The Woman Behind The Scenes

Chapter 11 - Don't Lose!

“Later, yes. Not yet. It's just a puff, huh?” in the morning, Tomi was busy talking on the phone. Farah called him that early.

Dara pulled out the blanket, pretending to still be in deep sleep in order to hear what they were talking about so early. They hadn't even gotten out of bed yet, and the sky was still a bit dark outside.

“Hmm ... I'll check later. How much?” looks like that phone call will be terminated soon. In conclusion, there was a request for funds from Farah to Tomi.

Topics like this are common in their households, especially if the account is fresh because monthly wages have been received. With Tomi's finances in complete control, he can't do much. He listened enough, and sometimes slammed some things to relieve his frustration in the heart.

“What's up?” Dara started the conversation with a short conversation. He does not expect the question to be answered honestly, but usually if the transfer problem transfers, Tomi will tell you what is needed. Just tell, not ask for approval.

Dara stroked her increasingly distended stomach. At the age of eight months of pregnancy, the baby is increasingly actively moving to all corners of the stomach. Just waiting for a few more weeks, Dara will soon meet her tiny baby. In the midst of a daily marriage full of quarrels, they already plan to go buy some baby equipment after work later.

Dara was born to a family who were, but went bankrupt when she was very young. Of course, with the income he has now, he dreams of buying his son things that he never got in his childhood. Comfortable clothes, a soft bed, educational toys, a sturdy baby stroller, and a few more things are already on his shopping list.

He knew his salary would not be expected, so he had told Tomi in advance that he would work overtime, and the proceeds would be used to buy their baby's necessities. Something funny of course, but it finally felt normal for him. Salary was completely controlled by Tomi, so Dara had to get other extras in order to buy this and that.

“It ... Farahs. Request additional posts,” Tomi answers briefly while looking at her phone screen.

“Additional? Isn't the ration now more than enough?” Dara ventured to protest a little.

Tomi scratched her head that was either itchy or not. It seems that every time this money call comes in, Tomi often seems to be under pressure.

“Betul ... I think it's like that, too, Ra. I've asked several times for details of what she wears with the monthly shipment. But ... yes, I see,” tumben once Tomi like not siding with Farah. Usually he does not hesitate to rebuke Dara if protesting about the shipment that has made no sense request. Not even Dara was ever given that much money by Tomi. With the amount that each month is requested, and some other Tomi needs, Tomi's salary is completely intact used only for her, Farah and her children. As for other purposes in his household with Dara, all purely using the results of Dara's efforts. Rather than luring raw bogem to land on her face, Dara will try to avoid discussing her husband's salary.

“What's up, Bi?” dara was curious about the request this time. This is not the first time Farah has asked for additional submissions. Almost every month, there is an addition because of ridiculous things though. For example, to buy the same clothes with the parents of other students before the event they hang out together. Not something primary .. neither urgent ...

“Seven million. To buy a motorcycle he said.” replied Tomi briefly while scratching his head more roughly this time.

Dara became completely fresh instantly. That much money? Does Farah think she and Tomi are printing money here? Coupled with the monthly rations, that amount was very much. Meanwhile, Dara also had to set aside half of her finances before the birth of her baby.

“What emergency should buy new motor?” his tone began to show annoyance. For Dara, Farah is very aji mumpung.

“I don't think, baby. But the reason for the schoolboy shuttle,” Tomi's tone began to soften when he saw Dara's displeased face. At certain times, he takes into account the feelings of his young wife, and at other times he is very indifferent to her.

“Yes. I think so, too, Bi. Have they not had a vehicle yet? He rarely takes kids to school, right? I use ojeg more often. I've got a plan for our son, there's no way something like this is tucked into the plan all of a sudden. Anyway we should be on guard for the birth fee.”

“You are right ... I'll tell Farah about this,” Checkmate! Dara won the discussion this morning. His heart rate, which had been stirring, returned to a normal rhythm. He sewn his legs slightly swollen due to sitting too long at work yesterday.

He saw Tomi moving out of their room. With the door open, he could clearly hear what Tomi was saying in the second call with Farah.

“Iya. It can't be like that. Dara also needs to. She's about to give birth. Overseas, the cost here is not small. Anyway it's not an urgent thing at the moment, ‘kan?” it was a pleasure when Dara heard the words coming out of Tomi's mouth. Her husband used to lean towards Farah and would accept all her requests. But ... Not this time!

...****************...

Dara's pregnancy wasn't just something that made her happy. It also makes his office friends happy. They are very happy to imagine the story if the tiny baby was born later. Almost all of them were very attentive to the pregnant woman. Some often come to bring Dara a snack to increase the weight of the baby on his stomach.

The story of Dara's plan to buy some baby equipment is also a trending topic in the afternoon. Some of them were very happy when they found out that the baby Dara was carrying was a baby girl, according to USG a few days ago.

Cony ... The name was the name that first popped into Dara's head, and since then they called her ‘Mama Cony’.

This time the situation sided with Dara and her little baby in the stomach. Tomi can be said to be on his side as well. He accompanied Dara that afternoon to a mall in the country to look for baby supplies. Tomi has chosen a well-known baby brand outlet, which is almost in all countries.

Dara's steps were so excited when they got in front of the mall. She entered the phase she was very much looking forward to in her pregnancy, which was hunting for baby gear. Tom smiled at his wife a few times. Throughout their marriage, it was the first time she saw Dara smile so wide and so excited at each step.

Soft pastel colors, instantly soothing Dara's eyes. He went straight to the various corners of the baby shop. Tomi keeps him hooked to help her decide this and that.

Drrrtt! Tomi's phone rang a few times, but with a tap on the screen, the phone came back silent. Tomi is enjoying the time to choose some clothes with cute designs for her future daughter who is soon to be present.

That famous brand has excellent material quality. Not only that, various clothing modes with their respective uses. Dara did not forget to buy as well as some of her tiny baby bedding, and also toiletries. It felt really unable to stop taking this and that to meet their troly.

The large amount of shopping was paid by Tomi at the cashier. Usually he would grumble at what Dara was spending, but not this time. He continued to hold his wife's hand while carrying bags of groceries out of the mall.

In the taxi to the trip home, they were busy discussing some other items that had not been bought because they had a lot of luggage.

Drr!

Farah: [ Where? Why was my phone rejected? ]

Dara clasped her husband's hand. At times like this, he gets jealous very easily.

Tomi briefly replies to the message, and leaves her phone screen in the same position, which Dara can see.

Tomi: [We just got home from baby shopping. ]

Farah: [Buy where? ]

Tomi: [In the mall here. In (brand name ) ]

Farah: [Isn't that a pretty expensive brand? ]

Tomi: [ Yep. Right. Dara had been a long time getting ready to shop there. ]

Farah: [Good yes, she ... Where have you been with my children to find their belongings as a baby? Especially with such an expensive brand ]

Dara began to flat her expression reading the message. This isn't the first time Farah has always compared them. Dara worked hard to get all of this.

Tomi: [I have to work to be able to pay all your operating expenses. Dara plans to give birth normally. After all, he worked hard all this time so that he could collect money to shop here. This is her first baby. You also used to be shopping for baby needs, ‘kan? ]

Farah: [Correct. But not expensive things like you bought for him. Just cheap regular clothes. ]

Enough is! Dara finally ignited emotions with the message. The message looked like an initial investigation, but turned into a criticism and complaint.

“Why is Farah like that? This is my right, ‘kan? I work anyways. I'm not asking you to buy all this. He can talk like that if I just sit around asking.” His protest to Tomi who rubbed the back of his hand tried to calm down.

“I understand ..” Tomi answered briefly to meet his wife's grumbling.

Tomi: [We didn't have any money at the time. After all, at that time I was the only one working, could not possibly buy expensive items like this. Bede. Dara here works. ]

Dara was satisfied. Her husband was on her team this time.

The journey home was exhausting. They spent three to four hours picking out baby gear, and an hour driving home due to severe congestion. Given Farah's message, Dara certainly felt unhappy. He hopes that the woman does not always make herself a comparison. The woman may be busy with her children, but not tired of working like Dara, and vice versa.

A message came in, stopping Dara's hand from removing the label from the baby clothes she was going to wash.

Farah: [It's comfortable to be you. Go shopping accompanied. To the branded place. ]

As expected, this will happen. Dara tried to dampen her emotions first.

Dara: [ Hello Ma'am. Yes, thank God I have a fortune for all this. ]

Farah: [Have you sent anything to your baby? ]

Dara: [Not yet. I guess he doesn't have to bother because of the long distance. ]

Fart: [Oh yeah? Too bad, when my mother always gave this for the birth of my children. Did she ever ask you about your pregnancy? ]

With a quiet breath, Dara tried to keep her emotions down. He knew very well Farah would try to make him uncomfortable with this kind of conversation.

Dara: [Oh so? Hehe, his rejekinya mbak means yes, given this it is the same in-law. I've never called him, but Tomi always sends USG photos, mbak. ]

Fart: [Oh yeah? What gender? ]

Dara: [Female. Tomi said, surely it will be very beautiful. ]

Molly: [Yes, maybe. My son is also a girl, his face looks a lot like his father. ]

Dara: [I've seen. I hope my son will look like me. I want him to have a nose like me. ]

What the fuck is all this .. that's what Dara keeps thinking about in her brain. This woman is clearly trying to do two things. Between making themselves equal, or making Dara always under him. This, the competition as two wives with the same husband, initially not something that Dara pursued. Then, all the passes thrown by Farah turned out to make him have to be a smart person to play with emotions.