Widow Sama The Duda

Cake shop

According to Bu Indah's request, Ms. Herlin picked up Laila at her school. Laila who knew that she was going to be picked up by Herlin was waiting for her in an ordinary place. Both smiles collide. Soon Laila got into the car.

"We eat first, yes" asked Ms. Herlin.

"Yes, Mom." Laila nodded.

He had actually eaten in the cafeteria. But rejecting Ms. Herlin's invitation would not please her. Laila was not worried, because usually the portion of food in the cafe did not make a quarter of her stomach filled. A little, so Laila's opinion when eating at Bu Herlin's favorite cafe.

"Aren't there any problems at school?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"That's the matter?" ask Laila.

Laila was confused because during school there, Laila had never caused any trouble at all. All this time he had always been a good boy and increased his achievements.

"Ah, what does it mean is that there are some difficult lessons. If there is anything you can tell the same mother yes," said Ms. Herlin.

"Oh, so. Not really Mom. Everything is fine" replied Laila.

"Thank God" said Herlin.

The car is parked in front of the cafe. Herlin's mother handed Laila the menu book. Let Laila select the menu and order it. After the food came, Laila devoured the food she had already ordered.

"We go to the mall first!" said Ms. Herlin.

"Yes, Mom." Laila nodded.

"La, can you not be too resigned?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"Huh? What do you mean, ma'am?" ask Laila.

"Yes at least if you are invited everywhere you ask what do you want? To which mall? Don't be out of it," replied Ms. Herlin, shaking her head.

Laila felt such an attitude was right. Because according to him, wherever Ms. Herlin and Ms. Beautiful take him away then everything will be fine. Laila always felt safe when she was with those two good women.

Herlin's mother confused Laila. The lessons of Ms. Herlin this time are contrary to what her late mother taught her first. Her mother always taught Laila not to be prejudiced, while Herlin taught Laila to be careful. Where Laila interprets all of that as an attitude should be prejudiced in people.

"La, this is Jakarta. Same in your village. Here, the people are random. Many possibilities that could be beyond your expectations," said Ms. Herlin.

Laila simply nodded and tried to understand Bu Herlin's intentions. It was difficult when Laila, who used to believe in the people around her, turned out to be vigilant. Suspicions of what should underlie Laila are wary of people who are so good to her.

"La, one day you will meet a lot of new people. After you become a successful person, there will be many people who claim to be close and care about you. You're going to believe it all the same?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"Yes, Mom. I understand. So now we want to go to the mall? Doesn't Miss Beautiful want me to come to that cake shop?" ask Laila.

"Well, then it'll be good. You must have the courage to make it if if everything does not fit the plan. We're going to the mall to buy you a change of clothes. There's no way you'll wear this uniform until the afternoon" Ms. Herlin replied.

Laila saw herself. Yes, even Laila never bothered herself who would somehow get outside the house wearing her school uniform.

"Pick the clothes you like" said Ms. Herlin.

"Our way today is relaxing, right? No meetings with important people?" ask Laila.

"Liet. We are just checking the location" replied Ms. Herlin.

Herlin's mother sat down. Saw Laila walking up to the shirt stand and pants. From a distance, Ms. Herlin was monitoring Laila who was choosing clothes. With a smile full of pride, Ms. Herlin was happy when she saw Laila choosing clothes that fit her.

"Laila, let me pay you." Ms. Herlin immediately approached Laila who was approaching towards the cashier.

"Let me, Mom. I also bring money," said Laila.

"It's okay. Keep your money. Think of this bonus money as the beginning of cooperation," said Ms. Herlin with a smile.

Laila smiled and nodded. He handed over his preferred clothes to the cashier and let Ms. Herlin pay for her groceries.

"For a while, ma'am" said Laila.

Herlin nodded and let Laila go to answer the phone call. It is not seen who called Laila, but Ms. Herlin guessed if it was a call from her village.

"Your brother-in-law or your sister?" ask Ms. Herlin when Laila is done calling.

"Sir Yanti Bu" replied Laila.

"What money do you ask for?" ask Ms. Herlin.

Laila looked at Ms. Herlin. He was confused as to why Ms. Herlin would know if Yanti asked him for money. But on the one hand, Laila also did not like the question of Ms. Herlin. No matter how much money Yanti asked for should not get Ms. Herlin to interfere. After all Laila never felt any objection if it was for the needs of her two nephews.

"I'll change my clothes first, Mom." Laila tried to shift Ms. Herlin's question.

Unfortunately Ms. Herlin kept looking for answers to her questions. Laila is honest if Yanti asks for a million for Hasna and Kayla's needs. But Laila explained if she did not mind at all the request.

"Where's his account number? Let me send you" said Ms. Herlin.

"Where is the account number," said Ms. Herlin more firmly.

Finally Laila wrote down Yanti's account number on Bu Herlin's cell phone. In just seconds, Ms. Herlin showed proof of a transfer of one million rupiah.

"Thank you, ma'am" said Laila.

"Either. But next time, tell your sister-in-law that you're here at school. Not work. So don't consider you a dairy cow" said Ms. Herlin as she left Laila.

Laila let out a long breath. Ms. Herlin may not know how Yanti felt and cared for Laila while still in the village. But the word dairy cow used by Ms. Herlin managed to get her heart scratched.

"Sabar Laila's. Not everyone can understand your situation," muttered Laila.

Laila quickly changed her school uniform with the clothes she had just bought. Afterwards, Laila caught up with Ms. Herlin who was waiting for her in the parking lot.

"Sorry for a long time, Mom." Laila looked at Ms. Herlin who looked badmood.

"It's okay" replied Ms. Herlin.

The atmosphere on the way became quiet. Laila occasionally looked at Bu Herlin who was focusing on driving. Actually Laila hated this kind of situation. He wanted to start a conversation but was confused about the topic to be discussed.

Laila had not yet started to talk to make Ms. Herlin improve again, Laila got another call. This time it's not Yanti, but Deri. Ms. Herlin was noticeably careless when she heard the ringtone from Laila's phone.

"Well again?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"Bang Deri" replied Laila.

"Solicit some more money?" asked Ms. Herlin with her cynical smile.

Laila. He doesn't know what to do at the moment. Answering Deri's phone will only make Ms. Herlin worse. Laila finally turned off her phone. Let Deri scold her later. Right now all Laila has to do is restore the mood of Ms. Herlin.

"Why not answer?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"The phone's dead, ma'am." Laila had to lie.

Laila was already very uncomfortable with Ms. Herlin's attitude. With courage, Laila tried to open a conversation with the woman who was disappointed in her.

"Mom, does this suit me? My choice is good, right?" ask Laila.

Herlin glanced at Laila and smiled. Good comments for Laila began to make Laila eager to improve things. Laila praised Ms. Herlin. Hope that the mood of Ms. Herlin can be better.

"Mom, thank you. Thanks to my mother and father, yesterday someone shot me. He said that now I'm slang he said," said Laila.

"really? How constantly? Accepted not?" ask Ms. Herlin.

"Gak ah Ma'am. It's not good," replied Laila.

"You have a handsome boyfriend" said Ms. Herlin.

"Loh, let's fix the descendants of Mom," said Laila.

"Your distance La, still SMK. I've been thinking of a descendant," said Ms. Herlin, shaking her head.

"Yes, at least let's not be shy if brought by the condangan," replied Laila.

Herlin's mother laughed at Laila's reply. What Laila said at this moment, exactly he said at that time. That answer was funny. Some men asked her to be a lover. But Ms. Herlin always refused with various alas.

Even until now it still sounds funny if Ms. Herlin hears that sentence. Although in the end sometimes Ms. Herlin felt sad because there was no man who really chose her to be a partner.

Actually, no one chooses. All because Ms. Herlin was too high a target. A matre? Maybe it was. But in the end, Ms. Herlin admitted that it was only one of the reasons that she did not need to get married. There is too much pressure on his family.

"Mom, lookout!" laila said when she saw the red light, but Ms. Herlin's car kept on going.

"Eh, my gosh." Ms. Herlin immediately stepped on the brakes until Laila's head fell down.

"Why are you daydreaming?" ask Laila.

"Oh sorry La. You're okay, right?" ask Ms. Herlin.

Laila knew Ms. Herlin was keeping something that could not be revealed to her. But Laila did not want to ask about things that Ms. Herlin did not want to talk about. Laila thought that Ms. Herlin would tell her story without being asked if she needed it.

The car drove back until it stopped in front of a large store that had closed. Laila observed the shop. It has seen some minor damage.

"This is Mom's shop?" ask Laila.

"Yes," replied Ms. Herlin with a long sigh.

"The shop will be crowded again. We can build this shop again" said Laila.

Laila's excited speech made Bu Herlin look at Laila nanar. Sometimes he was ashamed of himself with Laila's always spirited attitude. Laila had nothing in her life. It could be said that what Laila had right now was only her spirit and her ability to make cakes. While himself? Ms. Herlin even had the money to do whatever she wanted. But unfortunately, he can not be as eager and optimistic as Laila.