The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 3

"Now or tomorrow is the same, isn't it? We must have forced the debt collector to leave this house" Widya said lightly.

"We should be looking for a way out, not just resigned to the situation," said Bimo.

"You try to turn upside down even if it's impossible to get twenty million in a week."

"Are you aware, you are the cause of this problem. If Mother is not selfish about Siska, we will not get into debt with the leech," said Suci.

"Even if something goes wrong, it's your father. He should have given me anything I wanted."

"Mothers are less grateful. Before you decided to get married, I knew, didn't I? What is your job, and what is the condition of our family? If you really want to live a luxurious and luxurious life, why don't you find a rich husband?"

"This is one of the reasons that makes me not feel at home in this house. In addition to opposition, you are also brave to your parents. Is this how your mother, who's rotting in the ground, taught you?"

"Widy! Watch mouth! It's not appropriate that you speak so. We never teach bad things to our daughters. Even if the Saints deny you, it's because of your outrageous attitude!"

"He's your real son, you'll definitely defend him."

"I defended him because he was right."

"Here I go, I better go to the city and live with Siska. I'm sick of living with you poor people!"

"You want to go, please! I can't stand facing you anymore either! This second I dropped a talaq on you too! We're not husband and wife anymore!" firmly Bimo.

"You think I'm sad to be separated from you?" I'm still pretty and attractive. I can definitely get a new husband that is more everything than you," Widya said haughtily.

Not long after a car stopped right in front of the Holy House. It must be Widya who has ordered it through the application.

"To the city, sir," he told the taxi driver. Without greeting Widya entered the black car and closed the door loudly.

"Just do what you want to do" muttered Bimo.

"Are you sure of your decision?" holy asked shortly after the car passed.

"Actually you have long wanted to express that intention. I try to be patient and hope your mother can change. But, it turns out that my father was wrong. He is becoming more and more. Now your patience is completely exhausted."

"Hopefully this is the best decision" Suci said.

****

Next morning.

Suci and his father and two brothers were circling the dining table. As usual, Murni and the youngest Fitri will go to school. The saint will go to the duck stable, while the father will be a grass-finding labourer.

Even though it was only a warm white rice basket and a plate of omelet cut into four pieces, there was not the slightest bit of protest from the two girls. Both of them enjoyed their breakfast gratefully.

"Mother where? How come I didn't sleep at home last night?" ask the youngest Fitri with his innocent eyes.

The saint and the father were meeting each other. Of course, that question is quite difficult to answer. That little girl doesn't know what separation means.

"Ehm .. mothers visit their relatives' houses" answered the Holy One.

"How many days, Ma'am?" The turn of the Pure Eldest who asked.

"Ehm .. I do not know. Maybe for days."

"Why are you asking? Has it been all this time that your connecting mother cared about you guys? Did he ever serve food at the dinner table? Did he ever wash your clothes?"

"Although Widya's mother is not as good as her late mother, Widya's mother often bought me toys" said Fitri.

"She bought it from the money owed, and in the end your father and mother were bothered" said the father.

"It's half past seven. Quickly finish your breakfast. You'll be late." The Saints deliberately diverted the conversation.

"We're leaving first, Mr."

The two girls took turns to greet the father and brother in turn.

"You learn the right things" said Suci.

"Getishalight."

The two brothers left the dining room.

"You should not say so in front of Murni and Fitri. Pure may have understood, but what about Fitri? Children his age certainly do not understand enough the problems of adults," said Suci shortly after his two younger sisters left school.

"Sorry father, Nduk. I'm just upset with the attitude of your mother continued it. He never did his duty as a wife and mother. He just does what he wants without caring about our feelings as his family."

"Tok tok!"

The conversation halted when suddenly the sound of someone knocking on the front door of their house.

"Buddy Tini. Come in, "saint said.

"Today budhe cooks soto. Budhe purposely made more gravy in order to share it with you."

The middle-aged woman placed a two-stacking bushel on the table.

"Thank you, Budhe."

The woman called budhe is the older sister of Mr. Bimo. He was more than forty years old but he never got a soul mate. His residence was just behind the Holy House. Of course on the land of their deceased parents.

Tini used to be in love with a young man in the village. The two agreed to marry each other. But humans are just planners. Tini's future husband died on their wedding day, just a few minutes before the ijab qobul event. Aji, that's the young man's name. He was found dead in his room wearing a bridal suit. It is not known the cause of his sudden death. But according to her family's confession, the night before the wedding day, Aji had said she was not feeling well.

Of course Aji's death dealt a great blow to Tini. Since then he has never been close or in a relationship with any man.

"Children have gone to school?" tanyakanya.

"Here you go, Budhe."

"Surely the great mistress was still engrossed in wandering in her dream realm."

The big lady in question is none other than Widya.

"Ehm .. Widya's mother yesterday afternoon went to the city, Budhe."

"Huh? What's he doing in town? There's no way he's working."

"Mother said she wanted to stay with Siska at her boarding house."

"Ckckk. Women really don't have adab. After being in debt to the loan shark by guaranteeing this house, now he just left. I don't know where his mind is anymore. Does he have no mind?"

"I've dropped the talaq on Widya, Ma'am," said Bimo.

"Good! I support 1000 percent of your decision. You should have done it."

"I've been trying for two years to be patient and hope he changes. But it turns out he's becoming more and more unruly. I hope the decision I made was right."

"From the beginning you didn't like your relationship. Ma'am reminded you, but you didn't mince your words."

The sound of the Holy mobile phone ringing made their chatter pause. The saint rushed into his room. He answered that call.

"Who's calling, Nduk?" ask the father.

"Dina, Sir. He told me that today I was told to go to town."

"Do you really want to leave your father and your brothers, Nduk?" ask Mr. Bimo with teary eyes.

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