The second match

Episode 02's

One month I've been working in a factory, today is the date I received a salary and overtime.

I don't know why the house needs everything on me, electricity, water, kitchen needs, my husband's cigarette money, money for my in-laws for taking care of Elena during my work.

If I'm not overtime maybe my salary is not enough for the needs of this house, I'm okay this is only temporary. After my husband gets back to work, I'm sure everything will be back to how it was.

I'm the backbone now, no income other than mine. Although my job is rough but his salary can be to connect family life.

Every day my husband asks me for money on the grounds to find work, I also do not mind and pray hopefully soon get a job.

It's Saturday, I don't want to be overtime today. I'll take Elena for a walk and buy her clothes, toys.

Upon arrival at the house Raisa saw her in-laws sitting on the living room couch, unaware of her arrival.

"Ma... Where's elena.?

"You're home, why aren't you overtime.?

I asked my son and he answered me with a question too.

"I'm not taking overtime Ma, I want to take a break.?"

"If you work idly that's how we want to have a decent life ."

"This month almost every day Ica overtime ma, my body feels all pain. Now Ica wants a break." Raisa passed into the room not wanting to linger listening to her in-laws who kept nagging.

Her ears started to thicken as almost every day was like listening to a broken radio from her in-laws.

The door was opened very slowly, afraid that his son was sleeping.

"Mama..." So happy the little girl saw her mother who came home early.

"It's a shame to play alone not outside with grandma."

"No, I like to play alone." Her speech.

"Fruit.. Mama's son getting pinter nie. Elena hasn't had a shower.?"

"Beyum mamma...."

"Building with mom, Yuk, it's late afternoon..?"

Elena ran to get her towel and grabbed Raisa's hand. Perhaps because elena often left behind work, the girl was quite independent, Elena also rarely cried like children in general. Both of them walk to the bathroom, 15 minutes passed now both are neat.

*Where are you going...?" Ketus.

The little girl hid behind her mother's body.

"Ica wants to take Elena to the night market Ma, wants to buy toys with clothes. Elena's clothes are not fit."

"Buy the clothes later if you already have a lot of money, our daily needs are still confused to buy clothes. Mama bought elpiji with eggs, changed the money 50 thousand.."

Without a second thought Raisa immediately took the money and gave it to her in-laws, soon passed away leaving the house with Elena.

"Mamma grandma even yaa..?" Just plain asking

"No, my grandmother's not angry, my grandmother's with Elena." Raisa doesn't want Elena to be afraid of her in-laws.

At the intersection not far from his house usually Raisa waiting for the angkot passing by, already standing for more than 20 minutes no angkot passing.

The sweat has wet the two women of different ages, from a distance looks angkot who began to approach.

Raisa immediately waved her hand towards the angkot, as soon as entering the full angkot Raisa sat very tight. Raisa sat with Elena on her, Elena was not comfortable in the angkot. There was no other choice for her, Elena also deeply understood the mother's distress.

Arriving at the night market Raisa buys Elena 3 steel clothes, and buys her toys of choice.

Barbie dolls are pink, after which the two stop at an angkringan to eat.

"Dear one, Elena what do you want, son..?" soft answer.

"Ena au es plim mamma.."

"Resume first so keep mama and Elena eat ice cream.."

Elena hugged Raisa then continued again hence, Raisa kissed Elena's head fondly.

The little girl continued to tell me her language while eating the ice cream in the field.

Raisa listens to the babbling of her son and occasionally chimed in, a happy hue clearly radiated on her face.

They both sat in a chair under a tree.

"Honey.. Elena likes not to take a walk..?"

"Mamma's cheque vinegar.."

Raisa crouched down below with her hand holding her daughter's hand.

"Honey Do'ain work mama smoothly, keep mama dapet much windfall. Let's keep taking Elena for a walk."

"Yes mammma... Every hali ena do'a for mama.

bial cehatt's.."

"Thank you dear.."

Ayra got up and immediately hugged her son, the only person who made her happy.

Raisa returns home at 19:00 with a lot of groceries, and holds Elena who is sleeping.

He walked a little hard, but did not want to wake his daughter.

The exhausted Elena had walked far since the afternoon, opening the door very slowly. Walking hurriedly into the room, laying Elena on the bed and enveloping the tiny body.

Two pairs of eyes that have since just continued to see him with a look of dislike, her in-laws and her husband Bram.

The spending money is reduced because Raisa continues to take care of the child, the reason the two never liked Elena.

Raisa never thought about the other people's responses to her and Elena, Elena so understood that the one that mom loved her so much.

Compared to living in an orphanage, living with her mom made her happy.

Back when Raisa took Elena, the orphanage told Raisa that Elena still had parents.

Elena was deliberately placed in front of the orphanage door, when she was 1 year old.

But unfortunately elena's parents are unaware of her cctv-supervised movements, Raisa's already holding evidence of the tape. Until this moment never once Raisa opened it, the confessions of the parlour have proven that Elena deliberately discarded.

It was unthinkable for Raisa to look for the whereabouts of her parents, whatever the matter of them dumping the child in an orphanage she had deemed appropriate.

Surely the parlour will take good care of him, thankfully get foster parents.

Instead of throwing it on the side of the road or having it****hnya. No child can choose to be born from the womb of someone like what.

Like Raisa's fate, her marriage didn't live up to her expectations. Far from what he imagined, somehow later let time be answered.

Her feelings for Bram had also frozen, no more love in him.

If she could choose, she would not have married Bram at the time.

Rice has become porridge, can only undergo.

He will one day fight for his status.