Being Married to My First Love
Season2. Beverage Shop.
"Nggeeeeng.. ngeeeng.. ciit... ciit.., "said Raka while mimicking the sound of cars being played with Rama.
"Mahs ... Pah..., Ama mo granddaughter!" babble little Rama asked for milk, while tugging at the tip of the shirt worn by Raka.
"Want to drink milk?" Raka repeated the words of Rama which was then answered with a nod of the head by Rama. "Well, let's go to the kitchen to make milk!"
Little Rama nodded his head and jumped up and down happily. "Hoyal ... Ama mo mimi granddaughter!"
Previously, Raka said goodbye to mama Maura and her mother to clean themselves first. Every day here and there to find a job and investors make his body feel sticky and very tired. Raka wants to take a shower first so that the fatigue is slightly reduced. Raka brought along Rama who wanted to come with her. Arriving in the room, Raka gave the cars he had bought for Rama, but he had not given them.
After dressing they re-joined his mother and mama Maura who were in the middle room. Raka took Rama's small hand and walked down the stairs.
"Oma Ama has a toy balu," said little Rama to his oma.
"Was the car? very good car," said mama Maura responded.
"Papa's Poison ..," said little Rama while showing his toy to his oma.
"Darling, what did you say to Papa?" ask omanya.
"Rubber, Papa!" chirping.
"Good, Boy," Raka replied as she brandished her thumb, then rubbed the tip of her head.
"Oh yes Ma, Rama wants to drink milk he said, Mama brought her milk supply and bottle, right?" ask Raka to mama Maura.
"Of course dong, for a moment yes, Mama took it in Rama's backpack," said mama Maura while opening a backpack containing her grandson's equipment that is mandatory to carry, said Mama Maura, then take a jar containing powdered milk and also a bottle of milk.
"This is milk and the bottle" said mama Maura as she held out the bottle and jar of milk in front of her.
"Let me make it, Ma'am," said Rahma as she raised her hand asking for jars and bottles of milk from her mother Maura. "Come, Honey! wanna come with grandma and make her milk, right?" tanyakanya.
Rahma stretched out her hand before Rama while bending her body to align the height of the child.
"Itute, Grandma ...!" Little Rama immediately grabbed Rahma's hand, then worshiped after being in a sling.
"Raka, your mom said Om Wirya confiscated all the facilities you had, huh? why didn't you tell Mama and Papa about this? maybe papa can help you, Raka. Wasn't it you who helped our company that almost collapsed, now is the time for us to return the favor for your kindness, Raka," said mama Maura feeling sorry for the thing that was happening to Raka.
"No, Ma. Mama and Papa should not help me, grandfather threatened all colleagues who Raka knew not to give help to Raka, if grandfather found out there helped me grandfather did not hesitate to drop their company. Raka does not want papa company affected if caught helping Raka," said Raka at length explained his concerns.
"Astaghfirullah, how must your grandfather, Ka. I didn't expect your grandfather would have the heart to treat his own grandson like that" mama Maura complained.
Arriving in the kitchen, Rahma sat Rama on a chair, then began to brew milk for Rama. He could still hear Raka talking to Mama Maura. As a mother she was deeply saddened by the hardships her son had endured.
Astaghfirullah .., forgive our sins, O Allah. Please show me the best way for Raka, he murmured inwardly.
Towards Maghrib, mama Maura said goodbye to go home. While little Rama insisted on staying overnight, finally mama Maura entrusted his grandson to Raka and his mother. Although not his biological son, Raka loved Rama very much. Rama was never fussy every time he stayed at Rahma's house.
"Ka, Mama did not expect the fetus that was in Maura's stomach was now this big and very handsome. If Maura is still alive, she would be very happy to see Rama growing up healthy and very similar to her" Rahma said, gently stroking Rama's hair who was asleep on the sofa in the living room.
"Raka, Allah must have a plan as to why you should first marry Maura before you marry Fely. Pray always Maura, she is also your wife" Rahma told her son. "Now take her to the room, Mama. Let Rama sleep with Mama, Mama miss Maura."
Raka nodded, then carried Rama and brought him to his mother's room.
For a moment Raka was silent while looking at her sleeping mother while hugging Rama. After that, Raka closed the door and went to her room.
However, when passing through the room that used to be in Maura Raka immediately stopped his steps while staring at the door of Maura's room.
Maura, forgive me for not being able to take good care of you as long as you are my wife. You keep the pain in your heart alone because of me, please forgive me. Thank you for your patience so far, sorry I can not give you happiness, instead you have left many good things after your departure, Raka murmured inwardly.
Raka then resumed her steps up the stairs to her room.
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This afternoon Raka again looking for a job in a place a bit far from where she lives, of course, in a company that does not cooperate with her grandfather's company.
"Sorry Mas Raka, our company only opens vacancies for fresh graduates with office staff positions. We cannot afford to hire you who have work experience in the top positions. It doesn't suit your job desk, and I won't be able to pay you a high salary" said an HRD employee.
"Emm, well sir. Sorry for taking your time. Excuse me!" said Raka while smiling bitterly shaking the hand of the HRD employee.
"Together, Mas. Hope you get the right place to work somewhere else."
"Thank you, sir. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam."
Raka came out of the company with a giant step while sighing heavily. It felt really heavy for three days in circles looking for work, but there was also no bright spot.
Raka turned on his motorbike and drove back through the heat during the day. The hours on the streets made him feel very thirsty. He did not feel hungry despite having missed lunch, all he wanted was to quench the thirst that was heating up in his throat.
Raka stopped in front of one of the shops selling drinks with various flavors. He swallowed his saliva as a visitor sipped a cup of the drink he was carrying.
A slurrpp!
Raka immediately took off the helmet she was wearing and went into the store.
"Bak, want that choffee latte one, yeah!" said Raka to the drink seller then headed to one of the seats available for visitors who want to drink on the spot.
"Blogan ...!" call Fely who is now standing in front of him.
"Fe, are you here too? same who?" Raka was slightly surprised as she glanced around, where Fely was standing.
"I'm alone, I bought a book at the bookstore next door. You're not working?" fely asked while paying attention to the appearance of Raka who looks tangled with a shirt that has gone out and his arms are folded up to the elbow. Especially when he saw Raka when he just came by riding a new motorcycle for the first time he saw.
Since then Fely sat in the corner of the tavern room while reading the book he had bought. He had not expected to meet with Raka at this place. In his heart Fely wondered why Raka could be in this place at work hours.
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