THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE

TPDD 259 (Rich)

"Where are you going, Mir. Are you getting this clock?" ask Tom as he leaves for work.

"You go to the religious court office, get our divorce taken care of."

Tomi was stunned to hear that. He even stopped enjoying his food. His eyes stared intently at the woman who was now sitting at the same table as him.

"You're serious about your decision, Mir?" ask Tomi. Either to be sure or what. To be sure from his gaze and tone, there was a sense of disappointment that penetrated into the recesses of his heart.

"As you can see, Tom. I am sure of my decision. So help me ask, don't make things worse, okay?" miranda replied quietly and calmly. He did not want to provoke a commotion like the day before.

"Mir, please give me a chance. I promise, I'll change. I'll learn to like you the way you want. Please, give me a chance?" tomi said with a full plea. He also seemed reluctant to blow up his emotions this time. Afraid of going the wrong way and making it all back.

"Don't you have three years together, you have a lot of opportunities to change, Tom? But why is it only now that your intentions change after the mess you made. Please, Tom. Every now and then you reflect, respond wrongly to you. I'm tired, Tom. I need to be happy too. I need something I never got as a woman. I also want to have children, for holidays with my husband. My friend, who used to be happy with her husband and son. I want to, Tom. And for three years, I held him. Wish you'd changed, but what do I get, Tom?"

Tomi silenced. He bowed while digesting Miranda's words. What the woman said was true. He was wrong all along. He is more concerned with his own happiness than others especially Miranda.

"Please, Tom. Don't make this problem any harder. We better split up. We are the same as looking for our own happiness without constantly hurting each other. And in a few days, I'll move. I'll stay at one of my boutiques. Again I beg you, Tom, don't make our way difficult."

While on the other side of the earth, Rizal continued his mother's work which was stopped. Not the intention of wanting to take the heart of the mother, Rizal was only confused about what to do while at home. Lagian Rizal is used to taking over his mother's work such as washing, cleaning the floor, guarding the stalls.

After finishing washing clothes and drying them, Rizal chose to go out and open a simple stall owned by his mother. The stall that mom set up to help the family economy. Mr. Rizal only works as a lackey in the district office, while the brother, follow the neighbors work in stores all kinds of seasoning materials.

Later Rizal's brother will get married and maybe things will change. Andini will definitely be with her husband. Surely Rizal is the one who will help everything that this house needs later after the brother is married.

After opening the shop, Rizal sat there playing his phone. If it's honest, Rizal is currently missing the atmosphere at work. I miss the routine she has been doing for two months. But what you want to say, now the story has changed. And he caused one of those stories to change.

"Eh yes, Ma'am," replied Rizal. Then he stood up and played a game. "What do you want to buy, Mom?"

"Rice, Zal one kilo, egg a quarter, oil a liter," sprightly, Rizal served what the mother ordered. "Where's mom, Zal?"

"Inside?" rizal replied while weighing the rice.

"Can you please call me, right? I have a need."

"Okay, ma'am" replied Rizal. After finishing weighing and wrapping the rice, Rizal came in to call the mother. If it wasn't for the neighbors, maybe Mom would have been reluctant to leave the room when Rizal called. Inwardly, Rizal felt very miserable. Mother did not look at him at all. Rizal followed the mother to the stall because he wanted to take a cell phone.

After meeting the mother, the neighbor immediately threw some questions about the enthusiasm of the mother pkk.

"Rizal coming home when, Ma'am? Pangling me earlier? When in this shop there is a handsome bachelor," asked the neighbors after the pkk business is finished.

"Rome last night, Mbakyu," replied Mom briefly, while Rizal, who was sitting in the stall, just smiled while playing his phone.

"Go back from the city so be more handsome, Zal. Let a lot of smitten girls come home" Rizal and Mom just smiled at it. "What's important in the city is to take care of yourself, Zal. Don't like that Doni, the part of work in town eh even ngehamilin people's children. Where to live together without ties there again. It's bad!"

The deg!

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