Widow Sama The Duda

Drastically changed

Almost every spare time Laila spent just studying. Be it school lessons or learning about how to decorate a wedding cake. This is his first experience. Of course he doesn't want to disappoint. Moreover, this would greatly affect his dreams in the future.

"La, I met Bagas yesterday. Turns out he went to State High School near his house" said Laila's friend.

"Oh yeah?" laila.

Unlike the previous one who looks enthusiastic when there is a discussion about Bagas. This time Laila looked relaxed and flat. Even when the information reached her ears, Laila was still a henchman with her phone. He was watching his favorite youtube channel.

"La, are you ordinary? No, that's it? I brought important information, this loh," said his friend.

Yes, maybe some time ago information about Bagas was very important for him. As he seeks Bagas' whereabouts. Either on the basis of loss or just guilt. But his introduction to Nice changed everything.

There's nothing more interesting about Bagas. Now what's in his head is good. Maybe because of the work that has been established between them. Or maybe it's because Good-looking is much more handsome than Bagas. Not to mention the good establishment that no longer need to doubt.

A matre? Might as well. Laila learned from experience. Not that it must be rich, but at least the man he chooses must be responsible from all sides. Not like Deri.

Ah, Laila shuddered as she recalled Deri. The older brother who was supposed to protect her always hurt her. Every word always makes Laila's heart as sliced. Even more and more, Laila grew more and more invulnerable to what Deri said.

Sometimes Laila also deliberately closed her ears tightly just because she did not want her heart hurt because of the same person. Just as Laila was trying to forget her dark story in her past life, a new number came in.

Laila did not answer the call because there was a teacher in the classroom. He put his phone back in his bag. After hours of returning home, Laila saw a message from the new number.

'Don't doubt it, Le. It seems like the children of rich people forget the same in the village. Inget yes, you made my father die. No intention to return the favor? It was as if they had lived in their father's house. Consider it an installment to pay the cost of living.'

Liala held onto her chest that felt tight. It hurts when Deri blames himself for the passing of his father. Problem of return? He should have given his father and mother back. It's not just Deri who can hurt him.

The message made Laila have to catch her breath. Inhaling fresh air so that his body can get better again. The words that Deri sent managed to make him crumble and cry out loud. The driver gave me a horn. Laila was aghast and immediately approached him.

"La, you're okay, right?" ask driver.

"Son, mang." Laila tried to lie.

"La, sometimes mamang likes to want to be you. I think it's good to come to Jakarta but it could be the child of Bu Indah. But lately mamang see you kayak a lot of burden. Indeed the demands of Bu Indah many huh?" ask driver.

"No, not mang either. I just haven't gotten used to life in the city yet" replied Laila.

"But you have changed. Like the city kids. Gaul," said the driver.

"Ah, can I just. I'm still like this" said Laila.

"Not like La's people? Go to school and hang out in cafes. Not to be given the same Miss Beautiful, huh?" ask driver.

A cafe? Hearing the cafe, Laila immediately remembered that today Laila had an appointment with Ms. Herlin at a regular cafe. The cafe was far away.

"Mang, mang, mang, puter back, puter back." Laila panicked when she realized that the cafe was already gone.

The car was suddenly braked because the driver was surprised by Laila's scream.

"La, where's the princess going? What's up?" ask the driver who panicked.

"That's to the cafe that deket the school. I have an appointment with Ms. Herlin" replied Laila.

"Oh, what's wrong. Dong La usual. Almost had my heart removed" said the driver.

"Heee, sorry Mang. But it could be more convenient, right to the cafe?" ask Laila.

"Oh, want to speed? Okay. Hold La," said the driver.

Laila held her chest and closed her eyes. He was so scared when the car drove so fast.

"Mang, slow down. Well," said Laila.

"So he said to ask for a coin. So how do you speed?" ask driver.

"So, not so. Let it be late as well as mang," said Laila.

The car was driving at standard speed. Laila can breathe a sigh of relief when all is well. Although late, but finally Laila got to the cafe safely.

"Mom, I'm sorry I'm late." Laila came while panting.

"Oh it's okay. Please sit down" said Herlin.

Laila immediately pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Ms. Herlin. Looking at Ms. Herlin who was staring at her wrist, Laila immediately lowered her head.

"Don't repeat it. No successful person is nervous" said Ms. Herlin with a smile.

"Yes, Mom sorry. Kelewat. So the counter-princess is far away. I forgot that there was an appointment today" Laila said.

Laila nodded. Yes, a great lesson for today. It should not disappoint the person who has made an appointment with him. Especially if they meet for work. Of course the possibility of canceling cooperation is very large.

"Okay, it's okay. I said this because I want you to be a disciplined businessman. The ability you have will be smeared if you do not have discipline," said Ms. Herlin.

Ms. Herlin started studying today. First, he discussed the combination of colors that were discussed yesterday. Then Ms. Herlin continued learning about how to eat well in front of guests.

"No, not Laila." Herlin's mother immediately held Laila's hand which would keep the knife on the table.

Herlin's mother soon taught Laila how to eat with a knife and fork. Despite the difficulties, Laila finally can. Ms. Herlin did not forget to teach Laila how to sit well. At times Ms. Herlin tidied Laila's hair blocking her mouth when she looked down to eat.

"You're pinter. It's very easy to teach. If you can, what if you need one day, write the important thing in the notebook. Most importantly, practice it at every opportunity. Fix if there is still less," said Ms. Herlin.

Yes, today Laila learned a lot of lessons. But even unwanted things happen. Deri kept calling her until Ms. Herlin looked at Laila.

"Who? Not lifted?" ask Ms. Herlin.

Laila's phone does not use a tone, but Deri who contacts her endlessly makes shakes in Laila's bag steal the attention of Ms. Herlin. While Laila could only shake her head to answer the question of the woman before her.

"Your boyfriend?" ask Ms. Herlin.

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

"Continue?" ask Ms. Herlin.

Because Laila needed a friend to tell her story, finally Ms. Herlin was the one Laila chose to pour out all her feelings. Her tears could not be dammed as she revealed all the burdens in her heart.

"Let's go home!" take Miss Herlin.

Laila's confused. Herlin's own mother asked him to tell a story, but Herlin also stopped the conversation before all the stories were finished. Confused, Laila simply followed in the footsteps of Ms. Herlin who had led her into the car.

"Continue crying! Let go of all the burdens in your heart, La. Everyone" said Herlin, hugging Laila.

Laila's crying had already subsided. Her growing confusion made Laila lose her grief. He even frowned as Bu Herlin hugged him tightly.

"Why aren't you crying?" mother Herlin asked as her embrace was released.

"Udah is sad, ma'am" replied Laila.

"Oh, how sad are you? Good dong," said Ms. Herlin.

"Yes ma'am" said Laila.

"I'm sorry La. I purposely invited you here. I don't want to see you cry in public. Inget ya La, you can not show your sadness in front of others. One day you will be the center of attention. It is not impossible that you will have enemies. You will look weak in the eyes of your enemies" said Ms. Herlin.

"Mom, don't be so dong. I don't want to find enemies. As much as possible I do not want to misunderstand anyone," said Laila.

Ms. Herlin explained that when Laila tried to realize her dream so high, then the wind was certainly going to get bigger. Many things that might be unexpected, Laila will face without being able to avoid.

Laila was indeed unsure of Ms. Herlin's words in this regard. Whatever he gets, he keeps it in his memory. Who knows if this is true, it will be needed someday.

Laila's phone rings back. Herlin looked at Laila. Without any questions coming out of Ms. Herlin's mouth, Laila understood the meaning of the gaze. Laila shook her head when she saw the same number name on her phone screen.

"Jawab and reassure him that the current Laila is not the old Laila" said Ms. Herlin.

"No, ma'am" replied Laila.

"Do Laila. The more you look mushy, the more you he will remain as indifferent as you. Start being assertive with anyone who tries to demean you" said Ms. Herlin.

There are many things Laila considers. Can he behave like that to Deri? Deri whose tone of speech alone cannot be conditioned. How could he possibly fight Deri? All this time he could only be quiet.

"Come Laila! If such a person is left, he will continue to bother you. You want to be like that?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"I'll transfer a little bit later. After all, Bang Deri asked the most for coffee cigarettes" replied Laila.

"Yes, now a little. Tomorrow and a little more tomorrow. So continues. Do you want to live under the threat and pressure of others?" ask Ms. Herlin.

Laila looked at Ms. Herlin. He began to consider what Ms. Herlin had to say. There is a point too. Why would Deri ask her for money?It was clear that her brother had never treated her well. Even when asking for money, the way of Deri is not good at all.

"Yes Ma'am, I'll be firm with Bang Deri." Laila convinced herself in front of Ms. Herlin.

Herlin nodded and clasped Laila's hand. Strengthen Laila and convince her that what Laila is going to do is the best thing that should be done.

"What the hell is a Bang?" ask Laila on the phone.

Deri was angry when she heard Laila's words and tone. He did not expect Laila to change so drastically.