I'm taking back mine
Chapter 2

As I thought, the husband and son were so greedy to eat it and I was satisfied to see it. I am grateful that my husband loves me and my son so much. May my family always be in His protection.

By nightfall, Raksa was sleeping in his room. I went into my private room and my husband. I saw Sam sitting on the couch playing his phone and I saw him smile.

"Mas" call me to Sam's mas.

"Yes why, honey," he answered and put his phone to the table.

"Where is the cafe?" my many.

"Huuf... The cafe's income is getting messy, honey. Maybe one or two months will come into bankruptcy, if there is no additional capital because the supply of cafes has been thinned!" mas Sam lirih.

"Pake money saving Raksa aja first make capital, Mas," said I gave a solution.

"Nwh will be enough, baby. How much money do you save for Raksa?"

"There's about 20 million, ma'am."

"That's still very little, dear."

"What do we need to do, Mom?"

"Let's say, I used to use Raksa's savings. Additional capital let me borrow the friends first."

"Don't minjam your keeman, Mas."

"Then, where should we get additional capital money from?"

"We're looking for a solution. We'll think carefully about the plan ahead."

I deliberately did not discuss the transfer offer from my boss because it was hard for me to part with my family.

"You see, you accept your boss' offer. This is just in case, we don't know whether Mas's business will develop again or not. Because in addition to the power of the cafe capital we have also many rivals."

"But, I don't want to be away from you."

"Can Mas come with you to Jakarta, but what cafe here? There's also no work experience in people's places, honey."

I exhaled while thinking about what decision I would make.

"We can't rely too much on our cafe's near bankruptcy, honey. And it's good luck for us because you got an offer to the head office, which is where your salary would be big there, honey." Sam's still trying to persuade me.

"Alright, Mas. I took the offer, but you have to promise once a month you have to visit there with Raksa," I break with a heavy heart.

"Alhamdulillah... Thank you, dear. I'm sorry, I can't make you happy" said Mas Sam, taking me by his arms.

"Together, Mas. You, don't need to apologize, I'm happy even with this kind of situation."

"We sleep yuk. You have to go to the office tomorrow, right?" bring Sam.

"Yes Mas. Tomorrow's transfer," I replied.

"Jas. Let's go to sleep."

Tonight we sleep in a hugging position, maybe a small thing like this will be very rarely felt when I am in Jakarta.

Morning greeted with a warm light. After preparing food for my son and husband, it was time for me to get ready for the office. This is how my daily life is, when my office hours will go first, while my husband waits for Raksa to wake up and will deliver him to my mother's house before Sam mas to the cafe.

I arrived at the office straight to my desk on the 3rd floor. There, I opened the computer and did my job.

"Mba Nabila, called to the boss room now," said one of my friends.

"Okay, makasi ya. Me, the boss' room first."

I walked leisurely in the boss room while greeting the others.

Tok tok tok tok

"Excuse me sir."

"Come in." a voice from inside that I believe is my boss's voice.

I walked in and stood right in front of my boss. "Sir Ryan, call me?"

"Please sit down."

"Yes, thank you, sir."

"What about the company's offer the other day?" ask my boss to the point.

"good. Finish your work in this office. I wait for the report before work. This is the last day you enter this month. Next month you're starting work at head office."

"Good thanks. Sir. Then I go back to my desk first."

"Yes please."

I walked out of the room feeling uncertain. I am happy to work in a big company. But, I am sad to be parting ways with my husband and son.

"You can get through this all Nabila. Let's get excited for a bright future, Raksa," I said.

I was again preoccupied with the reports piling up. I'm going to hand it over to Mr. Ryan this afternoon.

My job was done on time. I immediately took him to Ryan's office, and then I no longer have any responsibilities in this office. My responsibility moved to a bigger office than this.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in."

"Excuse me, Sir. Here's the report."

"Yes put it on the table. After this, you clean up your things and go home to rest. You'll be busier if you're at head office."

"I'll excuse you, sir. And thank you for Mr. Ryan's trust in me."

"Yes, please. Hope you work at the head office."

"Aami... Once again thank you, sir excuse me," I said then walked away Mr. Ryan's room and I cleaned up my things.

Coming home from the office, I stopped by to pick up my son at mom's house. At once, I wanted to pay my respects to mom. This is my life, every day Sam who drove Raksa to mother then I will pick her up when I come home.

"Assalamualaikum," I said as I entered the house of the mother who was always quiet.

"Vaalaikumsalam. You're home, son. How's work today? Smoothly?" ask mother.

I kissed my mother's hand with reverence "Alhamdulillah smoothly, ma'am. Where's the mercury, ma'am?" I answered and then looked for Raksa.

"Raksa, still sleeping in my room." Mom sat down next to me. "What's wrong with you, son?" ask mother.

"Mom, sorry after this Nabila will be more troublesome mother."

"What's up, kid? Same story mom."

"Cafe mas Sam is in danger of bankruptcy, and to start again, it takes a lot of capital while our savings are not enough to be used as capital. Incidentally, Nabila can offer to move to the head office in Jakarta."

"Then?"

"I accepted the offer, Mom," I said

"How is your husband and son?"

"This is what makes me so hard to accept the offer, ma'am. But, this is for the welfare of Raksa in the future, ma'am. If I stop working and the cafe goes bankrupt how our daily needs are, ma'am, especially Raksa needs."

"Hm... Alright. If that's your decision and your husband's then, what can I do. About Raksa, you calm down. I'll take care of him, let Raksa stay here."

"Thank you, Mom. Sorry for the trouble, Mom, too" I hugged Mom.

"Go home, soon the husband will be home. Wait a minute, I saw Raksa first."

Mom went into the room where Raksa was sleeping, a few minutes later the mother came out with Raksa who had been bathed by her grandmother.

"Assynoltom... Unfortunately Mother "my broom to my son.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mommy."

I hugged my son. Half a day without seeing my son feels so missed by him, what if I go to Jakarta later.

"Let's go home, son. Dad must be home waiting for us" I asked.

"Mother, we go home first. Raksa, salim to Grandma first darling." Raksa salim to his grandmother and I also salim to mother.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am"

"Waalaikumsalam, yes be careful to bring the bike."

Yes, every day I ride a motorcycle to the office because we do not have a car for now only a motorcycle that we can buy.

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