The CEO's Pro-Daster Girl

Bullying

The sun began to greet the surface of the earth, starting a new day. The hustle and bustle of humans begin their morning activities. Siska was no exception, a one-child woman, who had recently given up her widow status. Even if everything happens accidentally. God does have a unique and unexpected way of meeting us with someone.

Siska rolled her hair. Although still very sleepy. However, Siska was eager to prepare breakfast for her husband. Tama's still on night shift duty in the ER so, she'll be home in the morning. Siska's working hours are almost the same, only the difference is that Siska comes home at three in the morning.

Siska stepped into the kitchen. Opening the empty refrigerator. There is only mineral water and a few snacks, not suitable for breakfast. Go back to the room to get his wallet.

"What cooking is it?" Siska asked herself. He had not learned much about cooking, and Tama never complained about it.

Several times Siska had time to cook for Tama, and her husband always said it was delicious. Before exiting Siska peeked at Naoki and Bu Sari in the room, the two were still asleep. Siska smiled slightly and continued her steps.

The cold morning air was bone-chilling. Siska sighed while stroking her arms, agr feeling warmer.

It didn't take long for Siska to reach the mobile vegetable shop.

"What do you cook mba? still complete! there are fish, chicken, meat, shrimp, complete mba," said the vegetable maker while staring at his wares.

"Still confused" replied Siska.

"God.. Mba, cook it confused. Stay oseng oseng, seplang seplung ceres," said the vegetable.

Siska just smiled and went back to sorting out the various vegetables that were in front of her. Siska saw there were carrots that looked fresh he also took some. Not long after the mother of another mother began to arrive for shopping.

"Eh, Mba Siska tumben morning shopping kayak gini," said one woman in a condescending tone.

"Yes Ma'am," answered Siska briefly, Siska turned to the mother for a moment, smiling. Then Siska again chose vegetables.

"Very short Mba the answer," ketus mother who had asked.

"About the mentang already have a very arrogant husband!"a mother who just arrived.

Siska again just smiled in response to the mother's words that made the mothers of the julid's mother more inflamed.

Patience Siska patient, do not let the ladeni. murmured Siska in heart.

"What's good?" lirih Siska asked herself.

"Chicken cooker Mba, fat chicken tuhnya, still seger Mba," said the vegetable maker offered his merchandise.

"Can! the chicken is one, the same as the flour is the same as kang,"

"Ready Mba." The greengrocer swiftly picked up the plastic containing one kilo of chicken. And do not forget a pack of flour with a fried chicken logo.

"If the guy who talks to me is directly answered, you gatel girl," a mother ridiculed, even though she said softly Siska can still hear it clearly.

"Eh, mommy knows? Fighting again with Bang Ali, " said a mother.

"What a fact, Mom!" connect the other mother with enthusiasm.

"What else, must be a girl problem. Today's girls are all gatels. Mother must be careful, you know," said one mother with a glance at Siska.

Siska could only sigh. Trying to thicken the ears that have started to feel hot.

"Especially the work went malem home at dawn, hmm. clearly not bener." said a middle-aged woman who stood right in Sami Siska.

"Mom, Mother, let's choose the same vegetables fish, seger seger. gossip is held first!" exclaimed brother vegetable.

"Eh, Bang diem! don't follow me by the way. Later we also shop anyway, subscription is also still not memorized," said a mother who uses a batik negligee. The vegetable brother could only swallow his saliva, he did not continue his speech anymore. It was better to be quiet, because he couldn't possibly face all of the mother's mothers.

"How much is everything?" ask Siska quickly. He wanted to go home and start cooking.

"Everything is fifty thousand, Mba! pas," replied the greengrocer while putting Siska groceries into a plastic bag.

"Here's the money, thank you," said Siska as she offered a blue sheet.

"Same Mba," said the greengrocer.

Siska smiled and hurried away. Just a few steps Siska swung her legs. A rotten egg that was accidentally thrown on his back.

"He! gatel woman, marriage is still a gatel," shouted a woman with a flattened voice.

Siska turned her body. He saw a woman wearing a negligee stepping closer with a grunt. Siska squinted her eyes, unmistakable. It was Munah's wife from Ali, Siska's workshop.

"What is Mba Munah?" Siska tried to speak softly. Even in his heart he was very upset.

"Still just. You don't need to call my husband anymore. Basic lady s*nd*l!" Munah again pelts Siska with a rotten egg that she accidentally brought from home.

"Who am I Mba?!" shouted Siska who had started to hold back her emotions. It felt like he was patient enough with the way mother here treated him.

"Ga need to pretend, you were a week ago what was the phone Mas Ali malem malem?!" jak Munah who is no less emotional.

Siska started to twist her memory. A week ago.

"It was because my husband's car broke down .I called bang Ali for my husband's car, is it wrong Mba?" siska asked with still holding back her emotions.

"You have a lot of reasons." Munah landed a slap on Siska's cheek.

"Hajar aja Mba Munah, let kapok!" sahut a mother. As if he had a new spirit. Munah started pulling Siska's hair. Siska grimaced in pain.

After being satisfied, Munah released his hand. He pushed Siska's body until Siska fell down on the paving road.

Mother Mother who was shopping for vegetables was now glorious around Siska. The mother-of-one began to fear the gazes of the mothers who accused her.

"Basic gatel woman!" exclaiming a woman.

"Sundel" said another woman

"Go there, make our village dirty!" the mother also threw a raw egg at Siska. And followed the other mother's mother.

The Siska defences are collapsing. Her tears just melt.