Widow Sama The Duda

Eggplant balado

As he stood thinking about Bagas, he suddenly became aware of a cell phone call in his bag. Laila smiled. Hope Bagas called her. But Laila let out a long sigh when she saw Yanti's name appearing on her phone screen.

"Hello sister," said Laila limp.

Yanti has filed for divorce from Deri. It's not about their divorce. For Laila, only the fate of Hasna and Kayla became a burden on her mind.

"La, you have no money?" ask Yanti while crying.

"Money?" ask Laila confused.

"Hasna's in the hospital. Sister same accident Hasna. Until now Hasna has not been aware," said Laila.

"God. Accident where's brother?" ask Laila to panic.

After seeing Hasna and Yanti through a video call, Laila felt very worried. From Yanti's explanation, they were going to inter-package. But suddenly the box car grazed them until the motor was thrown. Hasna whose position was sitting in front bounced.

Yanti admitted that she still has savings. But right now, he needs a grip. Fear if Hasna requires a large enough cost. While there was nothing he could rely on other than Laila. Even the box car driver ran away somewhere.

"How much does it take?" ask Laila.

"If you borrow two million, La. Brother borrow it. Later if we're back to the kontarakan, brother pay." Yanti reassures Laila.

"There's a sister, but then yes. I don't have money in savings. Afternoonest. I have cash at home. So I came home first and then the transfer is okay, right?" ask Laila.

"It's okay, La. Try it today!" yanti.

"Yes, Brother. My patient brother. I'm sorry I haven't been able to go home" Laila said.

"It's okay. You don't mind much. A very good school" said Yanti.

Laila's coming home soon. His head thought about how hard it was to be Yanti. Too much burden in his life. Even when his feet and hands were injured by falling, all that was in Yanti's head was Hasna's healing.

When she got home, Laila put her body on the bed. Mind fucked. The problem with Bagas was not finished, there was already bad news from his nephew in the village. Laila counted the money she had saved all this time.

Just change clothes and eat, then Laila's permission to leave. It just so happened that Bi Yani was going to the supermarket to buy some vegetables. Laila also came so that Bu Indah did not worry.

"Why did you send him so much money? He's not your brother" asked Bi Yani.

Yanti is not her brother. Even Deri is just a sister. But Yanti's sincerity during their stay together, made Laila feel that much money was not too meaningful when compared to all the goodness of Yanti.

From Laila's answer, Bi Yani understood why Bu Indah raised him as an adopted child. Because Laila has a kind and sincere heart. Bi Yani believes that good people meet good people too. Like Laila who met the beautiful Mom.

"That's La there" said Bi Yani, pointing to the transfer spot.

"Oke Bi" said Laila.

"Eh, wait a minute. This titip is a little for Hasna treatment as well yes," said Bi Yani while giving money to Laila.

"Jeez, Bi don't. This is enough," refused Laila.

"It's okay. It's for Hasna, not for you. Hopefully his passion will heal quickly, yes" said Bi Yani.

"Jeez Bi, thank you. I did not expect that there are still many good people in Jakarta," said Laila.

"Ah you are overreacting. Just get a spit there! We have to go to the supermarket" said Bi Yani.

"Eh yes, yes. Bi for a moment" said Laila.

Bi Yani did not take Laila to the bank. All because Laila didn't want to queue for too long. From the grab, Bi Yani notices Laila who is so sincere about loving her family left in her hometown. Though as far as Bi Yani knew, Laila had no blood relation with them.

When they finished, they went to the supermarket. Laila who was getting used to it, now started helping Bi Yani. Unlike usual who just follow without doing anything.

"Thankfully you came along. So chepet deh," said Bi Yani.

"Ah you this. Do not continue to discuss. Later Bibi's charity will be lost" said Bi Yani.

Laila just smiled. With Bi Yani, Laila can be more free to behave as is. Although actually Bu Indah is also good, but Laila must keep her distance. Although Bu Indah already considered her a child, but nevertheless the good woman was still her employer.

"Bi, where's Bu Indah's son really going?" ask Laila.

"Hustt," Bi Yani said as she shook her head.

Not only did she not know, but Bi Yani did not want to know anything about the person Laila meant to be. During his time working there, Bi Yani only worked and made a living. That's it, nothing more. Unlike Laila who sometimes always find out about Bu Indah.

"Oh yes" answered Laila.

Laila and Bi Yani immediately went home after all her needs were done. It turns out that Beautiful Mom has come home. There was a woman who accompanied the Beautiful Lady in the living room.

"La, here!" call the Beautiful Ma'am.

Laila who had just arrived immediately approached Bu Indah and shook hands with the two.

"Oh so this is his son?" ask a friend of Beautiful Mom.

"Yes, it's Laila. Laila, this is Ms. Herlin. He's my best friend. From now on, Ms. Herlin will teach you how to dress up." Bu Indah introduced each other.

"dress? I'm in the department of gourmetry" said Laila.

"Areally a child of a bogus can't dance?" asked Herlin with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I think he's too innocent sometimes. I put him in your hands. Make him more fashionable," said Ms. Indah.

It turns out that Bu Indah has long noticed Laila who is considered less fashionable. His appearance is too simple, sometimes looks tacky in the eyes of Beautiful Mom. Laila who still uses baby powder looks too simple for the size of a second-grade SMK teenager.

"Hopefully you will feel at home while studying with Mom," said Ms. Herlin.

"What are we going to learn, ma'am?" ask Laila.

"Let's learn make up first. But that's later. Now we know him first," replied Ms. Herlin.

Some basic questions were issued by Ms. Herlin and Laila's answer was plain. Very much what it is in accordance with its appearance. Actually Laila's pretty. Although from the village, but a year of living in Jakarta has made the skin much cleaner. It's just that, Laila has not been able to take care of herself like her age friends.

"What color do you like?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"What the hell do I like, Mom." Laila replied with a pretty confused face.

"Try calling one," said Ms. Herlin.

"Emmm, purple anyway. Funny, Mom. Gemoy is like eggplant" replied Laila.

Laila's reply made Beautiful Mom and Herlin's Mom hold back her laughter. But seeing the look on Laila's face was so relaxed and as if nothing was funny at all. While the Beautiful Lady and Herlin were quite strange to hear Laila's answer. Just found out that there are people who like a color just because it's funny to see vegetables.

"Try if if the purple color is combined, it matches the same color?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"Well, if it's not red, it's black at most" Laila replied.

"Red or black?" asked Ms. Herlin while frowning.

"Yes usually eggplant when cooked is tempting fitting dibalado. Red-red how it is, Mom. If not, get caught. So the war is black. But want to be wrapped or in ketchup equally delicious ma'am. Especially if he eats using anget rice," replied Laila.

"Laila, Ms. Herlin again teaches you about appearances. How do you talk about eggplant balado anyway?" said Mrs Beautiful.

"Oh, yes sorry Mom. But that was Miss Herlin in the color of her antics. Uh even eggplant inget. So connect to balado deh," replied Laila.

"It's okay. Laila is indeed a child of great good manners yes say," said Ms. Herlin with a laugh.