The Thorn in the Family

Bude's advice

Early in the morning after the dawn prayer Tari get ready to return to Surabaya for work. Before leaving for Surabaya Tari took the time to go to the house of his uncle who happened to be beside his house.

“Assalamualaikum pakde bude”.

Tok.dok...

Several times Tari knocked on the door of the house there was no answer.Bethari again said hello.

“Assalamualaikum”.

“Yes Allah is very hard to wake up they”. Dance in the Heart.

A few moments later, I came to open the door.

“Hoam”. pakde is still yawning and stretching his body.

“Waalaikumsalam, what's the matter early in the morning to people's homes?”.

“From ma pamit pakde, want to go back to work”. Seraya grabbed the hand of the pakde and budenya who happened to follow to the living room.

“You go back to Surabaya to make a hassle, use wake up people everywhere still sleepy”. Bude grumbled without filtering his words.

“Yes Allah says wrong, not saying good is also wrong he said arrogant, all wrong”. Dance in the Heart.

It is true that the saying goes that flour is versatile if in this family flour becomes all wrong.

“Ya sdah pakde bude Dance first ya”. While kissing the hands of both the pakde and budenya.

‘He’em carefully, do not be wasteful so people multiply saving really tuh precarious house”.

I just nodded my head and passed leaving the two of them, long after being next to them could have hypertension at an early age.

***

Arriving in Surabaya I returned to carrying out activities as usual. I went back to the boarding before I left for work. Today there is an important meeting of new projects that will be carried out in Bandung. It is likely that in the next few months I will often be on assignment to Bandung.

After preparing to wear a white collared shirt that I combine with subordinates maroon plisket skirts with pink pasmina. Don't forget I polished his face a little to make it look fresher.

Arriving at the office I immediately headed to the third floor where I worked, along the way up the stairs looked workers who were busy down and down the street up from the first floor to the third and vice versa. I quickly headed to my desk and started the activity as usual.

By lunchtime.

“From later after lunch break please to my room briefly”. The word of the superior who happens to be Fitri's best friend's cousin.

“Good pak”.

Dance continued her lunch in the room by eating provisions brought from the boarding earlier, rice with side dishes omelet and tomato sauce.

“Eating is already a gini still tdi protest tell hemat”. Say Dance in the heart with the nelangsa while chewing the food in front of her.

That's what dance is like.

Like her life in Jakarta, Tari is a little restrictive to hanging out with her co-workers. Dance will withdraw from the circulation of office friends, she prefers to break her own eating supplies, rather than having to go with her friends who eat in the cafeteria.

Not infrequently with his attitude like this often get gossip from some of his coworkers.

“Where to eat from”.

“Tari that person is stingy at all by himself, where to be invited to hang out, just in front of the office he does not want”.

‘Dance at invite shopping? No way to want, where would you like a calculation of git”.

“Ah may be many dependents of her life”.

And there are many more words that mill around in the ears Dance which sometimes enough to make the ears feel hot and itchy.

“Ah let me know how it feels to be me”. Dance said inwardly and sauntered away leaving those who were still talking about her.

Say Dance when you finish your afternoon break and go to the room of the superior.

“Begini Tar for the next few months there will be a new product launch with student market segment. From the research and development team suggest to take samples in the city of Bandung or Malang happened to be there many campuses and the weather is cold”.

“If there are also many students here and it happens that the weather here is hot so for our products there is no doubt about its acceptance, but when in Malang with cold weather what our products can still be received well by consumers”.

Mr. Randi explained at length the existing problems.

“So it is likely that starting next week we will often go to Mang or Bandung, and your working hours will increase more than usual. So are you ready”.

“Alhamdulilah”. Say Dance for a moment.

Mr. Randi seemed to stare at the astonished response of Tari, usually the employee will be moody if asked to work more than the specified working hours but not with Dance he even received with a roomy chest even seemed grateful.

‘Why Tar?”.

“No papa sir I am ready”.

“Alright then, thank you please go back to your room, later I will notify you again”.

Dance left the room with a radiant face.

‘’Alhamdulilah can make additional savings”. Prayer Dance in front of the door.

Banar alone or weeks later Tari worked harder than usual, If usually Tari works eight hours a day now he works twelve hours a day. Dari also works on Sundays to accompany the boss plunged directly into Malang of course with several other team members.

It's been almost a month like this morning work, but until now Tari did not complain at all. For him this sustenance is a power for him.

***

At Mother Dance's House.

“Mar kok Dance these few weeks never to be seen again?”. Tanay bude who was eating breakfast papaya leaf anointing at my house.

“Iya mbak Dance is now busy”. Answer the mother by cleaning up some kitchen utensils that are strewn with cooking.

“Sunday no holiday tah Mar? Kan deket Surabaya here cook do not take the time to go home to visit my mother and her dear mbah”.

“Mbak overtime dance every week”.

“Wah overtime continue ya Mar?”. bude re-affirm his words.

“Iya mbak”.

“Wah can borrow this money”.bude said in his heart.

“Ingetin Mar tell a lot - a lot of tube tuh si Tari all immediately benerin gentingnya”.

“Atau gini aja, you ask the same Tari tell send money to the house to make it really precarious, later let the pakdenya setin tuh mumpung not raining big come”.

“So yes mbak”.

“Iya Tari will rarely go home now, just tell him to send the money so that later his pakdenya who help ngurusin tuh genting”.

“If you haven't collected everything, tell me to send the money to Mar, let me help bring it. Later it runs out if held by young people”.

Mom was silent looking at the bude's words.

“Later I telon Dance first yes mbak”,.

“Iya sayin tuh son tell me immediately send money, just say here when the rain water mask all”.

“Kala Dancing a good child sih pati directly in send money’. Bude said in a sneering tone.

Bude again enjoyed the breakfast ati, some time later other members of the occupier seemed to participate enliven the dining table.