The Shah of First Love
KANI LAZY
Amarendra took a shower, and he and his two friends went out tonight for a walk. Yana and Raihan splurge shopping, while Amarendra has transferred half his salary to Mommy in Malang. Pay rent, eat, mumet head set all that but two bags next to it every shopping day as if it has no burden.
From inside a white car, a woman noticed the three men.
“Mas, is that Maren or not?” stick to the husband. Her husband looked to make sure.
“But it's impossible, right? Isn't he in Bandung?” Geri shook her head and Lusi lowered her head, right what her husband said and they left the place. But, Lusi could not eliminate what he had just seen and felt he had to make sure. He knew, the only sister was always acting out and if it was his sister, he would not hesitate to drag her in front of Mother.
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Working in a time when fasting was so heavy for Kani, early in the morning he had to go to the angkot ride market, he said, he was confused when the little one asked for a menu of food that was not on the table while Sartika pretended to be reckless, there was no intention of giving enough shopping money. Obviously Sapphira whined and cried, Kani again whose distress calmed her down.
Mia's cynical attitude must also face Kani because it's the fruit of her refusing to help. He's better off being bullied than taken advantage of and getting sick from exhaustion. He wasn't sure they'd want to take responsibility if he did anything. Spend money shopping every day.
“What Maren said was true, they used me and my father's kindness. Sir, if you knew how Kani was here. Do you still want to be a member of Gun sir?” Kani quickly wiped her tears as she muttered in her heart her tears just fell down.
“Kani, please open the gate. I want out!” gun shouted from the living room, Kani was silent, she was cooking to break her fast. There is Sartika, Manik, and Mia that are closer. He had to quickly prepare the food while the clock was already pointing at five in the afternoon.
“Kani is cooking, don't be angry.” Sartika opened the gate and Gun swerved.
“Fired him, exhausted Lebaran no need to come again.”
“But, sir Muji?” Sartika.
“The child does not work, he must understand,” snapped while getting into the car and Sartika can only be confused.
Time to break the fast. Kani eats while holding back her tears. He ate alone at the kitchen table, no matter Mani yelled to drink. It was clear everything he had on the table.
Every day feels long for Kani. Until the end of the day, he will be picked up by Mr. Muji tomorrow. Kani wants to get out of the house immediately and now, Kani is sweeping but Manik accidentally eats the kuaci with his shell he threw carelessly.
“Teh Kani lazy, yes, now.” The boy interrupted. “Mommy will soon be with Papi firing Teh Kani.” Manik was happy to make Kani silent, surely the maid was afraid.
“Alhamdulillah, I do want to move to another house that can appreciate and pay properly.” Kani whinesan and Manik growled in annoyance. Mia who heard was wide-eyed.
“They work how long? Just a minute, right? Being fired from here is no problem. They can look for other families who can really appreciate people's sweat. Little boy do you understand, manik. You shouldn't be so pretentious.” Kani did not hesitate to speak firmly and Manik almost cried.
Sartika who heard from inside his room immediately complained to Gun, they really had to immediately fire Kani. No need to care about Mr. Muji.
The next day, Kani receives her salary, plus 200, and is also given a piece of red-colored top. Kani thanked me.
“In sha Allah later Kani runs out I will deliver ebaran again, Bu.” The clueless Mr. Muji was so carefree. Sartika just nodded and smiled forcefully. Kani left with a feeling of relief and Sapphira who was close to her cried while calling from the front of the gate. Mr. Muji kept smiling and waving, promising Kani to take care of Safira again.
“Enough, Sir.” Kani held her Father's hand and her Father fell silent. “Kani just realized why the weak can always be oppressed because not all of them dare to fight, surrender and tormented.”
“What are you talking about, Kani?”
Kani looked over with wet eyes. “Bapak is still a member of Gun?”
“It's not,” said Mr. Muji hoarse.
“Father knows how much Kani is paid?”
Mr. Muji shook his head.
“Kani just got paid 400, without pocket money, credit money, their leftovers every day that Kani eats. Working all over the house, taking care of Safira who is fussy, still have to take care of the clothing store less capital. You know, at two in the morning, Kani is still being told to, sir.” Kani rubbed her tears and snot, Mr. Muji fell silent and looked at Kani who continued to cry as she pleased. “Can you change a little bit? Do not be too good with people, because not all of them want to reply to the same thing. This Gun sir, right, who always delays your payday until you get angry? We are poor, sir. But don't want to be trampled on, why is it always this way, anyway? Just like the Uwa family who has slandered Kani, you are always good. But you never have the slightest intention for good with Kani, when you believe the same slander they are not the same Kani, the blood of the flesh of the Father!”
Kani shed her tears and felt sick and could not stand it anymore, her shoulders continued to shake violently, she cried while walking away and Mr. Muji from behind followed her.
Mr. Muji thought Gun would take good care of his son, treating him properly. The regret mounts and makes Mr. Muji feel crowded especially after hearing Kani's complaint. All the way home, Kani does not want to talk until they are home, they are silent. Kani had bought food, chicken, milk boxes, satay from his own sweat. He gave money to his sister flat, the rest he gave to his mother and he only held one sheet. All her sisters are happy, and Kani curled up in the room just canceling her fast with a warm sweet tea. Tired of being able to avoid his family for a moment.
Kani did not want to discuss how she worked there. Even during the holiday he did not wear new clothes, he said he had when his mother wanted to buy the money he received but in fact Kani wore his old clothes in the closet, looks very fitting. I don't know what happened but Ms. Ismi was convinced that something was bad until her son did not show real joy after work. The brother who asked Kani silently did not answer. He bawled away as nephews and cousins begged THR money.
“May their parents ask their son to beg me this obviously poor one,” muttered Kani while eating ketupat and chicken opor. Delicious, pampering his tongue, momentarily eliminating his fatigue because of the unpleasant events.
