
Samara POV.
I kept waiting for Mas Syaka to come home, but there was no sign yet of Mas Syaka going home quickly. Though the clock has shown midnight, but Mas Syaka has not yet returned home.
I also decided to sleep in my room. Because tomorrow morning I'm going to go shopping for the house, and buy the ingredients to make the cake. Because from tomorrow I will sell cakes around, so that the neighbors can try my cake.
At 03:00
I'mawakened. Because of the sound of the car stopping in front of the house, and surely it was the sound of Mas Syaka's car that just returned home. I didn't go open the door. Because Mas Syaka already has the spare key, therefore. I chose to go into the bathroom, to take ablution and to perform the evening prayer.
When I came out of the bathroom. Mas Syaka was still not asleep, and he seemed to be replying to a message. I don't know with who? I didn't know that. Until Mas Syaka was unaware of my arrival, who had already come out from inside the bathroom.
"Mas" I tried to call Mas Syaka.
"Dear, baby" he said, putting his phone on the top of the drawer.
Looks like I have to ask about Mas Syaka who took the car in a critical manner first. Before I ask about the money my car sold by Mas Syaka, and only get a transfer of five million rupiah.
"Mas why? Take the car in a critical way?" i carefully. So that Mas Syaka would not be offended by my question.
"Mas deliberately bought his car in a critical manner. Because the rest of the money made business venture capital together with friends Mas, and the car was to deliver goods dear, not make Mas use. But Mas bought the motor in cash because.." I immediately interrupted Mas Syaka's remark. Because Mas Syaka didn't tell me that Mas Syaka bought the bike in cash. Mas Syaka already has a motor.
"Don't I have a motor?" I asked who interrupted Mas Syaka's speech.
"Yes, one for you to take the kids to school, and the other for Mas to go to work. Because it is impossible to use a car that makes a business. You see, this business is just pioneering, and the money from the results of this business will be used to pay for car installments. I hope you can save money, and sorry Mas salary is not like it used to be. Therefore, Mas is looking for additional work, in order to meet the needs of our household." replied Mas Syaka explained to me.
"Keep why! I'm just getting five million?" I went back to asking about the money my car was selling Mas Syaka.
"Mas, I told you! Money from the sale of cars, will be used to do business with friends Mas. So Mas took the car in a criditic and motorbike in cash, you husband just came home from work already noisily, Mas Syaka looked at me, like a person who was upset with my question.
I also tried to understand the situation like this, and did not ask about the business pioneered by my husband. Even in my heart, I want to know Mas Syaka's business venture with his friend. Because Mas Syaka used to come home late at night, and I was a little suspicious of my husband. But I hope my feelings are wrong, and I have to keep thinking positively of my husband.
I immediately performed the evening prayer. Mas Syaka seems to have slept.
*****
Next day.
I finished cooking, told my son and husband to have breakfast together. But when we were all eating. Suddenly there was a sound of a motorcycle horn in front of the house.
Tin-tin sound horn motor.
"That's not Mas's motor horn?" I asked about the sound of Mas Syaka's motor horn. Because I just remembered! If Mas Syaka had gone yesterday to take the bike, and went home in his new car.
"Yes, yesterday it was a friend of Mas borrowed the same bike Mas. Maybe he came early this morning, because he wanted to deliver Mas's motorbike" replied Mas Syaka. Before Mas Syaka went to open the door.
I, who was curious about Mas Syaka's friend, immediately went to see Mas Syaka's friend.
"Well, the same guard driver who delivered Mas Syaka motorbike? Is Mas Syaka's friend a security guard and driver?" my shocked mutter saw the arrival of the security guard and driver, who delivered the other two motorcycles I knew that it had Mas Syaka, but if the other one I do not know.
"Why you, baby?" ask Mas Syaka who is in front of me.
"That's Mas' friend?" I'm the curious one. Ask Mas Syaka.
"No, he's the same driver who works at Mas's friend's place, this is the key for you to take the kids to school." Mas Syaka gave Mas Syaka's motorcycle keys to me.
"So that's the other motorbike, whose motorcycle is Mas? And that driver was carrying a pick-up car who's Mas?" ask me again to Mas Syaka.
"You why? Still don't believe what you say?'' ask Mas Syaka while staring at me.
"Yes I believe in Mas" I said. And it turns out last night Mas Syaka came home with a pick up car, so it's true that Mas Syaka bought a new car for business with his friend. "I'm sorry I was suspicious of you" I thought.
"Mas wants to go to work first." Mas Syaka immediately went to work for me. I immediately stretched out my hand, to shake hands with Mas Syaka.
After Mas Syaka left, I immediately approached my three children who were eating at the dinner table.
"Eating and drinking the milk has been spent yet?" ask my three children.
"Have dong mother, mine is over." Candra immediately answered my question, revealing her food and drinks that had been exhausted.
"I'm also bun, too" Arsya and Kirana chimpanzees simultaneously.
I smiled at the funny behavior of my three children, and invited the three of them to go to school. "When it's over, let's go to school."
After I finished taking my son to school, I immediately went to the market to buy groceries to make cakes. I'll make a cake like my mother taught me, and after I finish making the cake. I would go around selling cookies, waiting for my son to come home from school, and offer the cakes I made to my mothers at my school.
I was so grateful for the first day I sold my cake. Neighbors and mothers at my son's school, love my cake.
When I'm going home. Suddenly her son Bu Nani, my neighbor Rika, called me. I went to him immediately too. "What's Rika?"
"The temple still exists does Aunt Samara?" ask Rika.
"There's Rica, but there's just a little more left" I told Rika.
"Yes it's okay. You see the cake made by Aunt Samara is delicious, and my Mama's friend inside also wants to buy it. Aunt just go inside." Rika praised my cake, and told me to go inside her house. Because her friend Bu Nani is going to buy my cake.
I, who entered the house of my neighbor Bu Nani, accidentally listened to the voice of Bu Nani's conversation with her friend.
"You help me find dong's maid. I'm tired of having to do homework" said his friend Bu Nani.
"Yes, I'll find people around here. Who knows if anyone would want to work with you. Moreover, the work is only half a day, and the salary you provide is also quite large. There must be a lot of people who want to" said Bu Nani.
I heard that, so I wanted to work at her friend Bu Nani's house. Because it's only half a day, and I can still take care of the kids and the house.
"Assalamualaikum, excuse me ma'am." I immediately went to Bu Nani and her friend.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Uh, Miss Samara apparently, there's still the cake?" ask Bu Nani.
"This is Miss cake, just a little more. Which one can you choose?" I replied while showing my sales to Bu Nani and her friend.
"I bought everything" his friend Bu Nani bought all my cakes that stayed a little longer. I immediately put the cake I made into a plastic bag.
"Sorry Mom, did I overhear the talk of my mother looking for a maid?" my many.
"Well, you want to be my maid?" replied his friend Bu Nani enthusiastically.
"Yes ma'am would, but it really only works for half a day?" ask me to make sure the words I hear.
"Yes right, and here's my card. So from tomorrow morning you start working at my house, but it's 8 o'clock, yeah" his friend Bu Nani gave me his card.
I'm happy to get a new job, even if it's just a maid. Because I can still take my son home from school, and get a fixed salary. I can still sell cakes, because working as a maid is only half a day. I want to do this job, to help my household finances.