My House of Resilience
Chapter 5. Brain Rotate

"Mas, have you nagged enough?" ask Tanti.

"Not yet! And, one more. Never ask for money from me again! Because there's not a dime for you."

"Mas, if I don't get money from you, then who do I get it from? You're still my husband and the responsibility of a man making a living for his son and wife. Don't forget that, Mom!" reply Tanti. His chest was tight to find the man he had loved so far had changed like that.

"As far as you! I don't care where I come from, not from."

Gluey!

It was easy for his mouth to say that. She had not yet felt how difficult it was to be a wife at home. Tanti is clearly hurt. All this time she had been trying her best to manage the shopping money her husband gave her. But not anymore. There's a reason her husband changed completely like that. Maybe not now Tanti knows, someday Tanti will know everything without her having to bother to find out. Not that I don't want to find out, household shopping is like this. Not to mention the stomach affairs of his children following the cost of education that was borne by Tanti so far.

After a fight that day, Ari decides to return to her workplace without saying goodbye. He completely forgot his responsibilities as a husband. Is this the beautiful wedding that Tanti has been craving for all this time? Nah! I don't want a marriage like this. Wanting to give up the feeling, but Tanti remembered with her two children.

This afternoon, Tanti was a little uncomfortable with her condition. His days were miserable enough, but he tried hard despite the pain. His two children who had just returned to school immediately approached and then regretted it. Peace and shade it feels to see the child of others who cared for so far can be polite and polite to his parents.

"Home home, huh?" Tanti's words to her two children.

"Yes, ma'am" answered the two.

Tanti saw the look on the faces of her two children look very strange. Like there was something to tell him.

"What's wrong? Why is it suddenly silent like that? Is there a problem at school?"

"Yes, Mom. After tomorrow Indra and I had to pay the exam money. It's a grace period, ma'am. If until the day after we can not pay it, we can not take the exam, Mom," said Teguh, the oldest child of a year from Indra.

The deg!

Oh my God, what is this problem? I forgot it was time to pay for their exams. I haven't got any money at all. My savings are nearing completion. This is all I'm saving up so I can eat in the next few days.

"Call Mom, son. I'm trying to get you some money. Oh yes, I have prepared lunch," said Tanti muffled the eternal that wrapped his soul and body.

"Thank you, ma'am," Indra and Teguh replied simultaneously. Although from a different family, in fact Teguh and Indra can be this familiar with his new family.

Tanti's eyes glazed over after telling her two children to go to lunch. Because, this is not a food that is usually given daily. It feels like Tanti wants to give them both back to her parents, but Tanti has promised their parents that she will give her best.

Teguh who arrived first in the kitchen then called Indra to quickly have lunch together.

"Ndra, let's have lunch together!" bring Firm.

"Attent, Mas. I'm still changing clothes" he shouted from inside the room.

Teguh and Indra looked at the sight of food not on the table, but still on the stove.

Indra first opened the cover of the pot that was placed as the cover of the pan. It was very surprising. If a few days ago they still enjoy fried chicken, fried tempeh, sometimes fried tofu or egg omelet. Sometimes the adoptive mother was cooking sour vegetables, vegetable menir, and vegetable soup. This time it was surprising.

"Ndra, you're cooking like this? Not not grateful. Strange in my opinion," said Teguh who took the plate for Indra as well.

"What are you cooking for, Mom?" ask Indra.

"Look at yourself!"

Indra was equally surprised. They both try to think positively. Maybe his mother was tired so lazy to cook as usual. After the two took the rice in the magic com, then took the food that was in the frying pan. It could be said side dish, but not a whole side dish. Not a vegetable that is usually cooked by his adoptive mother.

Without much protest, Indra and Teguh finished their food clean. After that the two worked together to wash dishes and some cookware that had not been washed by his adoptive mother.

"How, Son? Food good?" tanya Tanti when she saw her two children had just arranged the dishes and glasses to the shelves in the kitchen. There was a sense of guilt that deeply plagued her mind.

"Yes, Mom. Nice, really," replied Teguh.

If Indra does not matter the food as long as his stomach is full.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I have not been able to give the best for you," said Tanti.

"Mom's got a problem?" ask Indra. Her mother was not used to acting like this.

Tanti confused. He wants to be honest with his children, but it is impossible to do. He did not want to disappoint his son. After not getting a dime from her husband, Tanti fed her two children with instant noodles processed with potluck vegetables mixed with a little Tofu. That's the way to save the remaining money that lives a few days. He also added more servings of rice than usual so that they are full.

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The next day approaching the time that her two children intended, Tanti got dizzy. He hasn't earned any money at all. The plan is that he will borrow the neighbors for a while, but he is also dizzy how to return if Tanti himself does not work.

"I have to how? Children should not know about this issue. However, the deadline for payment is only tomorrow. I should how?"

I think I wanted to give up until this point. It was as if he was walking alone with no grip on his life.

"What is the fate of my two children?" I wanted to wave my hand as a sign that he was giving up.

His efforts to and fro borrow neighbors in fact do not get results. Everyone who wants to borrow money feels the same way. Equally dizzy as the need increases. Tanti is getting more and more upset. How could he tell his two children that until tomorrow morning he had no money at all?

About what effort, huh? I have no work experience. Usually people accept sewing jobs. Pretty good results, but I can't. I have to what now? Even to the fields I have no experience. Oh my God, how should I?