MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 55 CAN LOAN MONEY

After I finished taking care of Arka, I came out of my room. I'll clean the porch. Sweeping also mopped it.

It has been a few days since bi Yati went to mom's house, no one has cleaned the terrace. I stared at the house next door. Yola's House.

I'm kangen with Yola. How is he doing huh? I don't have any more e-cigarettes. I can't communicate with him anymore.

Usually after finishing with the work at my house, bi Yati will clean Yola's house. Bi Yati also gets an additional salary from Yola every month.

It's not much, but good enough said bi Yati. You can make money on his savings.

I thought, old bi Yati has savings. As for me, for today's meal I'm still confused about where the money is from.

I really feel like I'm at zero. I don't have anything left.

It is true that people say that the wheel of life keeps turning. Sometimes people are on top. And a second later it could be at its lowest point.

All because of my carelessness. Try if I do not receive cash, surely the money will not be lost in my account.

Or try if I don't forget to close the door, there won't be a burrow in my house and spend all my money.

Or maybe if the security guards in the complex will not be torn off, the thief will not roam.

Rice has become porridge. Even the police report my money won't come back. Even if the thief got caught, my money was gone.

Besides because I don't have the cost to go to the police station which is a good distance away, I am also lazy to take care of it. Because it will certainly be more complicated and it could be a lot of costs.

Where to finance all that. To eat today, I am still confused.

I don't know, I don't know what to do. Now all I'm thinking about is how I can get money to eat me and Arka's mas.

Buying diapersnya more important, so that I do not bother anymore to change his pants when he wet the bed.

Regretting the situation or blaming others, will not make me full.

I just keep sweeping the yard. Let Yola's house later if bi Yati comes, she cleans it.

I don't have the energy to do it. My energy is up to take care of the Arkas. And cleaned my house.

"Sayuuur...!" My regular greengrocer started calling his customers.

Maybe if I ask for groceries first, the vegetable maker will not mind. But what if when he charges, I don't have any money yet?

While I have no income. Pay what? Pity him if it's a loss because I can't pay my debt.

I was silent at my place, while watching some people who were choosing groceries.

"Sayur Neng's. What do you want to cook?" the vegetable man asked me. I could only shake my head, trying to keep smiling.

After the buyers left, the greengrocer approached me. Then he gave me some vegetables he put in a crackle bag.

"It's cooked first, Neng. Paying will be easy. I guess who's who." I shook my head again.

"Udah atuh, just accept it first. Mah business later." The vegetable brother forced me.

"No, Bang. There's still a lot in the fridge" I told a lie.

The vegetable brother insisted. Then he put the groceries on the table next to me.

I got an idea, how about I ask his brother to sell me stuff in my house? The result will be to pay for vegetables as well.

"Don't you ask for help?" many doubt.

"Please naon, Neng?" ask the brother. Then I took her brother into my house.

"Do you know that I've lost my drive?" The vegetable brother nodded.

"I am concerned, Neng" he said sincerely. I told you that I don't have a penny now.

"About what items can I sell, which can sell quickly, Bang?" my many. I'm throwing away my shame and prestige. I think more about my stomach and Arka's.

If only I were no longer pregnant, I would still be able to endure hunger. But I'm pregnant again. My son in my stomach would be starving if I didn't eat.

Not to mention the Arka. I can't let him get hungry. He was already tormented with his illness, time had to be tormented also because of hunger.

"Later try to offer to my customers. Which one would you like to sell?" ask the brother while looking through my house.

"Whatever it is, Bang. What matters is money. I need to eat and buy my husband's diapers" I replied honestly.

Then his brother took out two pieces of money hundreds of thousands.

"It's used first, Neng. Don't worry, this is not trading money. So it's safe."

I hesitated to accept it. How do I return it?

"Later if there is interest in these items, the Enengnya can go home with my money. It's okay, Neng. I am sincere" he said so sincerely. I was so moved to hear it.

"Thank you Bang. Please try to let there be a buyer. Let me get back the money, brother" I replied.

His brother was a mangosteen. Then get the hell out of my house. He said he was in the middle of the day and would not meet other customers.

I nodded in understanding. Then he drove his brother out.

After the brother left, I prepared to go to the front shop of the complex to buy the diapers of Arka mas.

I went into my room first. Pamit sama mas Arka's. No matter what the circumstances, he is still my husband. Wherever I go, I have to tell him.

When I went into the room, I saw that the position of Arka's mas had shifted again. He's moving again.

But why would he move if there wasn't me? Why if I told him to move even more limp? Sometimes it was just his eyes that were glazed over.

Yes already. The important thing is that Arka can move even if only a little. He was forced to do whatever he could not.

And most importantly, now I hold the money to buy his needs. I am still confused how to return it.

"Mas, I'm on loan with the same money as our regular greengrocer. Two hundred thousand, my. Pretty good to buy diapersmu, Mas. What do you want me to buy? Some chocolate?" my many. Even if I knew he wouldn't be able to answer.

I saw her eyes back in tears. He hearers. I smiled even though my eyes were in tears.

I grabbed her hand, then kissed the back of her hands in reverence.

"I'll stay a while, Mom. I'm fine here. I won't be long" I said. Then I walked out of the room while wiping my tears.