Widow Sama The Duda

A severance?

Everyone lined up to welcome the arrival of the Beautiful Lady. Laila also lined up like the others. Her heart pounded waiting for how Ms. Indah comments on her homemade cake.

Ms. Beautiful with ten of her friends still chatted casually. Laila occasionally looked at the Exquisite Bu who looked so cool in her eyes. Although Laila is sure there is a sense of longing and may be disappointed with the person in the photo, but Bu Indah did not show it in front of her friend. Even the Beautiful Maam looked very happy. It was completely different from the Beautiful Bu that Laila saw back then.

"That's who?" ask one of Bu Indah's friends who realize the existence of Laila.

Laila swallowed her saliva while being caught watching them. His mind is restless. Afraid if it turns out a punishment received, even though he had not long worked at the house.

"Laila here," call Ms. Lovely.

The movement of Ms. Lovely's hand that hinted at Laila to get closer immediately frightened her. His steps slowly approached Beautiful Bu with trembling legs.

"He's my son" said Ms. Indah as she clasped Laila's hand.

Laila's eyes opened wide when she heard the words of Ms. Beautiful. There is no punishment or just anger. Bu Indah actually introduced Laila with great pride.

"Well, how did you just get recognized?" ask one of his friends.

"Yes. He's only been here for a week" replied Ms. Beautiful.

"Still small. Still school?" ask friend.

"He just entered this year at the Gem Hati SMK" replied Bu Indah.

Hearing the name of the Heart Gem SMK, his friend stared at each other. Guess what special Laila is. SMK where Laila school is a favorite school in the region. The person who entered there was not a random person. Moreover, many graduates from there continue their education abroad.

"Which major?" ask friend.

"Tataboga," replied Ms. Beautiful without releasing her hand from Laila.

"Oh yeah? Like cooking?" ask friend.

Beautiful lady did not answer. His gaze at Laila hinted that Laila should answer that question.

"Like to make a cake, Mom. Maybe you want to try, it's my cake. I hope you like it," replied Laila while pointing at two kinds of cakes made by her.

Cake made by Laila immediately tasted by friends Bu Indah. A good expression about the taste of the cake made by Laila made other friends to try the cake. Only Beautiful Bu was still silent and observing his friends.

"Great son. I can pull no?" said friend of Beautiful Mom.

"I want to, too" said another friend.

"I want dong, too" said the others.

Laila's lips are already expanding. Very happy when the cake is appreciated very extraordinary. But when he would agree to the order of the cake, Bu Indah gave a telling answer.

"He is not selling" replied Ms. Indah.

"But Ma'am" said Laila.

"Go back to the room and rest. Thanks for this delicious cake. Next time we will make more for special dishes in this house," said Bu Indah.

Laila swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. Her steps back began to be regular but sure until Laila actually returned to her room. Crying out. Yes, right now only crying can Laila do. Her chest feels very tight.

"Am I wrong if I sell? This is my dream" Laila said in annoyance.

Long time ago, Laila didn't go out of the room. Even until finally Bu Indah who met Laila in her room.

"You why? Getting angry? Disappointed?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

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

"Laila, you should know that what I did was for your good" said Ms. Beautiful.

"Yes ma'am" replied Laila.

Laila did not want to protest at all. He realized that at this time Bu Indah was his master. Everything that Beautiful Ma'am said was a must for her.

"Stay focused on all your tasks," said Bu Indah.

"Which task is Ma'am?" ask Laila.

"Which task? Aren't you on the list of tasks I've done?" Beautiful Mom asked back.

"Well that one. Didn't you read the contents? That's all the tasks you have to do," said Ms. Indah.

"This is not Mom's job. This is all just a list of the magers and the activities of the slackers" said Laila.

"Learn. That's your main task, Laila. Why do I ask for regular meals and rest? Because you have to be healthy in order to learn and finish your school well," said Bu Indah.

Laila was silent. Inevitably he just obeyed all the wishes of the beautiful Mom. The best according to Bu Indah according to Laila is not good for him. Every day, he just sleeps and eats. Occasionally follow Bi Yani if there is a shopping schedule.

It's the third month. Laila is already active at her new school. Come with a driver. A luxury car that makes him not confident. Daily supplies that he thinks can be used for snacks a week while in the village.

"La, eat yu!" bring Bagas.

"Son, thank you. I'm fasting again" replied Laila.

Definite refusal will not get any more persuasion from Bagas. Yes, Bagas was one of his male friends. Among others, it is only Bagas who are always intense to invite him to eat or just chat.

Almost every day Laila claimed to be fasting. That's because Laila does not want to snack in the school cafeteria which she thinks is very expensive. Laila usually eats a lot before she leaves for school. And all that was enough to hold back his hunger while at school.

True said Ms. Indah, Laila did have to study more. Not only is the subject matter difficult, but there are too many smart people in the class.

"La, how's school?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

"Good, Mom. Everything is good" Laila replied.

"Goodoo. Keep the spirit of learning," said Ms. Indah.

"Yes, Mom." Laila nodded.

Laila saw Beautiful Bu leaving her room. The task book he was holding was simply thrown away. There are things to say to Bu Indah but Laila is confused where to start.

"Okay, how do you say the same Miss Beautiful." Laila scratched her head.

Cellphone's ringing. Yanti's name is on her phone screen. Laila quickly answered the call. Laila's cry broke when she heard that her mother was rushed to the hospital again.

With a sense of worry for her mother, Laila immediately met Bu Indah. Ask for clarity about the work relationship they built together.

"I know Mom. Maybe you would think if I was a brash and ungrateful child. But sorry before, I went to Jakarta for work. I need money" said Laila.

"certain. Like I said at the time. You're still getting paid. As per UMR, right you said? Don'worry. Which account number can I use to pay your wages?" pinta Bu Indah's.

"Here," replied Laila to the point.

Yeah, right now what's in Laila's head is how she can send money for her mother's care. He doesn't care if he gets fired tomorrow and has to drop out of school again.

"Already," said Ms. Indah while showing proof of delivery.

Laila's eyes are perfectly rounded when she sees the nominal sent by Bu Indah on Yanti's account number.

"A lot of mama? Would that not be for my severance, Mom? I'm fired, Mom?" ask Laila to panic.

Bu Indah laughed at Laila's panic. He apologized for his mistake. Leave Laila's wages for months. He forgets that Laila has family in her village. Even Beautiful Bu already felt that Laila was his.

"Tomorrow we go home," said Ms. Beautiful.

"Ah, how's Mom?" ask Laila confused.

"Your mother is sick and needs your presence. When a parent is sick, it's not the money he needs. Only the presence of a loving child can be a cure. Ready yeah. Tomorrow we leave at six" said Mrs Indah.

"Did Mom really fire me?" ask Laila confused.

"meaning?" ask the Beautiful Mom.

"Did Mom really want to go back to my village because I was being rude?" ask Laila.

Ms. Lovely shook her head in great annoyance.

"Go back to your room and rest. Tomorrow we leave early. I do not want if you have bad luck," said Bu Indah firmly.

Laila quickly retired and returned to her room.