Widow Sama The Duda

Misunderstand

"Chef didn't come home?" asked Laila innocently.

"You're upset with me, La?" ask Chef.

"It's nothing. It's magrib soon. Said people like a lot of demons wandering around," replied Laila.

The chef snorted annoyedly at Laila's words. Laila's innocence really pissed her off at this moment. What Laila said would usually be said to a mother to her young child. It feels like the reason Laila kicked him out is really outrageous.

"Laila, I'm an adult. You don't have to scare me like that. If you don't like me being here, just say so. I can go now" said the chef, pouting.

"No, not that chef. I just said what my mother said first" said Laila.

"So you didn't let me go home, did you?" ask Chef.

"So. I just want to say be careful chef" said Laila.

Laila immediately went inside the house and closed the door. Chef could only see that the door was closed with a gaping mouth.

"Jeez Laila, you don't even know me at all. Too bad for you," grumbled the chef.

In contrast to the chef who continued to grumble annoyed all night, Laila actually slept soundly without any burden. Even in the morning, Laila went to the factory with a cheerful and feisty face.

"Pagii chef" said Laila when she met the tall man.

"Morning," replied the Chef curiously.

"What are we doing this morning?" tanya Laila with the spirit as usual.

"No," said the chef, pointing at a paper on the wall.

There is already a menu to be made this morning. Laila immediately picked up the materials and tools she needed.

"Chef, can I have something?" ask Laila.

"Necessary. Real work," replied the chef coldly.

"Again the moon chef? Sensi is like that," Laila sneered with a laugh.

"Nothing funny at all" said the chef.

"Geez, that's funny. Let's see here where the ambeknya good child, where the ambeknya funny child," said Laila while approaching the face of the chef.

This made Chef wrong. Their faces were spaced too close to make the chef feel his chest pounding incoherently. I want Chef to express his feelings. Comfortable being with Laila and longing not to be with her.

"What are you guys doing?" tanya Bagus with her baritone voice.

Laila and the laughing chef instantly kept silent and stared at the source of the voice. After seeing the face of Bagus who looked at them dislikefully, Laila immediately lowered her head. Same with chef.

"Why not all the makeup of the flour in advance to be worthy in soap operas," said Bagas.

Both can only apologize for their actions. There was absolutely no intention to play around at work. Good accusations are not true at all. But what can be done, Laila can only resign to what will be done by Bagus.

"Laila, I'm waiting for you in the room!" good Saying.

"Whose room is sir?" ask Laila.

Good to breath. Yes, it is good here does not have a special room. All this time he was always in Mr. Jacob's room. But Laila shouldn't have to ask whose room. Because Laila should already know which room is meant.

"Ordinary room," replied Good ketus.

"Now Sir?" ask Laila.

"Next year. Now dong is. What the hell are you," replied Good.

"Ready sir" replied Laila.

Laila immediately opened the aprons, headgear and gloves that were on her body. After that permission on the chef and immediately following footsteps Nice wide and fast.

"That's really you, really" said Good when Laila just arrived in his room.

"The poor father. He was tall, so his legs were long. The steps can be more pinched. That's not balanced, sir. Not sporty" said Laila.

"Sportive, sportive. You think we're in a race? Sit down!" good Saying.

"Yes because it is not a race so I keep behind my father. If it's a race, I've run sir. I must be more confident than my father. My body is small, so it must be more agile." Laila was so sure.

"Oh, so my body isn't small?" tanya Bagus threatened Laila.

"High Sir. Mr. high," answered Laila in a panic.

"I didn't expect it to turn out you were this age" said Good.

"Sorry sir" said Laila bowed.

"Sit down!" good Saying.

Laila immediately sat down after Bagus twice asked her to sit down. He prepared himself if suddenly Good scolded him. He restrained himself from having a single word come out. Laila just wants to survive as an employee. Too much fear got him fired from that factory.

"There are some things I want to say" said Good.

"Yes sir," Laila replied, looking down.

"First I don't like you being close to that guy" said Good.

"Who is jealous? You're mad. Remember husband," replied Good while shaking his head.

"His husband? I don't have a husband. Chef is also widower. So if I'm kidding, I don't think there's anything we should take care of. Unless you're jealous" said Laila.

"Huh? Don't have a husband? You should be weird with that chef. It was a widow, " said Good.

"I'm not a widow, sir" said Laila.

"What is her name if not a widow? Collect kebo?" tanya Good.

"God, Father, how nasty your mouth is. My heartache" said Laila.

"That's not to be ashamed of widows. Children need a mother's confession. If you fail to be a wife, at least don't fail to be a mother." Good to remind Laila.

"But they are not my children, sir" said Laila.

"Laila's enough! You can be ashamed to admit them. Even with your status at a relatively young age. But it's reality. They're not wrong. Don't make them sadder by not admitting their status" said Bagus.

"But they are not really my son, sir" said Laila.

"Laila's enough! Your mistakes in the past are yours. Fix it! But they're not wrong" said Good.

"Ah, it's up to you. I'm sure I'm honest that they're not my children. I don't have a husband like you're accusing me of" Laila said.

"Other men were yesterday afternoon at your house?" tanya Good.

"Yes that chef. He went to the house" replied Laila.

The chef? It was good to frown his forehead when he found out that the man was a chef. The widower who seduced Laila during work hours.

"From today you don't work there anymore" said Good.

Hearing that sentence, Laila immediately cried hysterically while holding Nice's leg. Begging not to be fired. The cry was heard outside until Mr. Jacob immediately entered and was surprised to see Laila.

"Laila, what's wrong?" ask Mr. Jacob.

"I was fired as Mr. Good Sir," Laila replied with sobs.

"Huh? Fired?" ask Jacob while looking at Good.

"So. No one beat him" said Good, shaking his head.

"So you said from today I don't work anymore" said Laila.

"Laila, that's why people say it's good. I'm just saying you don't work there anymore. It means you go back to the production site," said Bagus.

"Oh yes," said Laila, wiping away her tears.

Unfortunately Good's decision to return Laila to the production section was rejected by Mr. Jacob. According to Mr. Jacob, Laila is very competent in his current section. His diploma is supported by his ability. The cuisine that Laila made always suited her.

"But he's not focused on work. He even dated sir," said Good.

Laila denied Bagus' accusations. He also explained the reason why he could be accused like that by Bagus. Jacob who heard Laila's explanation only took a deep breath. After Laila finished explaining, Jacob asked Laila to return to work.

"If you're jealous, just say it. Do not take refuge behind your power. He needs a job, we need his skills. Professionals," said Mr. Jacob.

Of jealousy? The word that made Good shake his head. How could Jacob accuse him of jealousy? He's leaving soon. I don't know where, Mr. Jacob didn't want to ask.

Good habits are like that. When upset and angry, Good indeed left. Wherever it's up to her. His footsteps were led to where he liked. Usually, it's good to go to the club. But here, there is no such place.

Jacob felt safe too. No need to worry about good conditions. The area of the village that began to develop is a safe area according to Mr. Jacob.

Without Mr. Jacob knowing if it's good to go to Laila's house. He finds out about the two children who call Laila mama. But that's just misunderstanding. Because in reality they call Laila Lala, not Mama.

"Who are you looking for, sir?" ask Miss Rini.

"Ah sorry ma'am," replied Nicely surprised.

It was good to hold his chest as Bu Rini asked without him knowing where he was.

"Whose father is looking for?" ask Miss Rini.

"Here I want to find the kids." said Good.

"Oh, so this father is his father? They must be happy if they know their father came to see them," said Bu Rini.

Not finished Good explained his purpose there, Bu Rini had already cut it. Finally Bu Rini misunderstood and suspected that Good was Laila's ex-husband. But from the words of Bu Rini, Bagus became increasingly convinced that Laila was indeed a widow with two children.

"Would you wait here or at my house?" ask Miss Rini.

"Oh yes thank you Mom. I want to go home first. Let me come here again" said Good.

"Well, wait here. At least two hours later they go home," said Ms. Rini.

"Where are they really?" tanya Good.

"Yes dong Pak school. That's why sir can't just make it. If you dare to make it brave the responsibility of jiga dong. Kasian Laila, you have to take care of two children alone" said Ms. Rini.

Good speechless. She imagined how Laila would be burdened with having to take care of two children without her husband. Maybe what Laila did was one way she could laugh. It's good to be sorry for accusing Laila of not-nothing.

On the way home, Bagus kept thinking about Laila. Good to think if Laila moved from Jakarta to Surabaya because he had to survive. Suddenly a sense of pity emerged from that misunderstanding. Good anger at Laila was lost instantly.