The Father's Choice Husband

Chapter 29

"I work too, Dek. Who says I hang out every day? Don't be so fucking, yeah!" sahut Mas Aak, do not accept my complaint to the Father. 

"Sigit said, Mas. He said that he always saw you hanging out with the Vespa children in tongkrongan near Sigit school. Isn't that right, Git?" I asked Sigit for support. Just be careful if he turns his back on the talk. "Yes, when I go home from school I often see Mas Aak hanging out with the Vespa children. But Mas Aak never saw me as possible" replied Sigit as I expected.

"Well, right? So what's the explanation, Mom? Where do you go every day? Work, or just hang out?" I looked at Mas Aak sharply, no matter if there was a Father and my brother here. As soon as Mas Aak's face looked pale, he silently did not dare to answer. 

"Jawab, Mommy!" snapped again. I was completely exhausted of patience, until I could no longer control my tone.

"Eeye, I don't actually work anymore, Dek. It's been a while. There is no more job," replied Mas Aak weak, he looked down, maybe feel embarrassed, afraid or hesitant to the Father. I don't know for sure. But the answer still I can't take well. 

"Why didn't you tell me that, Mom? If you don't work, can you help me with homework? Don't even hang out like that, or maybe you're hanging out gambling, huh?" accuse me again. 

"Astaghfirullah, no, Deck. How dare I play like that! How can you accuse me of that, anyway?" Cook raised his voice. He who had been lowered, immediately raised his head, looked at me with glaring eyes. 

"Say no work, trus money that you love to me that you get from where if not from gambling?" accuse me again. I don't want to lose, I don't care if I'm pregnant, and being angry can make my condition worse.

"That's money from Mom, Dek. The money that Mother loves, I give you some, others I use myself." Cook Aak back to lower his voice, he might come back bad to you. It turned out that there was a good thing as well, fighting in front of you like this, so Mas Aak answered honestly.

"Trus, you know that Cook doesn't work?" ask again. If you know, it means that they both lied to me.

Mas Aak shook his head weakly, "Mom don't know, Deck. Please don't tell Mom, yeah! Pity if you have a lot of thoughts, you can get sick later, think of me who is no longer unemployed," he said again.

I was stunned to hear the words of Mas Aak. She can pity her mother, but can't pity me? What kind of husband is she really? Don't worry about me being a strong woman who rarely gets sick, so she could be like this to me!

But I choose not to say it. I took a deep and heavy breath. Representing my super-cool feelings.

"Already, already. It's not good to keep fighting like that. We better find a solution," said the father suddenly mediate the two of us who are actually still at home fighting against the mouth.

"So you're not working anymore, Ak?" I started asking questions of my husband.

"Rubber, sir." Mas Aak nodded, he was really like a child who was afraid of his parents in front of the Father. It's different from when I was with you.

"Yes, that means try to find another job. Any work, which is important halal. And also you as a husband, should try to give a living to your wife. No matter how much you get, but if it's from your own hard work, it'll definitely feel proud." He took a breath, before continuing his advice.

"Different from just giving money, but it is not from your own hard work. Working for a living will not only make you able to meet your needs, but also can be a field of reward for a husband, he said, and also the reward for the wife if she is grateful and grateful no matter how much the living given by her husband. So, I hope, you keep working, whatever the form, do not even spend time without any benefits like that," continued the Father again.

I think this is not only advice for Cook Aak, but also for me. I who had raised my face full of anger, now bowed to listen to the advice of the Father. Just like Cook Aak.

"You must remember, soon you will have a baby. Of course, the costs incurred will be more and more. You can't depend on your parents forever, so start working with your own hands, Ak!" Father again uttered sentences that felt soothing to me, I felt I had a defense that I had never gotten from Mas Aak and his family.

"But I have no other skills, sir. I've been looking for another job, ask acquaintances here and there, but still have no results, sir. I gather with friends every day as well while looking for job info with friends, but still can't, sir," replied Mas Aak, defending himself.

"I'm sorry, Ak, didn't mean to demean your group. But you hang out with fellow people who don't work, so can't get job info. The proof is the same, spending time just hanging out, right?" said Father then.

True also what the Father said, if Mas Aak asked a friend who did not work, it would be difficult to get a job.

"Work doesn't have to follow people, Ak. You can work independently. No need for special skills, which you have mastered. For example, just be a taxi driver, no problem, where, join with others who are also both looking for passengers. They must also want to give a place, after all, both seek fortune for the family," continued the Father.

"But my bike is not suitable for ngojek, sir. It might be hard to find a passenger on that bike." Cook Aak still looking for excuses, not to work. That sucks. I snorted annoyedly, even with the Father alone his attitude was still like that.

"Motor Father does it exist, Mas? It is also rarely used, quite if used, as the advice of the father earlier. Ngojek also does not matter, hang out in places that are crowded. Both hanging out, but while trying to find fortune." I joined in, my eyes staring intently at Mas Aak. Just be aware that Mas Aak is still looking for more reasons not to work!