The Cost of Trust

because of cctv

"Mbak Dian, missile yesterday there is a beautiful girl mbak. Pacare mas Aziz. Diih..guayane rek, moso mbak de'e ngajak cooperation. He said he wanted to send money to Imah. Just want to be her spy."

A girl? Lili still dare to come here? How did Aziz tell you?

"You want to?", I asked.

"Yes, it's not mbak. Imah mah royal to mbak Dian mas Aziz" he said confidently.

"Loyal....Home." I said allow.

"That's what it means to be faithful."

"Heem. Thanks Yo....".

"Comeo mbak. But, mas Aziz did not kandani ngunu gur mesam mesem no his anger you know mba."

"Oh yeah? Why iso?" now I follow the dialect of the god.

"Yo ga reti mbak."

Suddenly Aziz nyeleonong walked into the stall. Sit beside me.

"Do I have to be angry with you?", she asked suddenly.

"Heheh...Yo Ndak anyway mas.imah tuh, peyan kok ga nanya sopo opo piye."

"Ngapain nanya-nanya." sahut mas Aziz.

"That's mbak.", rejoice.

"Mas, do you know who the girl is? Lili, right?" my many.

Mas Aziz tapped Atik on his phone. Then show me and Mommy.

There is clearly a video of Lili talking to Imah. His clothes were really like lacking materials.It deserves a Imah so his comments are so.

"You installed a cctv mas?" my many.

"Yes is it."

"When?"

"Yesterday, you guys went to the bank."

"No story yet?".

"Belom stamps the story on the deck."

"Owh.. pantesan peyan Ndak shocked as per the story" said Imah mediate my interrogation to Aziz mas.

"Yes Yes. The reason I installed the cctv is not because I do not believe in you. I just want to anticipate that there will be no such thing as this again. You are too innocent to be a person, afraid of being easily duped. Good thing you're pinteran dikit now, there's been progress."

"O Allah is. Imah ga bodo-bodo really." said Imah grumbling.

Aziz and I laughed together.

"Sorry Aziz ya mah. Since there you know Aziz has a humorous soul. It used to be mah beuuuhhh boro-boro mah." I said.

"Tenane ibak? Dumplings....Let's be hepi ndengernya" he said with a Ceribel-style hand.

"Lebay.", said Aziz.

"Mah, trust is expensive. Once you break that trust, a second chance doesn't necessarily come to you. Work as best you can. Indeed, your only work like this, can not make you rich. But , can make you live life. Although a little, but can meet your needs. Betrayal hurts, forgiveness is easy, it's hard to forget. Bener ga mas?", ask me to mas Aziz. He who was drinking mineral water was choking. Coughing for a moment.

"Yes mbak. God willing I want advice mba Dian. Promise, will not betray your trust. But, if someday soon after marriage is it still okay to work here?" ask Imah.

"Well?", I asked.

"Yes, Imah has an acquaintance in efbi, maybe it's a mate Imah mba."

"People of this region mba. Come here sometime he said."

"Yes, if he's here, you know yes."

"Ready man!"

"Yes, you take care of the real thing."

"Okay boss!"

"Udah is done choking on the white water! Good thing only water yes mas, not sambel.Kita to the house yuk mas." I put my voice but with an intimidating tone.

Mas Aziz looked worried.

'War again ah. Wrong again. Because of what cctv because Imah sih' mas Aziz muttered but I still had time to hear.

"No need to be wrong, huh." I said with teeth chattering.

"Yes deck yes.we go to dalem. Peace yes...".

"Liat ntar aja."

"Waduuuhhh.the fifteenth world war kayane iki gaes" said Imah meledek. Aziz's eyes glared at Imah.

"Ga need to glare at Imah. Come on mas, we'll go home."I asked while dragging his arm.

Arriving at the room, I ruffled my waist.

"Sir, let's not talk anymore. I never called Lili. I don't know why he's suddenly here again. Plis.".", he said.

"You didn't tell me, I didn't say I wouldn't know your ex was here again."

"And I told you, I haven't finished the story, dear." He hugged my leg.

"What the hell, look out ah....!".

"Dek, dong. Do not repent. You may not want to deal with the same creature called lili again. You know, as long as ink mas is always the same as you. Even your mobile phone can be seen every time. There's nothing secret from your deck."

I sat on the sofa and stretched out my legs.

Sit leaning while holding your breath. My stomach suddenly felt tight. Is this what false contractions mean?

Ishh.

"Why deck? What's the pain?" said Mas Aziz began to panic.

"My stomach is cramping. Contractions. Because of you, I became emotional. So this is the result." I said while rubbing my stomach. Age of content is seven months. But I don't know why it's this cramp.

"Honey.honey. I'm sorry dad son. Made your mother angry. You are well to be smothered. Daddy loves you so much" said Mas Aziz rubbing my stomach. And, my stomach cramps got better.

"If it still hurts, we go to the doctor y deck. I'm afraid you're doing something."

"No need to mas. It's also healing."

"Sir. Please.please. You believe the same. There is no intention to betray you. It's just love with you. Don't do this again deck. Nothing will happen to you as our son."

"Yes." Yeah."

Mas Aziz hugged me tightly. Peeping my forehead over and over. And.mau leads to my lips. Quickly I dodged. SO..mas Aziz disappointed.

"Why baby?", he asked.

"You ain't denger? Azan ashar!", I said.

He rubbed his own face rough. The uang....