The Sugar Mommy

The Help That Came

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The familiar voice behind her back successfully caught Elsa's attention. Elsa's face was raised when she found a pair of legs wearing white-orange flip-flops.

The one who called Elsa was one of the neighbors who used to be called Mak Ratih. The middle-aged woman half-run to approach Elsa who was staring in the middle of the road. Mak Ratih looked concerned at the beautiful figure paddled in front of him. In her heart, it was a pity that a woman as beautiful as Elsa seemed unkempt due to economic pressure. Everyone in the village knew that Elsa and Rian often had economic difficulties. Eating every day is so grateful.

"Oh, Mrs Ratih! What's up, Mama?" Elsa is approaching.

"You've been calling but not being heard." Mak Ratih was half pouting. "Where are you out of, Sa? How come, alone? Where's your baby?" ask Mak Ratih.

"At home again sleeping, Mak," replied Elsa awkwardly.

He was holding his stomach that felt painful because he had not eaten anything since this morning. What would you eat if rice did not have it? Debt is not given by those who have stalls. Forced Elsa will block her stomach by drinking lots of water. Bloating was no problem, because Elsa had no choice.

"Why stay, Sa? If it falls, how? Oh, maybe it's taken care of by Rian, huh?" guess Mak Ratih.

Elsa was unable to answer the middle-aged woman's question. Never mind looking after the baby, Elsa doesn't even know where Rian is going now. The man seemed to have no responsibility for his wife and baby needing to eat.

Is it wrong for Elsa to ask Rian to give her a more decent life? Elsa was ashamed that it had to be a spectacle of mothers like that. Not a single one extended her hand to Elsa. They even enjoy Elsa being bullied by Ms. Marni, the owner of the stall across the house.

"Sa, being invited to talk is daydreaming! What else to think? Oh, ja. What are you cooking at home? Mak overnight made vegetable lodeh one big pot because there was a brother visit to the house. There are still plenty of vegetables. Share with the neighbors. Keep seeing you walk alone again. You want no vegetable lodehnya, Sa? If you want to send it to your house, yes."

Both of Elsa's eyeballs move full of twinkle. True to what people say, help can come from anywhere losing is difficult. Elsa was willing to owe it to her shop, Bu Mirna, but ended up being cursed in front of a lot of people. In self-defense, Elsa is on the wrong side.

"No need to make the inter. I'm just going to Mak's house, how? Let Mak Ratih not wara-wiri. I feel sorry that Mak is tired" said Elsa. He was enthusiastic because someone gave him food.

Indeed, during this time Mak Ratih often gave food to Elsa. Whether it was the leftover vegetables yesterday, Mak Ratih cooked too much, Elsa was never absent from the list of names of people who would Mak Ratih give food.

"Keep your baby how, Sa? Left for longer, dong!" mak Ratih was worried.

"Friendly at home, Mom. Faqih anteng when sleeping, really. Her house is close by. It won't be long."

"Oh, yes if you want to take it yourself. Come home, yuk! Then thank you all. You cook rice, don't you?"

Elsa shaking. "No, Mom," she said.

Mak Ratih does not need to ask a lot of questions because he already knows the reason why Elsa does not have rice at home. Mak Ratih takes Elsa home with him. Mak Ratih even promised the leftover side dishes last night.

When the lid of the pancake was opened, the fragrance from inside there smelled all the way to the outside of the house. Elsa rubbed her stomach, holding back her drool that was almost dripping.

"That's sweet, Mak," praised Elsa closing her eyes. "Not eating, I'm drooling. Mak Ratih is the best at cooking!" sanku.

"It's so sweet of your mouth to praise, Sa." Mak Ratih chuckled.

Mak Ratih loaned Elsa one row of white patterned. From the bottom row, Mak Ratih filled it with rice. In the middle there is tofu and tempe warmed by Mak Ratih. And the top row contains vegetable lodeh filled with Mak Ratih.

Elsa gulped her saliva rough. He wanted to rush home to eat food given by Mak Ratih.

"Now, you take it home and eat with Rian. Mak deliberately brought you a lot of food." Mak Ratih spoke while putting up his chain cap. "Don't forget to give back the challenge, yeah." Mak Ratih deliberately seduces Elsa so as not to be moody continue.

Mak Ratih disbursed the three-stacking bushel to Elsa. He was gladly accepted by the woman. In her heart Elsa gave thanks. It turned out that in this world there were still people who were so good to him.

"Thank you for the food that Mak Ratih gave me. I'll definitely eat it up without any leftovers." Elsa could laugh. "I'll go home first then, Mom. Tomorrow I'll take Mak's friends."

"Yes there, Sa. Hurry home. Poor Faqih at home no one accompanies."

"Yes, Mommy." Elsa nodded small.

Just a few steps Elsa walked to leave the kitchen Mak Ratih, the middle-aged woman then ran to call Elsa while holding something in her hand.

"Sa, wait, Sa!" mak Ratih almost tripped his own sandal.

Elsa look. Slowly he turned his body facing Mak Ratih. "What's up, Mom?" ask Elsa plain.

Mak Ratih snatched Elsa's hand. He then plunged a piece of money into Elsa's hand. Then Mak Ratih whispered, "Mak can't give much. Hope that is useful for your family. The patient, Sa. Sometimes we need to be strong to survive. Just so you don't despair, and don't forget to pray."

Elsa's heart was instantly filled. He lost his words. Elsa could only nod, looking at Mak Ratih with a hard to interpret gaze.

Elsa then decided to go home after she got help from Mak Ratih in the form of food and money to buy rice and milk for Faqih.

After Elsa left her house, Mak Ratih rubbed his chest up and down. Mak Ratih is very concerned to see the condition of Elsa and Rian.

Actually Mak Ratih was at Bu Marni's stall when Elsa was scolded there. Mak Ratih deliberately went not so vegetable shopping because he could not bear to see the woman with one child was scolded all out. Why not speak frankly if you are not willing to give a debt? Why should be scolded first—that even Elsa was not given a liter of rice.

SERIATE....