Ex's Regret
Seduced

" Where is Mas Andra?" call me a little yell, for I have not found the father of my son in this house.

The person I was looking for never showed up and I finally gave up.

I better catch up with Dimas than I wait for Mas Andra who is out of nowhere, yes the possibility to go to Mom's house, because they are many more problems could be as I think.

I entered my room, too, and finding Dimas asleep made me want to come closer to him and hug the little boy from behind, the cold air made me want to curl up under this blanket and forget everything and unwind.

Sunlight burst into the sidelines of my room through the air ducts above the bedroom window.

" Oh my God, I'm bad luck." Suddenly my body immediately sat down and a little dazed, because I was surprised I do not usually wake up like this.

I got up and headed to the bathroom for the late morning prayer.

After praying I just glanced at the clock attached to the wall of the room turned out to have shown at seven o'clock in the morning, I patted the bidat, the bottom I was sleeping rich buffalo only, morning prayers using bad luck again, rutukku in the heart.

At this hour Mas Andra was leaving for work, and now he was out of nowhere, ah I asked him if he had come home, I was reluctant to disturb him who had more problems, he said, I don't want to burden him anymore.

I was fixated when in front of the bike there was no Mas Andra, what time he took the bike, the feeling of the bike was still there on the terrace, I was really very sure, in the morning Mas Andra's bike was still on the terrace, I was no longer a dream at that time.

Ah, I'm dizzy to keep guessing, I better cook and take a few houses, because today I intend to start opening my laundry, the sooner the better, the better, I cannot expect Mas Andra to be more concerned with his family, nor do I want to fuss anymore with in-laws, even though I have the right to a living from my husband, he said, but I was too tired to beg and instead became an outlet for mother-in-law's anger.

All the housework I have done, I have installed Banner in front of the house, the battle is ready to start, I said in my heart encouraging myself, do not forget I asked Bu rt for help to promote my business, thank God Bu rt welcomed it well, and he was the first customer of mine, I was grateful, of course at the beginning of this opening I gave a 50% discount as the introductory price from me on the first day of opening.

And the second day opened only one customer that I received, namely the front neighbor of the house who became my customer, the rich man in front of the house who said a businessman.

And although only one customer today but his dirty clothes are quite a lot, there are five large plastic dirty clothes sent by his babysitter.

Indeed, my front neighbor is indeed a very rich man because the house is the most magnificent among other houses in this village.

The mothers here said he was one of the businessmen, he was a one-child widower, his son was only five months old, his wife died while giving birth to his first child, lucky I got a customer like him, he said, when the maid returned home to Pak Biyan village, the name of the owner of the house was in need of laundry services like me, the first day I got a wholesale of clothes and clothes and suit up to five large plastics, he said, of course I am happy to take the clothes that will be washed and ironed.

" Both Lady Siti, I am willing to take dirty clothes every morning" I replied when Mbak Siti offered me the job, you see, Siti had to bring her master's dirty clothes to a laundry that was a bit far from their home.

" Good Ma'am, thank God that I do not need to go far if sending these dirty clothes, because I myself am also busy dealing with Malika." Reply Sister Siti on me, Malika is the son of Pak Biyan Mbak Siti's employer.

" He Ma'am, start besuk let me who will take it to the house of Mbak." I said to Ms. Siti, with a smile.

" Yes already Mbak then I say yes Ma'am, because fear Malika keburu wake up, I was nitip same Pak Ujang for a while." Pamit Mbak Siti in a hurry.

" He Ma'am, thank you" I replied as I received five large bags of clothes belonging to the Master.

I quickly unpacked all the clothes, and put them in the washing machine, while waiting for my laundry to clean up the house, while accompanying Dimas who played alone.

The third day the clothes belonging to Mr. Biyan and his son Malika are clean neat and fragrant again, the next morning I immediately deliver the clothes to the house of Mr. Biyan while carrying Dimas, and I will carry the clothes, I brought two big plastic bags to Biyan's house and got the next dirty shirt.

" Good morning Mr. Ujang" I said to the security guard.

" Good Morning Ma'am, would you like to bring the suit?" ask Mr. Ujang who has opened the gate for me.

" He sir, it's done and you're going to take it back, sir, the dirty clothes." I said politely.

" O. he Mbak, just enter yes it's okay, Siti's mom is usually next to the same house Non Malika." Said Mr. Ujang telling.

" Well, sir, honey, just go in is okay?" my answer is still doubtful, because the first time I came to this house, so there is a bad feeling because I am a new person in this village, and do not know what the character of people here.

" It's okay, Ma'am Siti has ordered if there is something between the laundry in order to enter it."Said Pak Ujang.

I also nodded at Mr. Ujang, and walked in and both my hands carried two large plastic clothes belonging to Mr. Biyan and Malika who was finished I ironed, of course while holding Dimas behind me, even with a tired body I kept walking, because this morning I had not had breakfast.

I walked by the side of the house as directed by Mr. Ujang earlier, next to the house there was a garage and there were several luxury cars lined up and parked neatly, then when I passed the last car I did not know it turned out that the car was backwards, and suddenly made me shocked to open play, because I had not been able to avoid it but I had already been dragged by the car, it was already, so that made me fall down with Dimas and the boy cried loudly, and at that moment what happened I don't know anymore, because after that my eyes twitched and my eyes became blurred instantly became dark, the sound of Dimas's crying was no longer heard.