A Love Letter from My Wife
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One day after Santika and Martin's wedding, Satria packed up her belongings. He intended to go to the city to find a job and make a lot of money.

But before that, Satria will retire from her old job first.

Martin was standing next to a pile of bricks and was watching his workers. Satria ventured to come to him. But not until Satria arrived in front of Martin, he had already seen Santika who had just come to bring a bushel of food for Martin. Satria's heart was torn again, so he remembered a long time ago when he was married to Santika, his wife never once sent him lunch to work. But now, Martin got it.

"I can't look weak in front of Santika." Determined Satria, she continued her steps.

Satria in front of Martin. The couple who just got married yesterday were staring cynically at Satria. Moreover, Santika, he seemed content to heat up Satria with his relationship with Martin.

"Would you come here? Not working!" martin's Sentak to Satria. "Don't tell me you're here because you want to see my affection for my wife?" Martin seems to have deliberately put emphasis on the word wife when talking to Satria only to show off that Santika is now his wife.

Santika too, she smiled cynically towards Satria. Satisfaction because it can show off a new husband who earns more than Satria also makes Santika happy.

Satria lowered her head, "Sorry sir, I came here today to tell you that from today I am out of work" Satria said slowly.

"As much as you want to stop or work I don't care!" reply Martin. "Again, I'm glad you're not here. That means, there will be no more men trying to seduce my wife" continued Martin with his typical cocky style.

Satria beristighfar inwardly heard that she was accused of being an itchy man like Martin. Though the one who itches and grabs the wife of the man here is Martin himself.

"Here you are, honey, don't mind him. Better, let's go to saung yuk. We'll have lunch there, let me bribe." Santika interjected, she pulled Martin's wrist while staring sinisterly at Satria.

Satria's heart heats up, he is hurt to hear his ex-wife calling another man with an affectionate call. It was a call for him, but first.

"May you never regret your choice, San. I can only pray for your happiness" Satria said before she left the place.

Satria went to the bus terminal, she had already bought a ticket to go to the city. He will complain of fate there. I don't know what his job will be, Satria will live. The priority now is Natasha. Satria wants to buy toys and cute dolls for her daughter.

While on the bus, Satria could not stop looking at Natasha's face from her phone screen. Every time he saw Natasya, Satria would smile and his strength seemed to return. The wound given by Santika, will be covered by Natasya. That was the role of Natasha in Satria's life.

"Daddy promise, I'll work hard and make a lot of money for you, honey. I'll buy you lots of toys and cute dolls." That was Satria's promise to Natasha while she was still on her way to the city. Satria now put her phone in the bag. He will sleep until he arrives at the terminal.

The first night in town, Satria feels that she will be able to get through it safely. Only his longing for Natasya is not safe. Satria keeps thinking about the fate of her daughter who lives with Santika and Martin. Satria hopes that Natasya will be happy and not abandoned.

"Dad will fight hard for you, son," said Satria. Satria's routine activities at the age of prayer isya' was just looking at Natasya from his cellphone screen. Because only then the feeling of longing for Natasha will be slightly treated.

"After all, I'll hang in here. Want as hard as life in the city, but I'll hold it. All this I did for you, Natasya." Satria continued to talk to herself with the photos, as if she was chatting with her daughter. "May we meet in the dream, dear." Satria kisses her phone screen which features a photo of her little daughter.

The day had changed in the morning, after the dawn prayer Satria immediately walked to find work. He would work anything, provided it was getting halal money.

Satria sees no job vacancy as an office boy in one of the big companies. He ventured to enter the company. It turned out that there were not many applicants, and Satria did not have to wait for other applicants. He was immediately interviewed and Satria was immediately accepted because he said the company was in dire need. What's more, the criteria for being an office boy also does not have to be as highly educated as other positions. According to Satria, it is very suitable for him who only graduated from High School.

"So I can go straight to work noble tomorrow, sir?" ask Satria to make sure. HRD who interviewed Satria earlier nodded and congratulated him. Satria was of course pleased, for the Almighty gave him an easy way to seek sustenance.

Satria returned to the contract, she would use her time to clean her clothes and clean the contract. At least, he did not have to worry anymore in finding a job because he had already obtained it.

"Thank you, O Allah, for the sustenance You have given. Thank you also for making it easier for me to find a lawful job." Satria rubbed her hands on her face after praying. Satria had just finished performing his duty, the Ashar prayer in the mosque next to his contract. Coincidentally, Satria's contract was indeed next to the mosque.

"Newly contracted here, Mas?" ask one of the older men.

"Yes, sir." Satria nodded her head while smiling in honor of the man she did not know.

Within a few steps, Satria was already within his contract. He started to tidy up all the items he was carrying and it just so happened that Satria did not bring much stuff.

In the contract, there is already a facility of one foam mattress along with pillows and bolsters and small wooden cabinets.

There was a bathroom inside as well, so Satria did not need to queue with the other rented residents.

"You're the only spirit you've got, son. So I hope you stay healthy with your mom?" satria said to the photo frame she displayed on top of the wooden cabinet.