
Hendrick left for the office after he finished his breakfast. He ate so voraciously, because he said breakfast this time was a special breakfast, because he ate at the dinner table not alone as usual, as usual, there was me who accompanied and put rice in his plate. Actually I still feel curious about the big family of Mas Hendrick and what makes me most curious is about the romance of Mr. Hendrick. Just then when I took my husband's clothes in the closet, I accidentally saw a twenty-square-foot photo lying in the bottom of the closet. If I don't see it wrong, it's like a picture of Mas Hendrick with a very beautiful woman.
I finally decided to look at the photo again, I went into the room and then I started to open the closet door, luckily the closet door was not locked by Mas Hendrick. As soon as the closet door opened, I took the frameless photo, I looked at the photo and sure enough, the photo was actually a photo of Mas Hendrick with a woman. Not only one, it turns out that under her there are still several other photos, I then began to look at her one by one.
''Mas Hendrick and this woman are engaged? Ah ... What the fuck! I, no, I don't want to be a destroyer of people's relationships, I muttered as I saw a photo of Mas Hendrick and the beautiful woman exchanging rings.
''But, it's not my fault, I did this all because of my sister. Mas Hendrick himself offered me to be his mistress.'' I murmured again. Then I put the photos back in the closet. I don't want to think too much about something that can stress me out. My marriage to Mas Hendrick was a serial wedding. Mas Hendrick just wants to have fun with me, and the woman in the photo is the woman he really loves and certainly is also the woman who will be his real wife. They look harmonious. And I'm sure that she must also be a woman from a distinguished family and certainly also educated and educated, she deserves to accompany Mas Hendrick in any case. Not like me. I'm just a country lady who just graduated from high school. I can't expect much from Mas Hendrick. I need to be aware of my position. I have to suppress my feelings deeply. I can't involve feelings in this relationship.
***
In the afternoon, I visited Yumna in the hospital. Upon arrival at the hospital, Yumna's condition was still the same as yesterday, still lying unconscious on a gurney with an increasingly thin body.
''What's your name? You're Yumna's sister huh?'' the nun who was guarding Yumna greeted me kindly. He was three years older than me.
''My name is Raisa. What's your own name? Oh yes, thank you very much because you have been looking after Yumna for twenty-four full hours, '' replied me with a knotty smile.
''Introduce my name Desi. It's good to meet you, Raisa. Yes, this has become my duty. God willing, I will take good care of Yumna.''
''Once again thank you very much Desi.'' I said again. After that, Desi and I chatted at length like a close friend.
***
''This is Ma'am, I paid for the full five months, '' I said, giving the contract to the owner. The fat woman took the money I gave her quickly with a smile on her face. We were standing on the terrace in front of the container I was living in.
''That's so dong. Means that two months have already paid off and this is added for the next five months again?''
''Yes. Don't give this contract to anyone else, ma'am,''
''Yes. Anyway if there's a pulse everything is in order,''
''Yes, then I go in first,''
''Wait for Raisa. I want to ask, where was Yumna and where were you last night? Why don't you turn on the porch lights?''
''I have Kok Bu, ''' I replied trying to avoid the next question again. Because I know the landlord's mother is a typical woman who is kepo and always wants to know the affairs of others. After that he left me. After the departure of the rented mother, I opened the door with the key I brought. As I was opening the door, I heard the voice of a man calling to me.
''Raisa,'' he said and I turned towards the source of the voice.
''Priest Mas,'' sahutku.
Seriate.