Widow Sama The Duda

Cussons Powder

The presence of Laila in the house is certainly a byword for more senior workers. Even Jajang became the target of questions and annoyances of existing workers.

"Who did Bro bring? Said maid. Why even sleep in his son's room, Bu Indah?" ask one of them.

"Yes how do I know. All I brought was a kid from the village. I want to work because I need money. That's it," replied Jajang.

While everyone was chatting, Laila came over and made everyone shut up. After all, treating Ms. Lovely to Laila was different. They also have to keep their distance so as not to be affected.

"Sorry Mba, Brother, I'm hungry. Can I have some food?" ask Laila.

Everyone looked at each other and let Laila eat. Even they were still paying attention to Laila's attitude which looked much more lonely than them. They're probably just like Laila. They come from poor families and struggle to support their families. But working hours make them more accustomed to luxury at home employers.

Unlike the first time Laila felt different things in her life. Before eating, even Laila was dumbfounded at the sight of the myriad foods available in the kitchen.

"Let's eat" said one of them.

"Yes, yes." Laila immediately took the rice and some side dishes that were there.

They all broke up while Laila was eating. There was only a middle-aged woman approaching him.

"Sit here," the middle-aged woman asked.

Laila delayed her mouthful when she saw the woman smiling kindly at him.

"It's okay Mom. I am here" said Laila.

"I'll introduce you, my name is Yani. Call me Bi Yani" Bi Yani said, introducing herself.

"Oh yes Bi Yani. My name is Laila" said Laila politely.

"Let's sit here!" invite Bi Yani to sit on the chair.

Laila chose to eat while sitting on the floor. Because according to him, he must be careful. Fear there is a rule that maids should not eat in random places.

"Can?" ask Laila.

"Can. Who banned you?" ask Bi Yani.

"Nothing," Laila replied as she shook her head.

Laila sat down on the chair shown by Bi Yani. While Bi Yani checked the refrigerator and noted something. Laila guessed that Bi Yani was writing groceries this week.

Laila tried to get along. Because according to him, Laila has no friends. Looking at all the other workers, it seemed like Laila was no match for them. Only Bi Yani invited him to speak warmly.

"Auntie's been working here a long time?" ask Laila.

"Yes. Why aren't you at school?" Bi Yani asked back.

A school? Hearing that question Laila swallowed her food quickly and then pushed her down with a glass of water. There had to be plenty of room in her mouth for Laila to be free to tell Bi Yani.

But suddenly Laila thought again. It doesn't feel like everyone needs to know about his sad time. Wouldn't that just make him feel sorry? Ah no. Laila should look strong and fine.

"School is out of money. If work gets money," replied Laila while straying the plate and then wash it.

Whether you know from Jajang or even see the tiny body and innocence of Laila, Bi Yani knows that Laila is still a child. It is unfortunate that children who should be enjoying the school period actually have to go to the capital. Betting fate with his age that is still not appropriate.

"You just rest. I went to the supermarket first" said Bi Yani.

"Can I come?" ask Laila.

"You're new to this day. Just rest," said Bi Yani.

"Come on. I don't know what my job is yet. If I just fall asleep, why would I go to Jakarta? Better in the village. You can help me make a cake" said Laila.

Bi Yani looked at Laila who was indeed very excited. Laila was finally allowed to go to the supermarket. It's even been very late afternoon. Laila could confirm if they would make it to the house when it was dark.

Arriving at the supermarket, Laila enjoys an atmosphere she has never experienced before. Walking behind Bi Yani. Look at some of the notes that have already started on the checklist when entering the cart that Laila pushed.

"Shop like this usually how many times a day, Bi?" ask Laila.

Laila kept asking about things related to the needs and habits at the house of Bu Indah. The answer to Laila's confusion was also answered. Bu Indah is only living alone, but always prepares a lot of cuisine for its workers.

"Laila," called Bi Yani while shaking Laila's body that was slightly leaning on her.

Tiredness put Laila to sleep on her way home. He was surprised when he realized that during the trip he was sleeping and ignored Bi Yani.

"Bi, I'm sorry. I fell asleep" said Laila.

"No problem. Comeondown!" bring Bi Yani.

Laila was busy looking for her groceries but it turned out that all had been brought by her driver. Since it was already night, Laila went into the room and slept.

"Laila, what are you doing?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

When Bu Indah opened the door of her room, Laila was seen sitting next to the door. Waiting for the room owner to come out to ask his duties in the house anything. All the housework is already done.

"You take a shower" replied Ms. Indah.

"Oh my goodness, I took a shower from dawn. Time not visible?" laila asked while holding onto her slightly damp hair.

"You don't wear powder? Lip balms?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

"Udah Ma'am, it's been. I'm wearing cussons powder. Lip balm I don't have. But I wear Vaseline. He said let the red lips blush naturally," replied Laila.

Beautiful Ma'am held back her laughter. He met a few times with newly graduated Junior High School children. But it doesn't seem as good as Laila. Many of them look very attractive. Some even use mascara and lipstick.

"Come here!" bring the Beautiful Ma'am.

Beautiful Mom went back into her room. Pulling Laila and asking her to sit at the dressing table. Started styling Laila's limp hair. Then polish a little natural make up.

"You're beautiful" said Ms. Beautiful.

"Ah time Mom?" ask Laila shyly.

"Change clothes" pinta Bu Indah.

"This is the best dress, ma'am. This is my Lebaran shirt this year" said Laila.

Bu Indah felt Laila's clothes did not match. But he had no other clothes that Laila could wear. In the meantime, Madam Indah let Laila wear her makeshift clothes. But later, Bu Indah will buy clothes that are suitable for Laila.

"Later, you'll meet my friends. Introduce yourself as my foster child," Pinta Bu Indah.

"Huh? Later if my mother's friends ngetawain how is Mom? Aren't you ashamed too? I just waited in the car" said Laila.

Laila was already panicking by herself. Even though he did not know where to be taken by the Beautiful Mom. But wherever Ms. Lovely goes, the places and people she meets will definitely make Laila feel inferior. But Bu Indah still forced. Laila leaves even though Laila refuses.

"Let's get off!" bring the Beautiful Ma'am.

Laila looked at the writing plastered in front of the car park through the open glass.

"SMK Gem Hati" read Laila quietly.

"Laila, come!" take the beautiful lady who got out of the car first.

"Why are we going here, ma'am?" ask Laila when she gets out of the car.

"You have to go to school" replied Ms. Beautiful.

"Gosh Ma'am. No," refused Laila.

"Why?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

"I don't want to go to school. Later let me list the C package school in the village. You can get a diploma," said Laila.

"You go to school to be smart. Not just to get a diploma," said Bu Indah.

"My neighbors are the best graduates in High School even so TKW ma'am. Just like you, ma'am" said Laila.

Beautiful Mom shook her head. Not wanting to argue any longer and longer, finally Bu Indah pulled Laila's hand and entered.