The Primadona Malam

Debt Wrapped

Halim knocked on Niram's room door. However, there was no confirmation from inside the room. Just a soft snoring from behind the door. It seemed, the owner of the room had already fallen asleep into a dream.

"Hmm, I'd better tell you tomorrow about the job vacancy from Egga" Halim muttered.

Halim realized, maybe Niram was exhausted after a long walk down the streets of the capital just to find a job.

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Next day. As usual, Niram woke up before the people in Halim's house woke up. He took ablution to perform the tahajud circumcision prayer. After that, Niram started washing rice and cooking rice. Finished with the kitchen work, Niram went to the bathroom to wash the Halim family clothes.

After finishing with the laundry and drying it. Niram went back to the kitchen. He opened the freezer. There are only carrots, mustard, meatballs and tofu tempeh are still available there. Maybe it's an old date, so there's no meat, fish or chicken in the fridge.

Niram also brought out the ingredients. He began peeling the carrots and slicing them thinly. Not to forget, Niram also washed mustard and meatballs. The menu that Niram will make this morning, is a vegetable meatball capcay and mendoan tempe.

After the ingredients were ready, I looked at the dawn azan began to sound from the surau. Niram stopped his activities in the kitchen. A moment later, he went to the bathroom to pray and perform the dawn prayer.

After the prayer, Niram returned to the kitchen to finish his work. Today, he has an appointment with his new friend to return to find work. While cooking, Niram hummed shalawat. I don't know, his heart always feels peaceful when chanting shalawat.

"What cooking, son?"

Suddenly, Halim was already standing in the kitchen doorway asking her nephew. Sontak Niram was surprised to hear the voice of the uncle.

"Ish, Uncle .. ngagetin aja," replied Niram as he pursed his thin lips.

Halim just smiled broadly at Niram's facial expression. Even though he was 19 years old. However, for Halim Niram is still a very cute little girl.

"Hehehe, yes .. sorry, son. After all, you are so absorbed in the cooking. What else to cook, Ram?" Halim asked back.

"This, Uncle. Niram again cooked capcay vegetable meatballs are equally mendoan," replied Niram while showing the ingredients he had stirred in the pan.

Halim looked up, looking a mixture of vegetables and meatballs in the pan. Instantly, Halim recalled his childhood. Food is one of the mandatory menus that are always on the dining table. Almost every day the family cooks the food. Until finally, it became Halim's favorite food until now.

"Oh yes, Ram. Yesterday Uncle was notified of the OG employees at Uncle's office. She said her husband's office was in need of employees, but for cleaning service. Are you interested?" halim tried to offer the job to his nephew.

"The janitor like that, isn't that his job, Uncle?" niram Sahut.

"Yes, Ram. Yes, his job is to keep the office clean, but his salary remains UMR as well" Halim replied.

"It's okay, Uncle. Whatever the job, the important thing is halal," replied Niram, excited.

"Nir, if I'm honest, Uncle actually objected to you taking the job," said Halim.

"Well, why Uncle?" asked Niram, astonished.

"Maybe it's the lowest job there is in a company. A person who is not in school can become a cleaning service as long as he is diligent and responsible. You are a High School graduate, what is not a pity should be aligned with people who are only Junior or Elementary School graduates. In fact, it is completely uneducated" said Halim.

"It's okay, Uncle. Think of it as a stepping stone" replied Niram.

"Yes, we'll talk again. Now Uncle wants to go to the bathroom first," concluded Halim while going to enter the bathroom.

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At 06.00. Breakfast is available on the table. Niram goes to Rayyan's room to wake her up. Since Niram was present in this house, the task of developing and preparing all Rayyan's needs seemed to be delegated to him. In fact, Niram painstakingly took the time to feed Rayyan so that the child is not late for school if you wake up late.

"Come fast, Deck. Put you bad luck again like yesterday," said Niram as he pulled his cousin's hand.

"Five minutes, brother. Please ..." - Rayyan.

"Ish, there's not five minutes. Wake up ah," replied Niram.

Finally, with great difficulty, the little boy opened his eyes. A second later, Niram took Rayyan to the bathroom to perform a morning bathing ritual before leaving for school.

At 06:30, everyone had gathered at the dinner table for breakfast. Everyone has taken a shower because they want to go to work. Except for Imas, he still looks chaotic because he just woke up. However, even so, Halim could not prevent his wife from having breakfast together. Yes, it was his heart that always made Halim succumb to the stubbornness of the wife.

"This is the address, Ram. But sorry, it seems like Uncle can't take you there," said Halim, starting the conversation.

"Yes, it's okay Uncle. Later Niram went with Lena alone," replied Niram.

"Eh, yes Uncle. Lena was a new friend of Niram when yesterday we were both looking for work" replied Niram. "The plan is, today we will look for work again" he continued.

"Be careful you hang out, Ram. Don't get the wrong choice of friends" said Imas.

"God willing, Tan. Lena is a good girl" replied Niram.

"Hallah .. initially it's good, to the here, 'we don't know, '" said Imas.

"Yes, Tan," said Niram, giving in.

"Yes already. Come on, continue eating!" halim's orders.

While they were enjoying their breakfast, suddenly there was a bang on the front door of Halim's house.

Dug-dug-dug!

"Open the door!" scream someone.

At the dinner table, Halim Niram, and Imas just looked at each other to hear the screams. As for Rayyan, the boy immediately moved to approach his cousin's sister.

"Ray ta-fear, Brother," the boy muttered as he hugged Niram.

"Hurry and open the door Imas! I know you're inside. Where's your husband? Hurry up and get him out!" Back the man shouted.

Halim frowned when she heard the man calling his wife's name.

"He called your name, Mas. Do you know him?" halim asked his wife.

"Ish, where does Imas know," Imas replied, relaxing.

What is that guy who came, that bald guy yesterday? inner Niram.

Dug-dug-dug!

The slings on the door came back. It made Rayyan tighten her embrace even more.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, Dek?" asked Niram, astonished.

However, Rayyan simply closed her eyes tightly.

"You guys wait here. Let Papa open the door" said Halim as he moved from his chair.

Arrive in front. Halim immediately opened the door. His forehead creased up at the sight of two men he did not know at all.

"Sorry, find who?" ask Halim, all right.

"Are you a man named Halim?" Instead of answering, one of the men asked.

"Yes, I'm Halim. Who're you?" Halim asked back.

"Hmm, good then. Where's money?" said the bald man while raising his hand.

"Money?" repeat Halim, "but what money?" he continued not understanding.

"Listen, man! Your wife borrowed money from our boss. He promised to pay it in a month. But for three months he had not paid for it. Let alone the flowers, anyway he has not tasted it at all," said the bald man at length.

Halim surprised. Borrow money? How come? Why does he borrow money from others? thought Halim.

"Sorry, Bang. Who is boss brother? And why would my wife borrow money from your boss?" ask Halim again.

"Huh, how do I know what your wife is borrowing money for with Boss Engkong" replied the bald man.

"What?! Boss crank?" peekkik Halim's.

"Yes, your wife borrowed money from Boss Engkong for 50 million, and that doesn't include the interest!" firmly the man.

Halim's knees suddenly felt weak. He really did not expect that his wife was in debt with a bloodsucking loan shark like Boss Engkong. Astaghfirullah ....