Widow Sama The Duda

Task list

Mrs Beautiful entered the registration room. His arrival was warmly welcomed by some people there. While Laila was still silent. He just nodded and smiled kindly. Confused about what to say.

"This is my son" said Bu Indah introduced Laila with great pride.

When asked about what majors will be taken, Bu Indah firmly and confidently answered the department of gourmet. As if Bu Indah knows Laila who likes to cook. Although what Bu Indah had heard, Laila loved helping her mother make cakes. But Bu Indah believes Laila will definitely be happy to get into that class.

"Good Mom. This please read about the payment details and some rules in the department," said one of the recipients of the new students while handing a sheet of paper to Bu Indah.

Laila who was curious, came to see what the contents of the paper received by Bu Indah. Upon seeing the details of the charge, Laila opened her mouth wide. But Bu Indah immediately closed it before the unnecessary sentences came out of Laila's mouth.

"Mom, why is my high school mom in such an expensive place?" ask Laila when they're in the car.

"School don't look at the cost. But you have to see the quality. Let it pass you later, you can also be a qualified person. There is a science that you can apply," said Bu Indah.

"Yes the ma'am. But it is a pity that money is used to pay for school. How do I get my money back?" ask Laila.

"Did I say ask to be replaced?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

"Not really Mom. But nothing gini day is free. At least we can barter what that is. But I can't give you anything. Thanks for the energy can't. All the work at home is already there that holds Mom. I don't get any rations" replied Laila.

"Let me make a list of activities that you should do during your stay at my house" said Bu Indah.

"Ready Ma'am" said Laila gladly.

Laila could smile and breathe a sigh of relief. Finally his arrival to the house could be beneficial as well. After a day yesterday he just kept quiet and followed Bi Yani. Even though he does not know what task he has to do. For him the important work and get money.

"Laila," called someone while knocking on Laila's room.

Laila had already recognized the voice until she immediately opened the door and welcomed Bi Yani. Her eyes were still red, Laila had just woken up.

"You just woke up?" ask Bi Yani.

"I'm sorry I overslept" Laila replied, looking down.

His hands rolled up the ends of the shirt. As much as possible Laila hid her guilt. He really does feel bad.

"Ah is okay. This is a list of tasks that Bu Indah made for you," said Bi Yani while handing over a piece of paper.

"Oh yes thank you. I promise I will carry out all these tasks with great responsibility" Laila said.

"Must," said Bi Yani while rubbing Laila's back and saying goodbye.

Laila smiled after Bi Yani left. Her guilt was gone when Bi Yani did not look angry or upset at her. Laila also knew that Bi Yani was good and would not report anything to Bu Indah.

"Come Laila! Spirit," said Laila as she began to read the paper she received.

Slowly Laila's forehead scrunched up a sign that she did not understand the list of tasks assigned to her. Everything assigned to him is not a task he thinks he deserves. The list contains daily habits in general. Even Laila felt it was a lazy person's activity.

The task was just bathing, study grooming, school and adequate rest. Laila who had gotten used to the dense activities meant just shaking her head.

"What kind of task is this? Does Madam Indah not have a more useful task?" laila was lethargic.

The paper is still held. He sat down on the edge of the bed. Remembering his family in the village. All that warmth was gone from his life. In Bu Indah's house there are also many people, but only Bu Indah and Bi Yani are warm to her. Others were cold and envious of him.

The future? Yeah, course. Laila went to Jakarta not only to escape the feud with Deri. He wants to change the fate of his family. Laila wants to raise money and open a cake shop someday.

"Ah, I have to talk to Ms. Lovely," muttered Laila.

Laila immediately went to see Ms. Indah. Laila's protest was not heard at all. For Bu Indah, everything assigned to him has become Laila's obligation without having to protest.

"Laila, do all that right. Don't protest a lot" said Bu Indah reminded.

"But Mom, this is not a task. I'm here to work. Mang Bro also asked me to be a maid. Not a slacker like this" said Laila.

"Who asked you to be lazy? I ask you to learn the real thing," said Ms. Indah.

"Mom, I know learning it must be. But I can work on the sidelines of my schoolwork" Laila said.

"I don't want you to get a bad grade. I want to see you on the podium on the class. I want you to be an accomplished student and be proud. Is that less? Is the task too easy? Remember that! You are not in the village. This is Jakarta and your competitors are heavy," said Bu Indah.

Laila quiet. He was silent when challenged by Bu Indah. Yeah, obviously very heavy. Laila is not a fool. But he's not that smart. Suddenly Laila felt like retreating. It feels like he wants to go to C package school while still helping his mother in the village. After getting a diploma, he wanted to apply for a job in a factory.

But the situation is not that easy. Laila started walking. It's impossible to just back off. His name was already enrolled in one of the quality schools. Where everyone craves his or her current position. After all, the jusrusan he took would support his ideals.

"All right," said Laila.

One word that makes the beautiful Mom happy. Laila resigned after a long debate and finally agreed to all the agreements. But after a few minutes, Laila again knocked on the door of Bu Indah's room.

"What else is it?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

"There are no rules here that I can and do not do, Mom. Can I play on my phone? I haven't told the family in the village, Mom. I miss them. They must be worried about me" said Laila.

"You haven't told them?" asked the beautiful ma'am surprised.

"No, yet" Laila replied as she shook her head.

"Jeez Laila. Hurry up and tell your mother" said Ms. Beautiful.

"Really Ma'am?" asked Laila while looking at the beautiful Mom in disbelief.

"really. Lie time. Your mother must be waiting for news from you. Later it is assumed that you were tricked by his brother Jajang," replied Bu Indah.

"There are no rules, ma'am. I'm afraid I'm not allowed to play cell phones. If later diem-diem continues to be visible from cctv is a danger. Mother's house a lot of her cctv," said Laila.

"Ah, you are there. Let's call your mom. Don't worry about it," said Ms. Indah.

"Ready Ma'am. Excuse me first, yes" said Laila.

Laila called her family immediately. Tell me if he's okay. Hearing Bu Rini's voice, Laila did not realize that her tears continued to scatter. Her chest tightened when she heard the soft voice expressing a longing for her.

"Mother sorryin Laila yes. Mother is fine there with Brother Yanti. Later Laila comes home, we make a big cake shop. I am patient" said Laila.

The call was not long. It was not that Laila was busy or did not miss her mother, but that lingering talk with her mother only made her even more sick. For a while, Laila had to strengthen herself before she could strengthen her mother about this distance.