The Struggle of a Husband

Bedevin

They choose to eat at the stall first before wrapping some rice that will be brought to be distributed to children.

"Sister, I will work hard after graduating from college and will help take care of this home according to Grandma's mandate."

Zanira, just hearing it makes me happy with your concern. But please don't do it. I'm the only one who's gonna endure all this. I don't want you to fight with your mother anymore.

"Thank you Zan." That was all that was said, as convincing Zanira would also be a waste he thought.

"But get out there and get all your college assignments done right. You're an intern soon, right? Where are you going?" Zanira just kept quiet, he was cool to put the chicken in his mouth.

"You want an internship at your father's office?" Selyn asked again because Zanira did not answer.

"No."

"Why? Where are you going then?" Slyn stared intently at her cousin.

"A. G. Q. "

"What! A. G. Q. Big companies that have been famous for the last three years?"

Hearing the name of the company already made him creep.

"Who doesn't want to work there Brother."

Yeah, I know, who wouldn't want to work for that big company. Companies with towering buildings that every year does provide an opportunity for the best graduates of the university, to do a work internship. If the intern can work well according to company standardization, it will be appointed as a permanent employee. And who wouldn't want to work there. Thousands of people are always lining up for the opportunity.

"But Zan."

"Why?"

"It's okay, I hope you get elected and get to work there." Slyn tried to think clearly, impossible if the director of company A. G. Q to check and interfere with the problem of interns. So he thought, there is no way the director of the company will know if Zanira is one of the successors of the orphanage that gets donor funds from him.

Now Zanira wants to return home, after at length Sellyn tried to persuade and convince his cousin, that he would be fine alone in the orphanage. There are guards in the home, he thought.

Selyn and the caretakers are busy with their respective jobs. Slyn replies to an incoming chat, writes a record of the donors' data and asks someone to check the food stocks and other needs. So next. Some are cooking, some are feeding the children of the orphanage and accompany play. Selyn glanced at the phone ringing on the table.

"What else he wants." No, Selyn just glanced and let even a few times the phone was lit. As he began to get annoyed at the intrusion, he finally picked up as well. "What's up!". Say it with a sniff.

"out! I'm in front of the parlour." The phone turned off the phone.

"What else do you want." Selyn handed over the orphanage's special hp to the caretaker. "My mother's sister's downstairs, I'll see you for a second." He said that was on the second floor in a room that is special to take care of data and equipment can be said office.

"Why else would he mba?" The mother of the home is very familiar with the woman who does not know the manners who came here just to ask for the ration of money from the home donor.

"Don't know, just a minute, ma'am."

" Huh! You're still working in this slum, when you're married to a rich man. It's sad that you were put in camp after coming home from the hospital." Sneaky.

"Why? The trouble!" Slyn answered with a sniffle. The sister of his name who is none other than his mother Zanira is his aunt.

He glared at Sellyn speaking .

"Now I can answer yes." He folded his arms and stared intently at Slyn, getting more annoyed as Slyn also did not lose her glare at him sharply.

"If aunty is envious, why not ask for a divorce from aunty's husband. Then marry a rich man like me."

"How dare you!" His impact.

"Why? Auntie wants to threaten me with what. I no longer live with my mom. You complain, please! I don't care."

Slyn saw her aunt could only clench her hands and snort in annoyance.

"Tante here wants what? Want to ask for a share of the donor money? Listen carefully, from now on I won't care if aunty wants to complain anything to mama. I won't give you a dime of that money. Never call or come here again. And remember one more thing, I won't be afraid of aunty threats anymore.

Selyn came out and slammed the car door hard. The woman inside was shocked. Slyn wasn't like this before. Usually if he threatens him, he will give the donor money voluntarily.

"Damn! I even lost a fight with him now."

How dare you little boy, I will exterminate you if you don't want to give me any more shares of that money. I'll force the orphanage's land certificate and sell it. I need money for pleasure and to spoil my body.

That's one of the reasons Grandma Sellyn won't give the right to take care of the parlour and give the certificate to Slyn. Because he is a person who likes poya-foya without wanting to work and enjoy the hard work of others. This trait that makes Granny Selyn even sadder and afraid if the orphanage home in the process. Then the money of the donors must have been used for himself without thinking of the children of the orphanage.

The car drove off the orphanage yard quickly. The woman was very angry and wanted to get home soon.

After polishing the car door, Selyn stepped in regardless of the woman who was staring at him sharply from behind the windshield. Selyn saw clearly the woman was cursing when she turned her body and left him just like that. Slyn entered and climbed to the second floor to continue her activities. He asked for the phone back given to the caretaker's mother to check back the incoming message chat from donors and people who will take children from the orphanage.

One by one, Selyn checked the stored data and tidied up the files that had been signed for the people who filed for child collection. With detail and detail Slyn read every sheet of paper submitted to adopt a child.

"Mom, it's done. Please tidy up and put it in the closet." Said Selyn gently staring at the mother of the orphanage around her.

"Yes mba." He stepped closer and tidied up the file that was on the table.

"Thank you mom." Selyn rushed up and did not forget her tote bag.

"Will Sellyn go home?" asked the mother to look at him.

"Yes, mom. I have to go home." Selyn stepped up and said goodbye to the housewife. "I'm going home, Mom." He walked out onto the road waiting for the ordered ojol.