I'M NOT KERE MAS
STARVING 3

Adhan Ashar reverberated, I forced my body that was curled up on the floor which was only filled with old cardboard to wake up. I will shower and pray in the mosque. Because I promised I wouldn't use a drop of water from this house.

I also intend to meet with Desi. So that she would bring me more decent clothes for me.

I left after I sent a message to my best friend. Yet.. When passing through the kitchen that blends with the dining room. I get stuck with Yasmin who nags in the kitchen, while Dino's youngest brother Mas Farhat is fun playing games.

As I passed by, Yasmin walked over to me.

"Where are you going, Mommy??" yells.

"Sholat!" short answer.

"It's good that Mbak came, help Yasmin. He just kept babbling while washing dishes. Sampek almost budk my ears" Seloroh Dino.

I looked at Yasmin who was wrong.

"All right, sister, I'd like to eat laper but there's nothing I can eat Ma'am. Ma'am noodle cooking yes" continued Dino as usual who likes to rumble.

Yasmin still keeps silent I see.

"Dina... Ma'am can't do all that" I said.

"Why ??" Dino fused both of his eyebrows.

"Because Mbak has been divorced by your brother"

"What?? cooking anyway?? But Kok Mbak is still here ? you should not be living here anymore "

"He has no place to stay Din. let me cook Mie. Wong just noodles are not difficult" Timpal Yasmin lightly.

"Well, what Yasmin said "I just let the words of the stupor Yasmin.

"Yes already spit dong Mbak, I laper.." exclaimed Dino cuek.

"Yes yes. ngoceh aja from earlier" said Yasmin. I smiled, even though they hurt my feelings.

Yasmin took the small pot I used to cook the water if I wanted to make coffee. I let it go even if it's wrong for me. He took water and set fire to the fire. The water is quite a lot, even though to cook noodles just as necessary so that the water quickly boils.

"Ngapain still standing there ?" Yasmine's reprimand to me.

"I just want to pay attention to how you do it" I answered, folding my hands to my chest.

"A.. It's.it's easy, right?" Yasmin looked nervous. I smiled obliquely, this heart feeling eager to avenge the humiliation I had just received.

"The old cackle is very good" Yasmin began to grumble. He looked at the water, which was certainly just hot.

"It's still a long time?" Dino was impatient.

"If you are hunting why not buy rice just sit down" Celutuk Yasmin.

"Ah is not given money with Mom, he said waiting for payday"

I just watched all those scenes.

"Mr..." Dino made me turn my head" Ma'am has no money ??"

I shook my head

"So Mom gave me only 50 grand to shop, that's not enough. So for today I do not shop for chili because chili is still in the refrigerator" I replied.

Well that's how my mother-in-law is, my husband's salary she holds. And always charge me the same money to go to the market. But before, I didn't count. Any less groceries, I'm a nombokin without their knowledge of course. And maybe my mother-in-law thinks I'm good at shopping so it's always enough.

"Eh Dino.. What's the matter here, baby?" My mother-in-law came and sat herself in the dining chair next to her youngest son.

"Wait for Ma'am Yasmin to make noodles, long time Mom. Ask Anies, don't want to! he said he was divorced from Mas Farhat"

My mother-in-law glanced at me for a moment.

I was silent even though my heart was burning.

"Dina.. You watch him carefully, yes, he said he would not use a drop of water from this house. So if you see him using any facility from this house, you're sure he's a thief"

"Would that be bad, Mom??" Ask Dino.

"He himself said that arrogantly" my mother-in-law denied with a cynical glare to me.

I took a deep breath and chose to leave instead of lingering there withstanding the heartache.

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After bathing, and praying in the mosque. Desi came to me who was still not finished thinking. After I finished with the do'a, he poked me on the shoulder.

"Eh??" My toot.

"Just now, you're still thinking so I'm waiting"

I smiled faintly, Although Desi is non-Muslim. But he appreciates us Muslims.

"Have you brought all my orders?"

Desi replied with a nod of her head while showing the paper bag in her hand.

"What's your plan ?"

"Tomorrow.have a miting, you announce your move and notify if there are two candidates who will replace you"

"Who??" Desi quickly interrupted.

"Roses and Farhats "

Desi initially seemed unacceptable, but after staring at me so deeply. The corner of his lips lifted, it seemed like he understood my purpose.

"You want to create a cold war between them ??"

I smiled in response.

"You're smart "he said.

"That's nothing, after the cold war started. I will gradually show myself. And we'll enjoy the scene of them begging under my feet "

"But .. should do the moment before tapping the hammer, maximum stay a few days to wait for the judge's decision"

I nodded in agreement.

"Do I need to call Syakila?" Desi mentioned a friend of ours who became a lawyer in a prosecutor's office.

"No need, the problem of divorce will definitely run smoothly. Because they're getting married soon, and they won't be able to get married officially before I'm legally divorced"

"But your divorce process may be faster than your 'itdah. Are you gonna stick around in there?"

"The more I hang in there, the more they'll curry favor with me after knowing who I am? That's what I want ... Because they insulted me so much "

Desi nodded in understanding..

"Des.. May I ask you one more thing??"

"Can..."

"I'm hungry, since I got home from the market I haven't eaten anything "

"Jeez... Why don't you talk on the phone ?? yes I let us eat out "Desi immediately take me. But I refused, I just want to eat in the mosque. Finally Desi relented, He let her go out for a while to buy me food.