos on Facebook and WhatsApp.

There was a notification from Facebook. I saw one by one it turns out there were some comments from my customers yesterday. Everyone commented that my cooking was delicious and many liked it.

I am so grateful that my cooking is accepted on the tongues of my customers. This made my cooking spirit grow.

I went to the room to see Mas Damar, it turns out mas Damar was awake and already in the bathroom. Preparing clothes for her was already one of my duties, from the beginning we got married first.

"Sarah!!, please pack my clothes. At 8 I have to leave." said Mas Damar telling me.

"Yes mas," I took a suitcase and some clothes belonging to Mas Damar and I put them one by one.

"The breakfast is ready, mas," I said when I saw that Damar had finished bathing and changed clothes.

And he went out of the room to the dining table. It looks like Lidya is ready to go.

Now they both leave town. And I'm home alone.

"It's time for me to be creative, you can definitely succeed Sarah," I said.

I prepare all the orders that will be taken by the subscription ojol-ojol my customers. I put it all on the porch, because it's gonna be pick-up time soon, and I've asked my customers to be on time.

No need to wait for long all orders ludes not restless.

"Alhamdulillah, for today's fortune." I said softly as I held onto the money I got today.

I walked into the house and I said the wall clock in the living room was 10 p.m., but mom still didn't come home. And I took the initiative to send a message to ask her whereabouts.

But suddenly my stomach hurt a lot. The taste is not surgical at all and simultaneously out clear white fluid from the birth canal.

I groaned in pain and cried out for help, but what power there was in the house no one. And this housing complex I live in includes an elite housing complex. The environment is so quiet, because no one socializes with other neighbors.

Life here is not like living in a village, whose social spirit among neighbors is still held in high esteem.

Immediately I ordered a gocar, because I want to wear an ojek like I can't.

Fortunately, I currently hold my sale money for two days, so I do not need to be confused to pay the cost of gocar.

Arriving at the hospital, I was directly in the bopong several nurses and escorted by a gocar driver. Looks like he's watching me feel pain alone no husband or relatives who deliver.

After I lay in the IGD, I tried calling Mas Damar. I called a few times but there was no answer. I tried to call Lidya, not picked up even my phone was turned off.

I called Damar again, hoping he'd pick up my phone. But what power, the number is no longer active.

Disappointed, that's what's in my heart right now. When I was fighting to bet my life to give birth to both of us, she wasn't there beside me.

Want to contact the mother in the village, it will add to the burden of his mind. Besides being far away to come here, later he will ask about Mas Damar and his family. I still can't tell my mom and dad everything.

Sinta, yes Sinta. I remember mom saying that Sinta now works in the city. Who knows now he's not busy, because it's Saturday. Usually on Saturdays all offices are off.

It was lucky that mother gave me Sinta's number, so I can contact her now.

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"Hello,,, who is this?," asked Sinta from a phone call.

"Assalamualaikum, Sinta? it's me Sarah. You remember me, don't you Sin?" asked from the phone.

"Vaalaikumsalam, O God Sarah. You finally called me. I deliberately left my number yesterday to my aunt, so you can contact me. How are you, Sarah?."

"Alhamdulillah I am good Sin. How can I ask you for help?" I asked carefully because it was not good to contact him because there was a button.

"Say Sarah, don't hesitate. You're my best friend." Answer Sinta.

"Now that I'm in the hospital, I'm going to give birth. But my husband has a job out of town. Can you please accompany me here? there's no way I'm asking mom here, but the distance is too far sin" I told Sinta.

"O God Sarah, how you are. I'm sorry, but I can't help you either. I also have a job outside the city, off the island to be exact. This is not a job about the office. But you know yourself, I'm just innate. If the boss talks, what can I do?. Again forgive me Sarah," said Sinta regretfully.

"Yes Sinta, it's okay. I'm sorry I interrupted your work time" I said. And the call was cut off.

"Maybe you have to fight alone to give birth to you, son." I said softly with tears dripping down.

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