What is my fault, sir?

Banana Tree Come

It has been a month that Neng has been living in a villa. She always did the same routine, only inside the drawing room if no sir husband came. Serving and performing his duties as a wife while Al is in the villa.

In this one month Alfarizi always came drunk and arrived at the villa at night. Always treat Neng like she is with a woman who is often called Sinta, but every time Alfarizi touches and will sit with Neng she always says the words that she only belongs to him. No man can touch her, not even his real father.

Neng also hardly ever talked to Al during this one month, came at night and was about to leave for work when Neng fell asleep in the morning. Neng also never spent the money disbursed by Junaidi Said once a week. The money was just piled up in the closet at the bottom of the lingerie shirt after he took a million to share with security and Aunt Minah and Uncle Tono.

After a month of pondering and starting to be able to accept the fate that has been outlined by God to him. And because of the promise he made to Asep's father. Neng started to feel calm and did not cry much like the beginning he came to the villa.

This Sunday morning Neng intends to start familiarizing himself with the people who are in the villa. Have breakfast with Aunt Minah. Uncle Tono and the security in the dining room next to the kitchen.

"Save the morning everyone, can I join breakfast here?" tanya Neng stood in front of the kitchen door.

"Good morning, Miss should have you breakfast in the main dining room," replied Aa Jun running over to Neng.

"It's okay, can I also call you Aa Jun?"

"Sure Miss, I'd be honored if you call like that, please sit down, Miss!"

"Thank you, just call me Neng if there's no ...!" the word Neng did not continue his words already answered by Aunt Minah.

"If there is no Mr. Al, but later even kebablasan, fear to be angry with Mr. Al if found out."

"Miss, even if we call you Miss, we would be happy if you are familiar with us" replied Uncle Tono.

"From now on I will also return to call you Miss, but I will regard you as my own daughter," Aunt Minah said as she picked up an empty plate for Neng.

"Whatever, what's breakfast today?" tanya Neng excitedly picked up the spoon that was beside the plate.

"Miss fried rice, please!" Aa Jun persuaded Neng to take the fried rice that was on the dining table.

since then, Neng has been cooking with Aunt Minah in the kitchen. They often make breakfast for them. Frequently talking and drawing in the living room or in the back dining room.

Almost a week this Alfarizi did not come to the villa and Neng often chatted with all the residents of the villa, especially Aa Jun. He often tells about his girlfriend who migrated to Jakarta and his sister who has died, and Aa Jun considers Neng like his own sister. Like this Saturday afternoon they were telling stories in the back dining room after lunch.

"Will Miss listen to my story?" said Aa Jun with her face looking moody.

"Tell me, if Aa believes me!" said Neng who can read if Junaidi Said looks sad.

Junaidi Said breathed a long breath before telling a story because suddenly his chest felt tight when remembering the events that befell his beloved sister. "Three years ago, my sister also experienced events like Miss."

"Yes Miss, but the bad thing is my sister just graduated Junior High, she's only sixteen."

"What's going on with him now?"

"One month after the incident my sister cut her pulse on her wrist, so she wasn't saved." Aa Jun lowered his head on the dining table and sobbed so that it was calmed down by Uncle Tono by wiping his back.

"Why didn't Aa save him back then?" asked Neng with emotion.

"It was my fault Miss, at that time I asked Dad to buy me a new bike, but it was the sister who was the victim."

"You must be sincere and patient Aa, that is the line of the Almighty" advised Aunt Minah.

Junaidi Said instantly wiped her tears and straightened her body looking at Neng with a sad look "If my sister is still around maybe the same age as you, Miss; and one more Miss I consider you like my own sister so please don't do as my sister does!"

Neng only smiled wryly considering yesterday also wanted to do the same after one day marrying Siri with Mr. Alfarizi. Not one hundred percent of parents are willing to marry siri or sell their own daughter. There are also economic and environmental factors.

It is true that the environmental factor in one of the cities in West Java is an area that has many foreign tourists because the area is beautiful and cool. Foreign or domistic tourists who have thick pockets under the guise of marriage series to legalize their relationship with girls in the area around where they travel and the many villas built there.

"No Aa, I will try to accept this with sincerity, Aunt Minah once told me God will not give trials to His servant beyond his means."

"Good, that's just my sister's name, you have to be strong, I'll always take care of you Miss."

"Thank you Aa, now I have a brother."

"Have told her sad story now we better tell her something else."

Finally they talked and talked cheerfully. Even Neng started to get comfortable with them being able to laugh off without a burden. His heart began to be sincere with destiny befalling him.

Until three o'clock in the afternoon they were still talking. Only one security was guarding at the gate, but suddenly their master came in the villa like never before. Alfarizi came in full consciousness, not drunk as usual.

After parking his car Alfarizi rushed into the house with a little run but until the living room he stopped his steps when he heard Neng's carefree laughter sitting between Aunt Minah and Aa Jun. Initially Alfarizi only frowned while listening to Neng's crisp and cheerful voice. Though for one month it was one room even he could always make it float because it was satisfied and could vent his gloom but he almost never talked to him.

Although without alcohol, Alfarizi's emotions began to appear because he heard Neng's voice look familiar with Junaidi and can laugh freely with him. Whereas if in the room he always kept silent a thousand languages. Sometimes he looks at his face as if he is reluctant.

Alfarizi walked with long steps glancing at those who were conversing, "Neng, enter the room now!"

"Waduuuhtur, the banana tree is coming!" neng said unconsciously.