The Crown that Be snatched

Ill-precision

"alright. Then I'll go first, ma'am. Thank you for all the good that Ms. Vika has done for me" Shakira said.

Vika silent. She did not say a word until Shakira left.

Arriving on the front porch of Vika's house, Shakira stops her steps. He looked back.

Why did Miss Vika have to fire me anyway. What's my fault. I have never been near Mas Rama. Especially seduce him. I'm his ex-wife Mas Rama, but it's all gone.

Shakira shed her tears. He then looked back ahead. Shakira was shocked when she saw Rama already standing in front of her. Shakira hurriedly wiped her tears.

"Sir Rama" said Shakira.

"Shakira, are you going home yet?" ask Rama.

"Yes Sir. Maybe starting tomorrow, I don't work here anymore."

"Why?" Rama looked at Shakira.

"Bu Vika has already cursed me sir," Shakira replied with a face full of sadness.

Rama was shocked when he heard Shakira's words.

"What! why did he fire you?"

"He already knows that I'm your ex-wife. And he doesn't accept it, because he thinks we've lied to him" Shakira explained.

"What's? Vika knows where that is?"

"So morning, Madam Intan came here. He told me I was your ex-wife."

"Duh, why be runyam this is his business. That Vika must have misunderstood us. Really yes Vika, I'll say the same to her."

Rama will step away, but Shakira hastily blocks his hand.

"Mas Rama, do not have to be extended the problem. I'm fine, I don't work here. I can find another job. I'd like to ask Safia for help later. Who knows, he'll help me find a job."

"But Shakira... Vika can't dong, just like you like this. Why'd he fire you, you ain't got nothing wrong with him."

"Yes, I know. But I think it's also free for you to persuade Vika. Like whatever you persuade your wife, I'm sure she won't be able to accept that I work here. If I were Vika, maybe I would do the same thing as Vika."

Without saying much, Shakira left Rama's house. Since then, Rama can only see the departure of Shakira.

Duh, what a pity Shakira. Why is Vika so. I must speak with him, Inner Rama.

After Shakira disappears from Rama's sight, Rama hastily enters the house. He stared intently at his wife who was currently still sitting in the living room.

Rama hurriedly threw his body at his wife's side.

"You're nothing, Vik. Why did you fire Shakira?" ask Rama.

Vika looked at Rama sharply.

"Why are you lying to me. Why don't you be honest from the beginning if the Art I hired at our house is your ex-wife from the village. Were you intentionally yes, wanting to hide this from me. So you can get close to him again. And friendly when I'm not around," said Vika at length.

Rama was completely confused by what his wife said.

"What do you mean, Vik? I don't know what you mean."

"Mas, I don't like Shakira, because she's your ex-wife. I deliberately fired him, because I wanted to keep our household intact. I don't want to, he's interrupting our lives Mas" Vika explained.

"Vika, you're the reason. So the guy was jealous. If you're like this, it's called you don't believe me. And it's useless if the household doesn't have mutual trust."

"No, you're guilty of me again. I'm lazy Mas, keep fighting with you. You never understood my feelings. You are selfish."

"I'm not guilty of you, Vik. But I want you to respect people. Shakira is doing a good job here. He has nothing wrong. Why did you fire him?"

"Astaghfirullah's. Vik.. You can even have that kind of mind."

Vika stood up. She did not want to stay with her husband anymore. After that Vika left her husband. Rama could only shake his head when he saw Vika.

"When the hell Vika, you want to change. You used to be like this all the time. You're actually selfish Vik. Not me" muttered Rama.

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Shakira was standing in front of her house. He hesitated to enter his house. He was confused by what he would say to his parents. Especially for Mr. Junedi who just returned from the hospital yesterday.

"Well, how about after this. This money will be enough for my needs in the next month" Shakira said, staring at the brown envelope in her hand.

"What will I say to my mother and father. If I don't work, how do I pay my contract and pay my debt to Mas Rama."

A few moments later, the front door opened. Madam Astri appeared from behind the door.

"Shakira, are you home? why don't you go inside. Your son has been waiting for you."

Shakira quiet. He looks like a confused person.

"Shakira. What's up?" ask Ms. Astri.

"Mom, I'm fired from my job ma'am."

Ms. Astri was shocked when she heard Shakira's words.

"What's? you fired?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Why did Rama get to you?"

"It wasn't Rama who shot me Mom. But wife. He killed me."

"Rama's wife mocked you? but what's your fault?"

"He now knows that I am his ex-wife Mas Rama. And it seems like she's jealous of me. He seemed to be afraid I might snatch Mas Rama from him."

"Couldn't it be like that?"

"Entahlah Ma'am. I'm dizzy. I don't know, what else I want to do after this."

Shakira then went inside the house while her mother was still dumbstruck on the front porch.

"Shakira fired? if Shakira gets fired, what about me and my dad. We don't work, so what do we eat?"

Madam Astri then went inside following her son. Shakira was already sitting on the sofa of her living room. He's been knitting his forehead ever since.

"Shakira, then what do you want to do now? your father just finished the operation."

Shakira looked at her mother and smiled.

"Mom don't have to worry. I'll find a way to solve this problem."

"How is it? you want to find another job?"

"Yes Mom. I want to ask Safia about work. Who knows Safia's gonna help me get to work."

"Yes, ask Safia. Who knows if he'll help you."

"Yes Mom. I'm going to play there tomorrow."

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