I'm the One who Lose
Chapter 1

The roar of the car filled the ears of Rini who was busy cleaning her favorite kitchen. There was the voice of the priest's greeting, a voice he had not heard for many days. Angga Bagaskara, Rini's husband a few days ago decided to go out of town because there was a job to be done.

"Wa'alaikum...."

The voices of the two boys answered the greetings cheerfully. The carefree spirit of the children was heard, they were very happy to see the arrival of the father who had not met for several days. Alternately they embraced the father who was still in the doorway, a sense of longing made them unable to wait for his father to arrive at the house.

Rini gurgled her oil-spattered hands with a washcloth, washing them under a splash of tap water. She immediately walked to the front room to welcome her husband.

"Where's the job there, you know, it's done?"

While taking the suitcase from Angga's hand, Rini inquires about her husband's work.

"Yet, it looks like the business is going to be long"

While sitting his butt on the sofa, Angga answered Rini's question.

"Meaning you're going back there again dong?"

Rini asked with a sad face.

"Just pray, I hope everything can be done quickly"

After hearing Angga's reply, Rini immediately passed towards the room to store the suitcase.

*****

It was late when Rini woke up. His desire to urinate made him walk immediately to the bathroom. He had seen a glimpse of himself sleeping earlier. There was no husband there. His forehead frowned as soon as he found the bathroom empty. She thought her husband was in the bathroom. Out of the bathroom Rini walked towards the kitchen, the intention of the heart wanting to brew a cup of tea. Because of her sleepiness that had disappeared, Rini intended to finish her work. As the owner of a children's clothing store, he does not only rely on employees to do the work. He also often uploads his own photos of merchandise photos. It is not uncommon for him to do his own photoshoots. For Rini work is a sport that produces, exercise the body and brain. Brain exercise is very useful to keep humans from senility.

Rini's hand stopped stirring the tea that had been given sugar as soon as she heard like the sound of people talking. He slid towards the back door of the kitchen. By walking on his tiptoes and taking off his sandals he settles down. His heart was pounding, his hand tightly holding the spoon he had used to stir the tea earlier. Slowly he approached the back door that looked slightly open. His feet trembled with fear, he thought there was a swarm of thieves or robbers into his house. As soon as he reached the door he lowered his head out to look at the person who was heard whispering. His breath was relieved because it turned out that Angga was there. Angga was seen sitting on the back porch chair making a video call with someone. Rini adjusted her breathing first before approaching her husband, her heart that was like running a marathon she calmed down first.

"Yes..."

Calling Rini still with her heart beating, she walked slowly closer to her husband.

Angga turned his head in shock and quickly turned off his call.

"Not sleeping on the deck?"

Ask Angga nervously.

"It's Aris's phone, I'm calling Aris"

Because nervous the words of Angga become brick.

"Call Aris kok video call, is the office problem still precarious, huh mas? Until malem malem gini call Aris"

"I yes, the office business is still not done deck, this is again discussed with Aris"

Angga raised his hand showing the mobile phone he was holding.

"Udah deck, you just sleep. Don't think about office problems. Ntar even you bad luck waking up, can not prepare breakfast for me and the children"

Angga walked over to Rini intending to take her back to the room.

"But, I made tea. I was planning on uploading merchandise"

"Oh, no need. Tomorrow only. You'll be tired"

Finally Rini resigned alone led by Angga back to the room.

*****

Sunny morning, babble child Rini color the atmosphere of the morning at the dining table of Rini's house. One harmonious family was having breakfast together. Rini who patiently serves her husband and children goes around the dining table to fill their plates one by one with rice. Indeed the family was used to breakfast with rice, not accustomed to breakfast only with bread.

After breakfast, they do their own thing. Children go to school, Angga go to the office. And Rini, she will also leave for the shophouse where she is scavenging for windfall after her domestic assistant comes. While children will be among Angga to go to school, because the road is in line with Angga's office. Rini did hire a housekeeper. Arrive early in the morning and will be home in the afternoon after Rini gets home. It's Rini's daily schedule, she will come home from the shop at three in the afternoon. Rini goes to school to pick up her son before returning home. At four in the afternoon, Rini usually arrives home. The distance between home, school and shophouse Rini is not far. It doesn't take long to travel.

Rini drives her matic motorbike on a fairly crowded street. The road to the shophouse where selling merchandise both online and offline.

There were already some visitors as soon as he arrived in front of the shophouse. Two employees Rini Anisa and Miya who always come in the morning open the shop. They are skilled enough to do work without Rini because they have also worked with Rini long enough.

Rini picked up the phone from the bag after entering her room. When passing through the door of the shophouse earlier he heard there was a notification coming in on his cellphone. There was a report from the bank that went into his email, a report that Angga's account number had transferred some money to another account. Rini reads with the name of the recipient of the money. Seen his forehead frowning, he tried to remember the name listed.

"Rania Putri" Rini's lips spelled out slowly the name of the recipient of the money from Angga's account.

"Who yes, from earlier remember still do not know the name. Did I forget. Ntar I asked the same mas Angga aja" Rini muttered to herself.

Rini tried to contact Angga to ask about the money that had been transferred to an account that she did not know, but there was no response from Angga. Finally, Rini put her cell phone on the table and started her work. Check the documents one by one. Check sales figures and other report reports about the stores he manages. Rini pioneered from zero business, from reseller until now can be a children's clothing store that is arguably quite decent.