When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

when my wife no longer asks for money (3)

" You...."

" Ratih, why are you here?" Ask someone I know very well. In fact, I once fell in love with the man who was now right in front of me.

" Should it be, I ? Why are you here."

Yes, the man was named Anggara , who filled this niche of the heart but back then. After he continued his studies abroad. We broke up and today, I was reunited with him.

Uh, not-don't this be his office again. Not that, this is the owner of the company, Mr. Sanjaya ." I murmured in my heart, while remembering who the owner of this company is now.

I remember very well, this company belongs to Mr. Sanjaya but why Anggara is here.

" This is papa's office, me. He no longer took care of the office 2 years ago. Since then, I've been replacing papa ." Anggara said, I am still standing with my feet sore. Not that, told to sit first but instead talked. Cook a beautiful woman like this to stand up. Praise yourself.

" So, sir Sanjaya is your papa." I said, Anggara just nodded . Once in a while, staring at me makes it uncomfortable.

" Oh yeah, sit down first. I forgot to tell you to sit so surprised I we can meet again ." Anggara said, telling Ratih to sit on the sofa in his room.

Ratih sat on the sofa with his feet already sore, he put his sling bag on the side .while, Anggara sat opposite to her.

" Why, you're working again !" Ask Anggara.

Duh, I told ya. If I tell you why I work it's the same way I open my own household disgrace. Ahh, let.

" I work to meet my needs as well as my son's." I said, the pain that had been broken again when remembering how the stingy attitude of Rahman mas not kelitungan.

" Your husband is working, right? Why, you're working too." Ask Anggara curiously.

" I'm not worth living and all this, I do for my daughter." Said me, turned to the side then exhaled violently.

" Yes, you can work here tomorrow ? You I put in where you used to be. In the financial section and for today, you can be quick." Anggara.

It feels very happy and grateful . finally, I was accepted again and happy finally I was able to meet my past aka ex.hehe, a little or not, this feeling still exists until now.

" Thank you sir. You've accepted me back in this office, that's my permission to go home sir." Said me, I deliberately call sir because it is not good to call names because we are superiors and subordinates.

Then I came out of that room. I saw Sinta working on something in her cubicle.

" How, not received," asked Sinta enthusiastically. I just smiled and nodded that I accepted working here.

"Alhamdulillah, I was horrified that we could work together like before," said Sinta hugged me, I just smiled.

Lucky day will start, before going home I will shop some clothes to the office and also pashmina.

I went to the mall to shop for my needs to the office. I have to take care of my appearance so I don't feel ashamed at the office. After buying some clothes, I went home to pick up my daughter whom I had left to Tini.

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The sun was so hot, I finally got home . I got out of the taxi after paying for it, I carried my little fussy daughter maybe thirsty because I haven't given ASI yet.

I saw mom relaxing in front of the tv . temporarily, I went straight to the room to breastfeed my daughter. Finished breastfeeding rania, I replaced the clothes with negligee that has been sewn several times .

Mas Rahman never bought me clothes.Senju married, he only bought clothes in time Lebaran after that he did not take the initiative to buy his maybe fear his money will run out.

Suddenly, I heard Rahman's motorbike outside. I saw at 12 noon, my stingy husband's pantesan was home. Apparently, the time he had lunch had arrived. I came out of the room, I saw Rahman coming into the house with his face bent.

Unusual 'em, this must have happened something with her otherwise maybe the face is tangled like a tangled thread.

" You why, amas ? How tangled." Ask me.

' yes, wait a minute, ma'am." I went to the kitchen to get her some drinking water. After taking the drink, I went back to the front to give the drink to Rahman.

" You're why, the face in the bend is that, man." I heard the mother asked Rahman.I was still walking where bg Rahman sat and gave to mas Rahman.he spent the drink with toilet probably thirsty.

" I'm in PHK, Mom ." Said Rahman.

The mother who heard her son in PHK soared in shock, almost those eyes glared out. Maybe in shock, the ATMs running the mother don't make any more money.

" How come you're in PHK, as long as you're consistent with your work." Said mother straight. I who was still standing immediately sat down, wondering what would be said to the same Rahman again.

" The company I work for, almost went out of business, Mom and I'm one of those in PHK." Said Rahman. I'm just gawking maybe confused that Rahman mas not working anymore who gave the money.

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" If we stop working, who's going to pay us for food and money for mom, who's giving." My in-laws said, his eyes glancing here and there might be no more ATMs running.

I sat and quietly watched the two of them.

" Therefore, do not be stingy with children and wives. That's because you're stingy with the wife's child, cook the wife in the love ration 20 thousand a day." My lips swerved towards my mother and rahman.then, I passed away leaving them.

Mas Rahman was rough with his hair, I can see he was like a stress maybe confused after this from where he got the money to give to his mother.

Let it be, it's karma for a husband who is stingy on his wife is not kelirungan, if the same his mother royal not kelirungan make me angry. But, it's good that Rahman's mas doesn't work anymore at least I'll teach him a lesson.

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I worked in Anggara's office for a month and today I first received a salary. While Rahman has since stopped working, he does not want to work even for the needs of the kitchen he does not care anymore.

" Deck, ask dong for money to buy cigarettes." Pinta mas Rahman raised a hand on me.

I opened my wallet and saw that 20 thousand money was in my wallet, I smiled bitterly to grind it down a little so that it felt like I did.

" This is the money." I gave him money.

" Train you don't insult me, huh ? You work, you give 20 thousand, what ?" Said Rahman, stirring with anger that has peaked.

" Get some candy, mas ! Not that you used to give me that money .how, it hurts at the love of money 20 thousand, that's how I felt first." I stared intently at his bead, even I was fed up with his gnawing attitude in the room and women's play.

I heard from the neighbors that Rahman's now playing girls but I can't believe it because I don't see it for real. Fear, just a slander of the wind.

" Yes, I'm going to work." My words went out of the room.

At the door, I saw my mother start pacing back and forth like a confused person. I just saw him dizzy.

" What the hell is it, Mom. How to move mandir that." I said it made my in-laws surprised. Maybe he didn't know I was behind him.

" Ehh Ratih, it's mom.eemm. Since Rahman was no longer working, he did not give his mother any more money. " Taught mom.

Basic in-law duitan eyes, if the money problem alone he is good to me. In the past, he conspired with Rahman not to give me money.

" This is the money, Mom." Said I gave him 200 thousand, his eyes dodged to see the money I gave. Maybe, angry because it's all I've given.

" Why, don't want here if you don't want.' asked me to put the money back in my wallet.sana asked the mother's son, the mother, he gave more money to his mother than his own wife.

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