Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 22

Amal is sitting in front of me. So was his mother Amal.

" Sorry to interrupt early in the morning. Zahra wants to take this." I took out a white envelope and gave it to Amal.

" What is this?" Ask Amal to be astonished.

" Letter of resignation." Reply weak.

Mas Amal looked surprised while still holding a white envelope containing my resignation letter.

" Why resign? Don't you feel comfortable? The kids like you too much. If you go out, they will lose a teacher like you.

" Honestly this is heavy, but..." There was a sense of worry to tell about the incident last night.

" But why? Tell me how you know I can help you. We're still one family at that school." Charity is like giving me a fresh breeze.

" Just tell Zah, how to know her mother and her brother Wita can help you. Consider us your brothers or your family." Amal's mother gave me the strength to tell me what happened.

I finally told you about last night when Mr. Indro came to the house to propose to me. Including when he pulled my veil violently so that not only the veil interested in my hair was also in the hands of Mr. Indro.

" That's how it happened. So Zahra no longer felt safe in the neighborhood. And this was the first experience of anyone being rude to Zahra." It was sad to remember what happened last night. Sometimes I wipe the tears that fall on my cheeks.

" Patience, hopefully in the future there will be no more people who are rude to you." General mas Saying.

" Patience Zah, hopefully there will be a rainbow after the storm." His mother said Amal encouraged me.

" Don't be sad anymore now we mean it first." His mother Mas Amal filled fried rice into a plate.

After breakfast was finished, his mother Mas Amal pamit ahead for a while because there was a vegetable handyman passing by.

I cleaned and washed the dirty dishes the rest of us ate. While Amal was preparing to go to school.

After finishing washing the dishes I walked forward, but had to cross paths with mass Amal who had just come out of the room.

" Please say something back to me." General mas Saying.

" Which words are you?" I try to remember but I don't remember.

" I want to propose to you and marry you. I also want you to be uminya Wita. If you are ready, please let me know. If you are embarrassed to talk directly, you can notify me via the green logo application." He ended his words with a smile and blinked one eye. He passed from before me.

I smiled at his disappearance.

He left the thump of love in my chest. Mas Charity... I love you!

" yeah,.. Zahras..! Someone's voice surprised me.

Oh my God. What happened to me? Why could I not be aware of the arrival of his mother Amal? Oh Allah, I want to put my face where I am.

" Why are you smiling?" Ask his mother Amal to be astonished.

" Em anu ma'am earlier..." I was confused for what reason.

" Are you awake yet?"

" I don't think he's open yet, because Zahra hasn't heard his voice." My answer.

" Wita if you wake up not crying. He's at best just staying in the room." His mother Amal opened the room.

" It's true. Here come in.! Wita must have been as cool as it opened your eyes." His mother Amal.

" Come on in! No need to bother." His mother Amal.

I also put my feet in this room.

" This is Charity's room. Sometimes Wita sleeps with her brother, sometimes sleep with her mother. He just wants to be the most important thing to be good at." Without asking mom to tell me.

I looked around this room. There are only photos of Amal and Zuwita. How unfortunate Charity is for Zuwita.

I looked at Zuwita's cheeks, he smiled at me. I played around for a while with Zuwita, and immediately wanted to go home because it wasn't good to have been here too long. What the neighbors said. " Mom, zahra said yes to go home."

" Why so fast? Though I was going to invite you to walk to the brother's house."

Huh brother? After that was my relationship with Amal until his mother wanted to invite me to meet his brother.

" Later if it becomes his brother's place, just call me buk. Because Zahra was afraid of nyariin grandma because Zahra was here grandma hasn't woke up yet." I tried to find an excuse and gave my mobile number to Amal's mother.

I finally say goodbye home.

When I came out of the mass house of Amal, so many people were watching me. Not infrequently they shouted 'when to eat delicious?'

Makes me want to be out of their sight.

I'll get the vehicle as soon as possible.

And I finally got home.

Aunt Lidya greeted me with a mischievous smile.

" Long time to the house of in-laws."

" Aunty...!" I pretended to pout in front of my aunt when my heart was actually blossoming. I don't know why I'm just saying his name, I'm happy.

Is this what is called love? Love to a handsome widower with one child.

I chuckled at myself imagining it.

" Make a smile of your own." Aunt Lidya started insinuating me.

" Aunty, later if she becomes Amal's mother wants to take Zahra to his brother Amal's house. How's auntie?" I asked Aunt Lidya for an opinion. Because Aunt Lidya I think has understood and has eaten a lot of salt life.

" Turn back to your power. If you are serious with Amal and sure also love and love the same Amal yes please join acquainted with his family. But if you don't have any feelings for what to introduce the family?" Auntie thinks so.

I must have heard the advice of Aunt Lidya.

" Don't bewitch! It is also thought that marrying Amal is hard. He still has a living ex-wife. Usually the former wife who is still alive is very testing our domestic life later. Especially his ex-wife like Amal's wife last night. Spooky like a aunt demon look. Second, the Amal had a child. Sometimes there are parents who do not accept when the child is guilty you continue to be angry. You'll be stamped as a cruel stepmother. And you will also be more at odds with Amal later. Especially if Amal's mother intervenes with your domestic relations. If you now judge her mother Amal is good usually because you are not married to her child. But we try to think positively. Hopefully his mother Amal will really be the good in-laws that all women dream of. You understand that?" So long explanation aunt Lidya.

" Marriage is not easy. Marriage is not just you and Charity, but the whole family. And to unite a large family is hard to ask for forgiveness. It takes both of you to work hard." Add another aunt.

The cup! The cup! I kissed aunt Lidya's cheek.

" Thank you for my advice, dear aunt." I went into the room leaving the aunt alone on the porch.

The clock on the wall of the room shows ten o'clock in the afternoon, I immediately take a shower to make it fresher again. Don't forget today I want a pretty bobok. My days will be more relaxed. And now I've become a successful unemployed. I laughed in my heart so unemployment success kok proud busy my inner chattering alone.

I don't know why the drowsiness comes attacking until my eyes can't compromise even a little, I finally fell asleep.

I don't know how many hours I've been asleep until the sound of the phone ringing shocked me. There is a mass name Amal plastered on the mobile phone screen. What did Amal call me?