Nackal Duda
Tara's Request

"Girl!" call Tara while I'm pulling the car out of the garage.

I got out of the car and closed the door. I did intend to go back into the house to take a laptop bag and supplies that are still on the dining table.

Dance is sleeping in the room. After preparing breakfast, he decided to sleep in the room. Dance said not feeling well.

"Why?" I asked while looking behind Tara. No Damar's car, which means Damar didn't come home.

"You want to go to work? Not breakfast yet? I made your favorite fried rice! Breakfast is yuk!" Tara grabbed my hand but I threw her hand out slowly.

"I've had breakfast." I refused. To be honest, Tara's fried rice used to be my favorite. Only that fried rice tastes good on my tongue. The rest I ate Tara's cooking because I appreciated all her efforts to cook.

Now, all the Dance cuisine tastes so delicious. The fried rice that is only original made is much more delicious than the fried rice made by Tara.

"Do you want me to make coffee? I have a coffee maker and there's real civet coffee that's definitely delicious. You want to, right?" Tara persuaded me back.

"No need, thank you. I have to go to the showroom." I refused again.

I was about to enter the house but my hands were blocked. "I'm coming, right? I'm bored at home!"

I let go of her hand that touched my body. "For what? You just go for a walk with your car! Why should I come with me?"

Fold both hands on the chest. I paused to go inside the house and hear what his purpose was to face me early in the morning?

"Hm.... Honestly, I would like to apply for a job at your place. So marketing or administration is okay. I. I need a job now. I'll be in a divorce court soon. I have to support myself. You want to help me?" pinta Tara solemnly.

I breathed in hearing her request. Tara wants to work in my showroom? As what? Why should I be in my showroom?

And what about Dance? Will he agree?

"I don't know if there's an empty job." I finally answered with no certainty.

Pity him too. The household problems are so strange. The KDRT and the evidence he showed me made me feel a little compassionate.

Tara is the woman who once filled my heart. Despite his mistakes that betrayed my love.

True what Tari said, I really can't be a person. It seems that I am poor and indifferent, even though I have a soft heart. I can't bear to see people in trouble.

"Please, Gas! You know I can work. You want to put it anywhere I want!" pinta Tara with eyes so begging for my help.

Huft...

Why is this my life? In the past, this woman betrayed me and broke me. Tell me all sorts and now? He even asked me for a job!

The wheel will turn. Not always we are at the top, there are times when the wheel is spinning we will be at the bottom and look up full of envy.

Do not be arrogant to be human, because there is a time. I used to suffer, work until I forgot the time and therefore my household was destroyed.

Now everything's changed. I who used to be insulted now even asked for help.

"Later if there's gonna be a call. I'm going in first!" I left Tara and went inside the house.

I saw my available provisions on the table. My laptop is not far from mine. Dance was sick but still took the time to make cooking for me.

"Om not leaving yet?" tanya Tari who tries to be a sara. "I'm sorry Om. Her dance is like a slacker. Instead of finishing the house or accompany Om to breakfast and drive to the front of the house, uh even sleeping in the room while watching TV" said Tari who felt bad.

I smile. "Nothing. You want to go to the doctor? Don't feel the pain yourself. Go to the doctor to know what you are sick and get treated!"

Smiling dance. "It's just a little dizzy, Om. Sleeping for a while will also be delicious. Coincidentally today Dance is not a course, Dance wants to rest later if you enjoy just learning to cook again."

I gently rubbed her hair. His face was a bit pale and looked a bit tired. "Don't force it! Your health is more important!"

"Yes, Om. Why haven't you left yet?"

At first I wanted to hide everything from Tari, but after I thought about it I was honest or lying Dance would always believe whatever I said. Better to be honest than to lie, only sin!

"When I got out of the car again, Tara came and asked me for something."

"Seek what, Om? Request a referral?" tanya Dari with the annoyed face she hid.

"No! Tara asked for my job. In showroom. He needs a job because he is getting a divorce. Tara has been kicked out of her family and now she needs a job because she is in the process of getting divorced. How do you think?"

Dance then lowered her head and hid her gaze. He was silent as if he was thinking about what answer he would give me.

Then I heard him sigh deeply. It seems he made a tough decision.

"If you don't like it, I'll reject it. From the beginning I never promised to give him a job. You don't have to worry!" I said calm down Dance.

Dance raised her face that turned cloudy in an instant. Then he shook his head. "No, Om. If Dance forbids Om, it means that Dance doesn't trust her own husband."

Dance then grabbed my hand and looked at me fixedly. "If according to Om, Ma'am Tara can help Om help Om just help. Helping others is a great reward. Dance believe the same Om Agas. Om Agas will definitely keep the trust that Tari gave you, right?"

Degs...

It's a heavy one.

Dance trusted me so much. I have a heavy burden of keeping the trust given by him. Will I be able to keep the trust he has given me?

"Why didn't you ask me to refuse Tara's request? That way your heart will be calmer, you don't need to be afraid if there's Tara around me? What if I was khilaf? Anyway, Tara there's a woman I've always loved and you know there's still a name in my heart. Why would you risk hurting your heart like this?" I asked while looking at him closely.

I can't believe he's smiling. He touched my face with his warm hands. "Om has a lot of charm. Want me to chain Om's feet though, Om's charm will always captivate other women. When I married Om, I knew it was my consequence. Only by giving Om confidence can I be Om's wife in peace. I can think positively onward despite the many temptations that come into our household. Trust is expensive. I asked Om to look after her."

I know, because it's too expensive, that's why I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Tari's trust. This is the purpose of freeing me, not restraining me. So that I know myself and realize the high cost of trust.

"alright. I will keep your trust. Rest at home. Don't work too much. And Tara's problem, you just calm down. I just want to help her live independently. No other intentions."

Smiling dance. "Yes. Tari tau. Dance has said that Om's heart is as big as the ocean."

I kissed her forehead and went to work. In my heart I am determined to keep the trust He gave me.

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