
Morning greeted, still like his usual days nothing had changed. Bang Darma who went to work without breakfast, just a glass of warm sweet tea, and I started to busy to the kitchen and clean the house.
Long story short, a month has passed. Yuni came back to take her monthly money. But this time, she came up with a different appearance from her usual.
After a month ago I gave her jewelry, this month she came again wearing a hijab.
"Assalamualaikum," said Yuni who was already standing at the door.
Then he stepped into the house, and then shook the back of my reverent hand.
"Wa'laikum salam," I replied and frowned at her appearance.
What I'm surprised about, it's not about him being hijab. I was even happy if he started to close the aurat, but what I suspected, what he covered in his hijab. His intention to wear the hijab was not to cover the aurat, but to cover something.
"Tumben," my inner self after seeing her appearance.
"You're paying, aren't you, buk?" tanya Yuni immediately sat on the sofa.
"Udah, just take the money first in the room!" I answered and walked up from the couch into the room.
"Well, here's your monthly money!" I said while handing five hundred thousand dollars over to the table in front of him.
"Tumben you're here wearing a hijab, Yun. Is there something you're covering up?" look at me staring hard at him.
Looking at my strange gaze, he immediately looked down in fear. Because there was no answer from him, I asked him again.
"Cock quiet? Why not answer my mother's question? Try opening your hijab, I want to see what exactly you're covering?" pinta.
I'm acting like that, not because I'm cruel as a stepmother. I was just suspicious, because for five years I was married to the Darma bang, never once did I see Yuni come home with the hijab.
Except during the Eid alone, it was sometimes he did not even come on the day of Eid.
Yuni obeyed my orders, then opened her hijab and still bowed her head. And finally, my suspicions were correct and did not miss a single bit. She wears the hijab, as it covers jewelry that is no longer on her body.
"Where's your gold?" I asked casually, I don't want to rush emotions at her, before hearing the honesty that comes out of her lips.
"Udah is sold as mamak, buk," replied Yuni cirih.
Hearing the answer coming out of his mouth, my emotions immediately rose to the top.
"Oh God, Yun. How dare you sell that gold, huh?" snarl me with his growl.
Seeing my anger, Yuni did not dare to answer. He's getting shuffled up in his seat.
"Just a month ago I bought it with great difficulty, saving little by little from the sale, you easily sell it that way. You don't appreciate my gift at all, Yun?" continue with a shrill voice.
Because it has begun to ignite emotions, I no longer mention myself with the word "busy" but already with the word
"me."
I'm angry, I'm emotional, not because I'm not sincere about giving that gold to her. But because she allowed her mother to sell my sweat products and also bang Darma. Who is the person who will not be emotional, if this is the story?
"You remember your promise to me, Yun? You're not going to sell that gold for whatever reason. Did you forget all you said last month?" ask me still with explosive emotions.
Yuni remained silent. He did not dare to speak anymore. His mouth was locked tightly while continuously lowering his head.
"You've been too presumptuous, Yun. From the beginning I told you, you can use that gold, but you have no right to sell it. Did you forget my words, huh?" snatch me again.
After venting my emotions, I sat on the shoulder of the sofa, staring intently at my stepdaughter. After staying silent, Yuni finally ventured to open her voice.
"Yes buk, Yuni still remembers," said Yuni slowly.
He looked very frightened and agitated, while twisting the tip of his shirt.
"If you remember, why would you dare give that to your mama for sale, huh?" snatch me again.
"Don't you feel sorry for seeing your father bouncing around, so you're the one at his workplace there, just to get the money?" continue me.
"I'm very disappointed in you, Yun. I'm disappointed that you couldn't appreciate the sweat and effort we both had. You can't keep your trust and your own words" I said in a tone that began to soften.
"Yes sorry, buk. If indeed mother is not sincere, later if Yuni has worked, Yuni will replace the gold is buk. Yuni will change money," Yuni said.
I let out a long sigh, and exhaled it violently. I did not think with the way the human mind was before me.
"It's not a matter of his sincere non-conscience, Yun. If from the beginning I did not feel sincere, why would I bother saving to buy gold for you?" obviously me.
Yuni again silenced, she seemed to be thinking about my words.
"That my mother regrets is your way, which cannot take care of our gift. And it's easy for you to give that stuff to your mama to sell it." I'm upset.
"Actually your father has forbidden my mother, not to buy the gold for you. Because he was afraid that the gold would be sold, but I still insist to buy it and give it to you," I explained again.
"Because what? Because my mother loves you, Yun. Even though this mother is only your stepmother, but she loves you very much. But apparently, your father's guess is right. I'm very sorry, because I didn't hear your father's words" I added.
I just kept talking at length to my stepson. I deeply regret his actions that have been too presumptuous in my opinion.
"I'm not sure how she feels about having a stepmother, Yun. Because mom has also experienced twice having a stepmother," I explained with a bright look.
I go back to my childhood, having felt like I had a stepmother twice.
"Forgive you know, Yun. In the past, when you had a stepmother, do not give money or jewelry, or so forth. Buy a CD for mommy, they never!" obviously I told you about my experience when I had a stepmother.
"Because from the experience of mother as a stepson, then her mother tried to be able to make you happy. Give whatever your request, obey all your wishes, as much as you can."
Hearing my rant, Yuni turned a glance, then lowered her head back.
"But it turns out, your reply is not as I expected. I'm very disappointed in you" I continued with regret.
I vented my frustration at her, who could not keep her trust and promise to herself.
"You still remember, about the threat of my mother, right? If you had sold the gold, I would never have given you anything again" I said, recalling the agreement we had agreed to together.
"Yes, Yuni still remembers" Yuni replied.
"It's good that you remember" I said, closing the conversation.
Having seen me speechless and no longer making a sound, Yuni finally came home.
"Yuni go home first, buk. The motorbike Yuni brought, want to use mamak he said. My mom sent me a message just now. He told Yuni to hurry home," Yuni said, standing up from her seat, and shook my hand.
"Yes, be careful on the road" I said.
After saying goodbye, Yuni immediately walked out and went by riding her motorcycle.
After Yuni's departure, I also dropped down on the long sofa that I was sitting on earlier while massaging my forehead.
My head instantly throbbed, due to the overflowing emotions just now. Honestly, I actually can't bear to scold her. Don't scold, just rebuke his mistakes I've never.
Because I realized, my status is only as a stepmother to her. I don't want to be said by a chatty stepmother, who likes to organize her life. And to be sure, I don't want to be considered a cruel stepmother by her.
But because I was too disappointed with his actions, I also ventured to do things that I never did to him. That's scolding her like I did just now.
"Yuni...Yuni, you really don't understand baby, Yun!" murmured me while continuing to massage the head that is still throbbing pain.
After a few minutes of retreat, I immediately stood to close the door of the stall and the main door. After that, I walked back into the room and returned to lay my body on the bed. I calm my mind and brain that are random right now.
Actually, Yuni was a submissive child. But because she still lives with her birth mother, so her mother was always in control of her and took advantage of her to always ask us for money.
Because Yuni is a submissive child. Yeah, she'll obey whatever her mom orders.
Including handing over all the gold I've given her to her to her mother.