Love Can, But Don't Be Stupid...
He's not my responsibility

"So, I'm kind of like Mama's calling, huh, Mas?" ask Vina when they finished eating. Vina who mabok with rice only eat vegetables and side dishes only.

"Yes, Mama called."

"Tumben, is there anything important, huh, Mas? As long as we're here, I've never heard Mama call you."

"Asking for Arya's job, she's just fired again."

"He was fired, Mom. Which company is willing to hire employees who have dealt with the law even if only briefly. Then, he goes into your office, what not to make a mess! He's a rambunctious prick, Mas!"

"Yaaa. I hope not yes, dear."

"What position is empty, Mom?"

"Office boy," replied Rendra lightly.

Vina laughed at hearing that.

"Why is that, honey?"

"Will he be an office boy? You don't know your sister, Mom! Amit-amit yes, the style is very tengil!"

"So, Mama asked what position. But I intentionally did not answer, males aja later horrified his chatter that is not clear. Mama's mouth will filter again in the pawn." replied Rendra then chuckled to himself.

"Lhaaa... continue, later when he gets to your office, how do you feel, Mas?"

"Not how, my dear. That's his business, he's an adult. I was married once too. Do you want to be bribed continuously? It's good, I found him Indonesian working. If he wants to thank you, if not, then no need to be dizzy."

"Yes too, anyway. Yes, yes, yes. The important thing is, Mas Rendra has helped him find a job again. Although only OB, nowadays it is difficult to find a job. It's good that later he can be accepted by the condition of him who has been plagued with legal problems."

Rendra nodded, confirming what his wife had said.

After finishing eating, Rendra went into his room. While Vina cleaned their former dinner out to the back. Initially, Rendra wanted to help, but was banned by Vina because she felt sorry to see her husband who was tired of working for a living but still had to mess around with dirty dishes.

Rendra sat himself on a mattress spring bed model Lesehan that he bought when he first occupied the rented house. Rendra took his phone and opened his M-banking app. Rendra selects the transfer menu and then enters his account number. After he succeeded, he sent a message to his mother.

[Ma, Rendra has sent Mama one million monthly money.]

Just as Rendra had placed her phone on the bed, the flat object suddenly rang. The screen blinked, it was Mama Amel who contacted.

"Hello, Ma. What's up?"

"What's up, what are you saying. You didn't send money wrong to Mama just that?"

"Well, why Ma?" asked Rendra with a frown.

"Gosh Rendraa, how much is enough for our one month living expenses?"

"Our lives? Whose life, you mean Mama?"

"Lhaaa, yes, my mother's life is with Arya. What the hell are you doing? Arya is now angry again. Where does money come from if not from you, Ren." replied Mama Amel.

"Lhoooo, when it comes to Arya's life it's none of Rendra's business, Ma. It's not Rendra's responsibility, he's an adult and Rendra believes he's also sure to get salary money from his old company. And again, where's the firing money from Nissa's office? That's a lot of lhooo, and Rendra also knows when he married Indri, Arya is not capital anything! All costs are borne by Indri! Then where's the money?"

Duuuaarr....

Mama Amel was instantly speechless, she was looking for what answer she would give to Rendra.

"Yaa... then it is not Rendra's business, right if he can not eat? Wrong he himself has a lot of money instead of his on the tube instead made a poya-foya. Look, Ma, you need to remember! Aryan's life is not Rendra's responsibility. If Mama, okay Rendra can still give thanks. But yes it can not be much, because the main responsibility of Rendra is Vina and also the prospective child Rendra. After all, Mas Rifki and Mbak Kiki every month also still send money to Mama of two million right? And if the same total money that Mama got from Rendra amounted to three million right, Rendra think it is more than enough for the cost of living Mama for one month. And one more, life is simple, no need to prioritize prestige and the like! Come on, Ma. Rendra is tired of taking a break. If you do not accept the money given by Rendra, no problem. Only Mama transfers the money to Rendra. Assalamu'alaikum."

Tuout.

The phone was turned off unilaterally by Rendra, while across the street Mama Amel continued to grumble.

"Have three children, who he lives is good but even forget the same parents. Especially Rifki with Kiki. Huh, their boro-boro. Rifki's job is manager, cook send money only two million. What does that money doang do. Emang anyway, if in the same total remittance Rendra becomes three million. But when he used to live with me, all the needs of his house are responsible. So the three million dollars are intact I use to buy more jewelry. Damnit damnit! There is nothing useful about children. Si Arya too, marry a woman he said rich. But it's actually zonk. Huh... shit!"

Tock....

Tock....

Tock....

"Arya, Arya!"

Mama Amel's deafening voice made Arya shuffle from her bed. He clucked in annoyance as his sleep was interrupted by the cry of his mother.

"What the hell, Ma! I told you to take a break, Mama's a bother!"

Arya's face was visibly upset as she opened the door of her room.

"Heh, listen first. You were if Mama called in a soft voice can never be horrified! So Mama called directly using high-level volume. Good thing you don't use Masjid!"

"Duh, what the hell is Mama. Not very clear! Speaking of which, what's wrong?"

"Tomorrow morning you go to Rendra's office, don't forget to bring a proposal?"

"Make what?" arya's forehead wrinkled in wonder.

"Tell me what? make a rujak wrap! Yes, to apply for work is Arya, Mama's most handsome son. He said Rendra in his office there is a job vacancy, tomorrow morning you spit there, hunt no one ngisi. Later you even more dizzy if over time nganggur!"

"What position is there, Ma? If only lowly employees are ogah, not level. Especially just ordinary staff like Mas Rendra. Really males!"

"Not most styles. The time in Indri's office is also just ordinary staff, right?"

"Yes but right, Ma's financial staff. No Mas Rendra, no style at all."

"We don't eat Aryan style! We eat rice, rice from rice and rice bought with money! If you're unemployed, where do you get money to eat? Can the stomach be full just eat style? Already there, you prepare a job application letter to make it to Rendra's office."

"What's the position, Ma?" ask Arya.

"Mama don't know, Rendra just said later it will be in the same info as HRD people."

"Well, yeah, Arya's going to sleep first. Sleepy!"

Blaaamm

Arya again closed the door a little hard, causing a slightly startling sound.

"Geez, have the youngest child model like that, thankfully dear. If I don't have pites, I go back in my stomach."

#Ikutan dong Ma, if mites si Arya... 🤣🤣🤣

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