
Tink !
Notification to enter the mobile phone Seruni. Immediately he grabbed the flat object that was on the table. Notification of bank transfer.
Seruni looked at the calendar attached to the wall. As usual Radik's husband always transferred part of his salary to Seruni's account.
Monthly money is just enough to buy Keysha milk, kitchen needs, toiletries and washing also for electricity and water bills.
Ration given Radik mediocre no more money to pamper his wife. But Seruni remains grateful, the important thing is that her stomach can be filled and her daily needs are met .
Given that Seruni came from a lower middle-class family so he was already used to living a simple life. He never went to a salon let alone bought luxury goods and clothes.
Finished feeding Keysha, Seruni immediately prepared to go to the supermarket to buy monthly necessities.
Seruni replaced her negligee with a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She tied her hair up so that there was no trouble holding Keysha later.
Once ready she and her daughter immediately set off. Seruni chose to take public transportation rather than a taxi to save on transportation costs.
It took only a few minutes to arrive in front of the supermarket.
Seruni went in there while guiding Keysha's hand. If Keysha is tired of walking he just holds her.
Soon he picked up a troley and headed for a fruit and vegetable stand. After that to his other food.
Then immediately go to the cashier and make a payment after it is felt all his needs go into the troley.
After he finished paying, he headed for the exit. But there he met someone who was not foreign to him.
A person who had been present in the past long before his self dating Seno is also Radik.
Her name is Dirga Mahesa. A man who had once filled his heart but between Dirga and Seruni did not have time to establish a relationship at that time, because Dirga had to continue studying outside the city. Dirga and his family moved to another city.
" Seruni ? " Dirga frowned making sure there was no mistake seeing who was currently in his presence.
Dirga looked at Seruni with a gentle gaze, as if there was still a sense stored up for the woman.
Seruni just smiled and then immediately stepped up, with a large grocery bag and many more plus must guide Keysha's steps.
" Let me help. " Dirga grabbed the plastic bag in Seruni's hand.
" No need, thank you. I can be alone. "said Seruni did not dare to look into the eyes of Dirga who continued to look at him.
" Not to be confused. " Dirga remains pushy and immediately carrying grocery bags .
Seruni could not do much, she was overwhelmed with her groceries not to mention having to guide Keysha's arm.
They're out of the supermarket . Dirga volunteered to drive Seruni home but Seruni refused. Dirga finally delivered Seruni until the stop.
" This is your son ? you are married ? " ask Dirga when she gets to the stop.
" Yes" answered Seruni briefly.
" It's funny, what's your name ? " ask Dirga while crouching in front of Keysha.
" Kysha." said Keysha plainly.
" Kysha's smart. I know the name om.."
" Mad.preferably go back. The freight is there we have to go home soon. Thanks for helping. " Seruni cut Dirga's sentence.
He intentionally did so, fearing Keysha would talk to Radik about Dirga.
He smiled and stood up again. His eyes continued to stare meaningfully at Seruni. Again Seruni threw his face while stopping the approaching public vehicle
" You've forgotten me." said Dirga. Slowly but clearly heard in Seruni's ears.
Deg !!
Somehow Seruni's heart suddenly shook. As his Dirga continues to try to destroy the defense of his love on Radik.
" Excuse me. " Seruni immediately entered the angkot. The groceries were picked up by the director and put in the car.
Dirga stared at Seruni's departure until the angkot in the woman's ride was no longer visible to his eyes.