Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Sri's Story.
Early in the morning, Sri really could not sleep well thinking about how his fate, lucky tonight he did not spend the night in the storefront or something like that, very lucky for him to be reunited with a kind husband and wife such as Pak Safar and Bu Halima.
Early in the morning he had helped Ms. Halimah clean up the house, he was not happy if he had to stay silent while the house people were busy from dawn.
Making breakfast, and helping anything, Ms. Halimah actually admires Sri's intelligence in taking care of the household.
"Sri how old are you ?" ask Ms. Halima.
"Nineteen years old Ma'am" replied Sri.
"You don't go to school or how, why do you work ?" ask Halima again.
"I just graduated from High School Bu, went straight to get a job as a domestic assistant"
"Where are you really ?"
"I'm the original Jogja Bu"
"Lho why wander here, not in Jogja is also a pretty big city ?" Bu Halima is more interested in knowing Sri further.
"Eemm this way, actually the beginning of my goal here because it was offered a job at one of the companies that is quite large, he said it could be OB so ma'am and he said the salary is quite large, but it turns out it's all just a mode, but it's all just a mode, it turned out that who took me and said he would hire me it turned out to be a pimp, me and my two friends ran away when they got to the airport" explained Sri. he did not continue his story yet, Bu Halima asked again.
"Then did you get away with it or you got stuck again ?"
"No Ma'am, lucky me and my two friends got away because I met a nice woman, he also helped me from the pursuit of pimping by taking me and my two friends to the place of the house assistant service provider agent"
"Then ?"
"Then the woman who helped me first got a job contract, she was sent out of the country because she had to help her employer take care of her sick wife"
"While I could only wait for someone to contract my work, then about two months later, I got a contract as well and it turned out that my employer was the same as the friend who helped me"
"Ooohh that, it is fitting that you look deft to take care of the household" said Bu Halima.
"I'm used to it because if at home in the morning until the afternoon symbok and you have to work so I take care of my own house" replied Sri sepadanya.
"Why did you stop working ?"
"If that I can't explain Mom"
"Is Fahira your son Sri, sorry instead I meant to offend but hearing from your story it doesn't seem like it's your son ?" ask Ms. Halima.
"Lady..." Fahira began to be astonished, he realized that many would ask him that.
"Honestly, son, there's nothing to hide, I can understand"
"She was actually my employer's child, but her mother had died of illness earlier and it turned out that Fahira was not her husband's biological child, so her husband sent Fahira to the orphanage, and today I went to the orphanage to take Fahira, but I forgot that I don't have a place to shelter with Fahira yet"
"God, my dear, your heart is glorious"
"I love Fahira Bu, I take care of him from the baby is still red, I can not let him live in the waiting until big" said Sri, he was sobbing.
"But please, don't tell anyone that Sri is not my real son"
"Son, your life will surely succeed, this patience is a trial, your heart is truly glorious, God will surely repay all your kindness" said Ms. Halima while rubbing Sri's back.
"Yes Ma'am"
"Lho Mom, who is this ?" asked the young man who was still dressed in white gray to Bu Halima suddenly. He was surprised that there were other residents in his house when he entered the kitchen for breakfast.
"Include me Sri Tuan" said Sri kindly, he was afraid of mispronouncing so he ventured to call the young man Tuan.
"Dareen keep talking to you, I've never taught you to talk so impolite"
The young man named Dareen could only scratch his nape that was not itchy, he forgot adab talking at home.
"Sorry Mom" said Dareen, full of regret.
"I apologize to Sri, do not apologize to Mother" said Ms. Halima.
"Heehh" Dareen sighed heavily "Sorry I'm Sri" he said heavily.
Sri just nodded, she knew enough herself she was just hitching a ride here.
The sound of crying baby melts the atmosphere, Sri immediately visited the source of the sound, the baby must have been looking for it when he woke up.
"Cup cup, unfortunately Mom, this is Mom. uhh mad yaa left mom for a while"
Dareen who saw that was also annoyed why his parents had to accommodate people like Sri in his home, which he thought Sri must be a widow with one child.
"Mom, why the hell should she, already have a child so, where her husband again"
"Dareen pity he doesn't have a house, this is only while your father will find a rented house for them"
"Mom, don't be too good to be a person, what if he is actually a fraud" said Dareen.
"Dareen keep your words, Sri is not like that" said Bu Halima.
"Alaaah Mommy where know, in this difficult time, what are the halal Bu for work including nipu"
"Masyaallah Dareen, it is not good suudzon like that, Prophet Muhammad always teaches us to always behave husnuzon fellow people"
"Mom, I'm the same Dad, too good to be a person, I want to go to school first, anyway I don't want him still here after school later"
"Dareen brazen you, the same mother Dad never taught you to be arrogant like this, he's a person who is in trouble should we fellow humans help each other"
"Aahhh Ibu nih halu aja, later if it's been cheated just mewek" said Dareen then passed away, he had wanted to eat breakfast first but he was not tasteful since he saw Sri carrying the baby.
When I was young, I was carrying a child, what else try if not get pregnant first.
He is most anti-equal women like ganjen, and he has claimed Sri is one of them.
Sri is still accompanying Fahira suckling, her milk needs are almost exhausted because yesterday she had not had time to buy, she did not need to worry because it turns out Pak Athar gave her five hundred thousand, because yesterday he did not have time to buy, he did not have to worry because it turns out Pak Athar gave her five hundred thousand, enough for him to buy formula milk for Fahira some boxes. He was grateful that Fahira always bestowed his provision.
"Mother's son, his strong faith so quickly big, later if we have a lot of money back to Mother's village, meet with grandma and grandpa" said Sri asked Fahira to talk.
It's a pity that Fahira's fate was unlucky he thought.
Hopefully, Mr. Safar immediately get a contract for him to live, he did not want to bother the family of Mr. Safar more, let alone see the unpleasant situation of the son of this family, he did not want to bother the family, his guts had shrunk first.
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