
Apparently, the two female plumbers were herded to the cashier by the security guard who is currently on duty.
Sinta and I, who are still standing in front of the cashier, saw what happened to Ambar and Veni at this time.
"Do you see me like that?!" said Ambar with both pairs of eyes glaring at me.
Sinta and I did not answer with a word, only that we both kept staring at the two of them until they stopped in front of the cashier.
"Sorry, Mom. You can settle the bill for the treatment that you both have done at our salon" said the cashier's employee very politely.
"He, you know!!. I have no intention of not paying all my medical bills and running away from here!!!, I am also here with money!!." cried mbAk Veni very loudly, saying, so that all visitors to this salon who are waiting for the queue immediately look towards him.
"Why do you look at me like that?!," said Veni with his wrath, as he realized that he was currently the center of attention in this salon.
"Originally you know!!! I am a close friend of the owner of this salon!!, so I can make you two who have humiliated me here, lost my job!!." threatened Veni to the guardians and the guards.
But the two of them were just silent, like they were not afraid of what Veni said.
"I will remember the faces of you two, because you have humiliated me in front of the crowd." Veni threatened. That's the wrong attitude mbak Veni that I don't like very much. He easily threatened the person below him. Even if they do nothing wrong.
"Pay all those bills soon, Ven. And soon we'll be living in this place. I am so ashamed of their bad treatment!!, I thought I was a poor man who could not afford to pay, what?!," said Ambar.
"My husband is a successful businessman, so I am very able to pay for all the care money that is not how much!!," said Mbak Ambar again with his bragging.
"Hmmm.... successful entrepreneurs? Hahahaha.." chirped Sinta. Like the words that Sinta said deliberately he said to mbak Ambar. Because he knew that Ambar's mother husband had another young wife, who was none other than Lidya my ex-sister-in-law. Who is currently Sinta's neighbor.
"What do you mean?!, do you not believe that my husband is a wealthy businessman?!," Ambar was very angry at Sinta's words.
"Trust me anyway." replied Sinta casually.
"Because your husband is rich, you have to be careful" said Sinta again.
"Indeed why should I be careful?!," asked Ambar with a ruffled waist and looked at Sinta.
"Yes, usually if the man is rich, it must be outside of having another dream woman." continued Sinta.
After saying, Sinta smiled as if mocking Ambar.
Dare to talk like that to Ambar. I admit, Sinta was never afraid that she was not wrong.
"Yuk Sarah we go home!," Sinta asked, then she pulled my hand. And I walked behind Sinta.
"He, Sarah!!!," call Ambar. I looked back at Ambar.
"I know, you must be laughing at me because of this incident, right?!!. Just so you know, I have a lot of money in here." said Mbak Ambar in a very loud voice while patting his bag.
Sinta and I who heard it, can only smile at Ambar's funny behavior.
Arriving outside the salon Sinta and I laughed out loud considering the behavior of Ambar and Veni mbak like a child.
"It's old but the behavior is still like an SD child." said Sinta.
And I just smiled at what Sinta said.
"I can't imagine how miserable you are to live in such a toxic environment, Sar." said Sinta while driving a car.
"Not to be imagined, Sin. If you imagine my failed home life. I'm sure you'll be even more afraid of going to the household." I said.
"But not all households will end up like mine. The proof is that there are still many other households that are fine and happy." I continued.
"It seems I too need the role of a man in my life" replied Sinta.
"On my own, I was able to finance my life and my parents in the village. I was afraid that the man who came to me, was not a good man and wrote to love me." said Sinta again.
It was Sinta's independence and success that made him have this kind of mind. And plus she knows my failed home life Samapi twice.
"You should never think like that, not all men are like mas Damar and mas Bima, Sin. There are still many good and sincere men out there." I told Sinta.
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"Assalamualaikum..," I say hello when the phone call is connected.
"What do you mean by selling the house without my consent, Sarah?!," Bima's voice was very loud and made my ears hurt.
"Why do I have to ask for your approval, ma'am?. What right do you have in that house?" I asked from a phone call.
"Yes obviously I still have rights with the house, because I am still your husband" said Bima with very high confidence.
"We are legally divorced in the eyes of religion, mas. So you're not my husband anymore. So now, hurry up and take care of our divorce in the religious court. So that we immediately officially divorce in the eyes of religion and country."
I have often asked Bima to immediately file a divorce lawsuit with a religious court. But Bima never paid attention to my words.
"If you are desperate to sell this house, I will make the buyer of this house not feel at home in this house." mencam mas Bima.
"And just so you know, I'm in this house right now. And we know what I've been doing in your house?, wait a minute, I'll send you this latest photo of your house." and then Bima turned off the phone unilaterally.
My mind also became unawares, afraid that Bima did recklessly in my house.
"Why Bima, Sar?" asked Sinta who might see anxiety on my face.