Used Shirt

The Hidden Talent

(Mila)

It was late afternoon, I felt a little tired from my activities today.

"Would I rest first, I feel like my body hurts all the better I get into the room, ".

Just about to close the door, Siska slipped into my room.

"What's wrong, mbak?" I was a little surprised.

"That's what you brought? "the baby Siska grabbed the bag that contained the clothes of her late mother Qila.

"What the hell, play take away," I began to get annoyed with his behavior.

"I just want to see doang, wow his clothes are nice, you pick up where, there is the same fit I ngak yah ".

"No one will fit, so fat, "I said a little mocking him.

"Enak just fat I nih bohay tauk, "mbak Siska defended himself.

"Whatever is clear, no one will fit, just try if you don't believe, "I smile cynically.

" Yes well, her small clothes are all small, her clothes are long longer, what makes this shirt before her man is high times yes, " mbak Siska looks disappointed.

" Emang, ngak kayak sembak semetre dirty hahaha, "my words while releasing laughter.

"Less asem you are, yes I came home first, my husband is waiting outside, "siska looks like he's going home, but wait for something strange.

" Wait mbak, the feeling of yesterday the bag that mbak bring kempis deh kok now bulging yes, come on? I'm bringing what from here, don't do anything like that, "I'm very suspicious.

" Eh that's the dress of the Gani who is wearing the same Gilang, as long as nginap here Gilang kan makai clothes Gani but I haven't had time to wash, let me take it home, just take it home, let alone for the Gilang yes," said mbak Siska.

" It's good to give back my son's clothes, I think buy him ngak use money, so want to come to the house people bring change of clothes, can borrow but flip back, anyway his clothes Gani ngak much, so he wants to come to the house, cook mbak bring, then my son wear what? it's good to have someone say, "I snatched Siska's mbak bag.

I'm looking at Gani's shirt right in Siska's bag, not just dirty clothes but party clothes, the street clothes of the Gani who I had folded in the closet were also brought.

" Wah wah mbak Siska really yes, this steals his name, bring stuff people do not say say say say, look out mbak very mbak kayak gini I will be aduin same mas Rido, I will not, I'm sure mbak ngak will be allowed to sleep again, this dirty clothes that have been in Gilang wear just bring it, still fortunately I am still good, " I threw a dirty shirt at Siska's feet.

" Aduin alone there at most later Rido will also belain me, I'm his brother, you're just another person, the stingy, ugly clothes in the stingy, "siska is not ashamed.

" Remember, I must be someone else to you, so at least you should not disturb my life, rather disturb my family, if only be p*rasit do not need to come here," I said restrain emotions.

"Bodo very, you are no good, have lived uselessly, just relying on the husband, stingy anyway" .

Is it possible that Siska is not aware that she is also just relying on her husband too, indeed she is not self-conscious.

"Yes wait let alone go home there your husband is waiting outside," said I was getting tired of serving him.

" So you drive me, ok be ready you will I admit all your behavior towards me to Rido, let you later be on cere, let me be your widow," mbak Siska threatened me.

After Siska's departure I leaned against the wall, I felt that my life was so complicated, from all the problems I faced, I didn't think I could survive on my own.

I think long, the word mbak siska dancing nari in my head, (you only rely on your husband). mbak Siska did not know all this time, my struggle to cover the lack of mas Rido, starting from indebted here and there, so the washing workers to become a permak clothes.

During my stay here also I did not stay silent, the day I went through with my friend's oline sales promotion, we share the good results to buy my needs and can also save little by little.

I've never mintak it into mas Rido, but why people's judgments are always wrong to me

I sighed and then got up to the warehouse, I saw cardboard boxes full of used clothes, I was confused about what to do, arrived dazed at the idea of making crafts from used clothes, and then I saw the, incidentally the child has slept, I was creative.

I picked up the middle-room automatic sewing machine, and I started making something out of that shirt, the first idea I made was a bag for shopping, yes later if you want to go to the market can bring the bag.

Stage after stage I assembled finally finished also my shopping bag, quite a bit big, can fit a lot of stuff, arrived there was someone knocking on the door.

"Who? " tanyaku.

"I," said Mba Lilis my neighbor, my feelings began to feel bad. After I opened the door he even snuck in.

" This is your plastic plate, yes, why is it in my house, " said Lilis.

" Yes yesterday I made a lot of food I love your in-laws, why? " i was a little surprised.

"Other times it is not necessary for food, let alone use plastic plates like gini, I am allergic to plastic plates," said Mbak Lilis while placing dishes roughly on the table.

" Weird, just the same plastic goods are allergic, what disease is it?".

"Don't talk a lot anyway don't need to bring a plastic plate to my house, wait it clothes from me you what, "spontaneously Ms. Lilis glanced at the sewing machine.

" I made a bag, let it come in handy".

" You don't appreciate people's gifts, you don't know thank you".

" Yes where else does not fit me, small, and no make too, I make a bag to be useful, rather than a pile in the warehouse, "my words defend themselves.

" Yes the bag for me, besides it's my shirt, you make a new one again" said Mbak Lilis shameless.

" It's good that I'm tired of it for him, just play take it, the clothes are loved to me anyway, it means it's mine".

"All of you can do again, I still want this one, it's a sign of your gratitude to me because, I've been good with you, I often give you clothes, "mbak Lilis.

"Yes, most are not worth wearing, many are perforated" I quipped Lilis.

" You will be able to sew, which is how you sew, anyways you ask the price of the shirt, you will not be able to buy, I have gone home, this bag is mine, " lilis said passed away and went with the bag.

I sighed" The fate of having a neighbor is so great," I said as I massaged my dizzy forehead.