
I took my motorcycle parked at the end of the parking lot.
I rode a motorcycle at a slow pace towards my new home, my father-in-law Mr. Darmawan's house. He is a property owner and the largest ranch owner in my city.
My current status is Mr. Darmawan's son-in-law. But the marriage I was having was a fake marriage.
I feel like my body is tired, tired and sore. I hit the streets of a very crowded city, I rode my motot bike while the sun was over my head.
My sweat poured even though I was wearing a helmet but the heat of the sun was stinging.
After arriving at the big gate, the security guard opened the door and let me in.
"Please enter Sir!" The security guard politely let me in.
I entered the mansion a second time. But my current status is son-in-law.
(Now I am the son-in-law of this house, though no one will accept me, but I will continue to do what I am doing.) I daydream until suddenly there is someone who surprises me.
"Dreamy?" He nudged me.
When I turned my head I was surprised it was Melisa who surprised me.
"Saw!"
"Call what?" He glared at me.
"Miss Melisa!" I repeated my words.
"I came home because I didn't want you to go into my room, your room is near the servants' room." Melissa explained it to me.
I nodded and walked to the room that is now my room.
I opened the door in front of me to my surprise because the room was so dirty. Rooms that may never be occupied and never cleaned.
(I am still grateful to be given a place to live) My inner self.
I put a small bag on the small table beside me. I started cleaning up the place. After cleaning up Melisa gave me a thin mattress and pillow.
"It's for sleeping tonight, no big mattresses." throw the mattress and pillows at me.
"Thank you Miss Melisa." It was really painful when I called my own wife a miss.
"Heh.remember tomorrow that in front of Papa you must call me dear!"
I also nodded my sign approving it.
Melisa turned around and said, "Remember from tomorrow you do the housework, cook, mop, wash and all the tasks you have to do."
"Well Miss Melisa." I approve of whatever my wife tells me. I will be patient, hopefully someday I can find happiness.
Melisa went back to her room, and I went into my room.
It didn't feel like it was evening, I headed for the bathroom in the corner of the kitchen. I cleaned myself up and then I carried out my Maghrib Prayer.
Suddenly I was startled by Melisa's screaming voice calling out to me.
I hurried to finish my prayer and I went out to see Melisa.
"Miss, what's calling me?" much
"Make me avocado juice with a little sugar!" his orders.
"Okay, I made it!" I went to the kitchen to make my wife's order.
After jam making juice I deliver to my wife's room.
"Please Non, the juice is ready!" I put a glass of juice on the table near his bed.
"Inget yes, avocado juice every day should already be available here!"
I nodded and then I came out of Melisa's room.
I went to my room, a room with a thin mattress that Melisa gave me.
But I am still grateful for what God gave me, at least there is still shelter.
Once in the room I lay down my body and tried to close my eyes but it was so difficult. I thought about my mother who lives alone in the village.
We live all shortcomings, scorn, humiliation we have often got. But I can still be patient with this life.
My salary is only enough to eat a day and even less sometimes my mother still has to owe in a neighboring stall.
I finally decided tomorrow I'd go back to work. I'm gonna finish this house assignment before I get a job. I can close my eyes at exactly 11:00 p.m.
I woke up at 03:00 and I did whatever my wife had explained.
Sweeping the yard, mopping , cooking all finished at 06:00.
I prepared a breakfast menu at dinner table and I tried to wake my wife up.
Tok..button.tok.!(( I'm looking for my wife's room)
With ruffled hair he opened the door of his room.
"Why?" answer's ketus
"Sorry, I've finished everything and breakfast is also available at the dinner table!"
"So I have to say wow.git!"
"Not Non, I want to go to work and I will be home around 04.00 pm." I explained to my wife.
"Just to say that, I'm still sleepy!" the door to the room was closed very hard.
I didn't care, I went downstairs and I took my motorcycle to work.
Now my distance to get to work is only 10 km and it only takes 15 minutes.
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In the afternoon I finally got back home. Before returning home I stopped by to eat at the tent stall near my wife's house.
"Bu tempe setnya 1, same hot tea yes!" I ordered food for my dinner.
"Tok just tempe mas!" The owner of the shop asked me.
"Yes, I'm sorry I haven't paid and my money isn't enough" I replied honestly.
After the food was served I ate it voraciously because I was so hungry.
When I finished I drove my bike to my wife's mansion.
Mr. Satpam opened my door, I parked my motorbike near the Satpam post .
I'm going to go into my wife's house. But before I opened the door suddenly opened and my wife doused me with water one bucket.
byurr.(the sound of water pouring into my body).
"Heh Babu from anywhere, at this hour just came home? "her voice angry.
I who had been soaked just kept quiet and I was about to enter but was not allowed by him.
I finally entered the house through the back door and I cleaned myself in the bathroom.
I just changed clothes and she screamed back to me.
I was silent because my body was tired, had he not doused me maybe I would have done whatever he told me.
But it's too much that I'm a man who should be his wife serving me, not the one he should be his slave to.
Maybe if someday I become a successful person maybe he will just assume me.
I locked the door to my room on purpose I didn't want to do anything he ordered. Let him scream as much as I don't care.
Melisa banged on my door but I remained silent. It's been hurt since yesterday I stayed in this house he always humbled me. He thinks of me as useless trash.
After performing the prayer I fell asleep and I woke up at 03:00. As usual I was praying last night I did all the homework Melisa assigned.
I made him breakfast a plate of fried rice and I put it on the dinner table.
At exactly 06:00 I got out of the house and drove my bike to my workplace.
I left without saying goodbye to him. And as for my plans later this afternoon after work I'm going to the hospital to see my in-laws.
Even though there is still one person who hates me but I don't care. My intention was to see my kind-hearted Father-in-law to me.
Before the store where I work opened I stopped by at the angkringan stall next to where I work. I filled my stomach even if only by drinking hot tea.
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