Mikhayla, Strong Mother's
MSM CHAPTER 2. Fighting Alone

Mikhayla dragged her step out of the hospital area. His brain was spinning hard thinking about how to earn money. Now it's not just about her hungry stomach needs, but the woman also has the burden of paying the debt.

Mikhayla pauses for a while at a crowded clothing store and offers to work there, hoping for a job opening at the store as Mikhayla sees some of the store's employees overwhelmed by customer service.

"Sorry this store doesn't need new employees, we can still handle it."

Mikhayla nodded at the rejection from the store owner.

"Just bothering me, I thought I'd buy, uh not even find a job."

Mikhayla rubbed her chest so that she could be patient in hearing the words that the store owner told her employees. However, it still sounded clear in Mikhayla's ears.

Until the afternoon Mikhayla who had been around never got a job. His stomach was already feeling very hungry and he could only gulp when he saw the bakery across there.

"Well the bread is moldy, the merchant is not trustworthy. Didn't I just choose a good quality bread, why when checked now even expired like this?" A woman immediately threw away bread carelessly because she was very disappointed in the bread seller she met earlier. The woman immediately crossed the street and approached the bakery that had been the center of Mikhayla's attention.

Mikhayla rubbed her belly with smiling lips as if to tell the fetus in her womb that 'this time we can eat.'

Without a second thought and without looking left, Mikhayla immediately took the bread, rubbed off the dust and ate it. Bread mushrooms are no problem for him rather than having to hold his stomach which hurts very torturous.

Finished swallowing his bread, Mikhayla got up from her seat intending to find work again. However, his eyes were twitching and his vision looked blurry. There was an agonizing nausea inside the stomach there and it seemed like someone wanted to get out, but was restrained and could not get out.

"Argh! It hurts so much." Mikhayla kneaded her temple with her right hand and pressed her stomach with her left hand. It hurt this time really. Mikhayla took out foam from her mouth and her eyes immediately darkened.

***

"You're food poisoning, can't you keep bothering me?" Mikhayla opened her eyes and found the woman who helped her by her side again.

Mikhayla immediately spread her gaze to all directions and realized that she was in the hospital again.

"Why should he help me again?" inner Mikhayla.

"Why just shut up? You eat poison, right? Want to run away from your responsibility for your debt to me?"

Mikhayla. "No, maybe I poisoned the bread I had eaten."

"If the bread that has been plastered do not eat if you do not want koid, kayak is immune to eat carelessly. Your heart is so thin that it cannot filter out the toxins in food. Come on, it's a hospital bill this time and it's been confirmed that you'll owe me more." After saying that the middle-aged woman immediately rushed away.

"Wait a minute, Mom!"

"What else is it?"

"How much do I owe you, ma'am?"

"Don't you see the details of his administration yourself?"

"Yes but with the flowers I don't know what the total is."

"Ten million." The woman replied lightly while Mikhayla looked gaping in disbelief.

"Nobody wants to be asked anymore?" The woman was getting ready to leave again.

"May I ask for an additional loan?"

"What's? Already have 10 million debts still want to borrow again?"

Mikhayla nodded weakly. "I need money to eat and if I'm starving I can't work to pay off my debt to Mom."

The woman who was Mikhayla's interlocutor was silent for a moment. Moments later, he took the wallet out of his bag. The woman handed Mikhayla 2 hundred thousand pieces of money.

"Remember it 2 times!"

Mikhayla who really needs money just takes the requirements of the woman. Now the priority is his stomach full, the matter of paying the debt he thinks later.

I got out of Mikhayla Hospital looking for a job. No matter his body that was still very weak, he desperately needed a job at this time especially if talking had to rest he did not know where to rest. His days since getting out of the house have been chaotic, living on the streets and sleeping wherever he does in order to slightly treat fatigue. Fortunately, no one had bothered him all this time. God is still protecting her, Mikhayla should be grateful for that.

As far as the footsteps go, so far his heart also fights fatigue in getting rejection of job applications. Until his move came to a market that looked crowded, Mikhayla stopped for a while.

"Mom I help." Mikhayla took the items held by a mother who seemed to have difficulty carrying them.

"Bring to that angkot!" Request as well as orders from the mother of the owner of the goods. Mikhayla nodded and followed the footsteps of the mother who was walking in front.

"This is the fare, Dik, thank you for helping me."

"Ongkos?" Mikhayla looked at the money already in her hands.

"Yes it's common, for those of us who I'm in this market really need porters in the market. Take it!" After saying that the mother of the owner of the goods went directly into the angkot.

Angkot moved away from the market while Mikhayla was still standing stunned.

"Bak help bring me yuk's stuff!" Someone's request roused Mikhayla from her daydream.

"Where is it?"

"There Ma'am."

"Oh okay, all right.

During the day the market had begun to quiet Mikhayla sat for a while under a tree while counting the money from his work from morning.

"Ninety-five, one hundred thousand. Well that's good." Mikhayla kissed the money in her hand and stood up and walked towards a stall that was also still in the market place.

"Nasi rames Ma'am!"

"Okay Ma'am, I made the order first. Packed or eaten in place?"

"Just stay here, ma'am."

"Good."

After eating Mikhayla continued her journey back even though she had no idea where she was going.

"I had to find a cheap boarding place where the money I borrowed from my mother was still there, enough for the down payment." Mikhayla made up her mind in the middle of her journey. Can't he sleep on the streets all the time?

Adzan dhuhur. Mikhayla decided to stop at a mosque across the street. Bathe, take ablution, pray and rest for a while he did in the mosque.

As he was about to continue on his way back he saw a little boy peddling tissues and mineral water at a red light, even the child twice took water on a half-old man sitting on the edge of the road with a few cans of mineral water and a few boxes of tissue in front and side.

Interested in seeing the boy's merchandise sell so quickly, Mikhayla met the old man and asked permission to sell tissues and water like the child.

Successfully, in a flash of tissue and mineral water ludes up to Mikhayla repeatedly fetched water and tissue several times to the man.

Mikayla is satisfied even though her job is not a weighty job, at least she is not unemployed anymore. That day he found a boarding place. Although small and narrow for Mikhyla, it was nothing compared to her having to sleep on the streets like these few days.

For two months Mikhayla worked as a hauler in the market when morning until noon and noon until afternoon she peddled tissues and mineral water at red lights. During that time, he felt that no one had ever cared about him or just looked for him. She really struggles alone to live and can support the baby in her womb.

One afternoon as he peddled the wipes and mineral water as usual, Mikhayla saw a thug patting the shoulder of a recently finished child.

"Give me all the money!"

"Don't Bang, it's for my sick mother's medical expenses." The boy looked down with a frightened face and also with the little girl who went with his brother.

"Give me a word or else, kick." The thug put his hand in front of the neck and moved across like the style of a slaughtering person.

"Yes Bang." Eventually the boy handed over some of the proceeds busking him.

"I told you, everyone!" press that thug.

"Or your sister I'll take her away." The thug locked onto the movement of the little boy's sister.

"Hey let go of her Bang!" Mikhayla patted the shoulder of the thug.

"Wow, apparently someone wants to be a hero here." The thug immediately prepared to hit Mikhayla. Mikhayla fended off any movement directed at her even the woman beat the man down.

Seeing his friend lose another thug came to his aid. Now the fight is no longer one to one but one to 3. However, Mikhayla who did master martial arts still won the fight.

The three thugs complained in pain as their hands were twisted and their bodies were immediately knocked down to collide with each other.

"Go or I'll make you unable to move without the help of a wheelchair!" Mikhayla's bluff succeeded in making the three thugs run away in an uncertain direction.

"Thank you, brother."

"Together Deck, here's your money and go home!"

The two boys nodded.

A man who noticed Mikhayla's resistance was stunned and chose not to continue his journey as the red light turned green.

"Great, your moves were so cool!"

Mikhayla turned her head and found a man walking towards her. The woman frowned when she did not recognize the man.

What's he gonna do here?

"From the style of banging and badminton-fending you I know you master the science of martial arts."

Mikhayla nodded inwardly guessing what the man wanted to tell her.

"I've got a good offer for you."

"Offers? What offer?"

"I want you to be my wife's protector. Can, right?"

"Protectors?"

"Yes a kind of bodyguard for my wife who is often bullied by people."

"Mikhayla seemed to think, can she take such a job while she is now pregnant?"

"Give you a salary of 10 million a month for the task."

Mikhayla looks shocked. How could he possibly get such a salary. In dreams he never held that much money.

Then without a second thought Mikhayla accepted it. Especially considering the loan sharks who have lent him money as if always tailing him and always charging. By working on this person in front of him, Mikhayla was instantly relieved of his debts.

"Well, I'll accept your offer."

"Good, then you can start working today. Let's get in the car!"

Mikhayla nodded and followed the man in the car.

***

"Gurgh!" A beautiful woman screamed hysterically as she opened the gift in her hand.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" Mikhayla immediately ran towards her stunned master in front of the door with a body trembling in fear. The box in his hand fell to the floor.

Mikhayla's gaze was diverted to the box that now looked covered in blood.

"Cat?" Mikhayla examined the box, which contained a fragment of a cat's head covered in fresh blood. I wanted Mikhayla to vomit when she also saw the object. But as much as possible he held it.

"Miss terrorized?" mikhayla.

"Bi take care of Madam, I want to chase after that person!" his orders to the maid there.

Without a second thought Mikhayla brought a motorbike and chased the package deliveryman.

Skiit!

Mikhayla immediately blocked the package delivery motor with his motorbike positioned transversely in front of the topong-haired man's motorbike.

"Don't block my path!"

"Say who told you to!"

"It's none of your business and you won't know if I tell you."

"Bad! You have disturbed my master's peace!" Immediately Mikhayla pulled the man's arm from the top of the motor and hit. The man fought until there was a fight between the two.

Both are equally strong so no one wins and loses. Tired of fighting, finally when Mikhayla was caught off guard the man immediately ran away.

It doesn't feel like a month Mikhayla has been working and living in the home of an entrepreneur. His job is to protect his master's wife and go wherever she goes to ensure her safety. It is not easy to be a bodyguard, Mikhayla even had to fight every time someone disturbed his employer when his stomach often hurts when shaken.

"Miss can I leave because I want to find someone to pay the debt?"

"I'm with Mika."

Mikhayla shook her head weakly, not unwilling for her master to come along. However, more to wonder because it turns out that living with a treasure does not guarantee one's happiness. The proof is that his master was every day restless and afraid if he was left behind by Mikhayla even for a moment. Mikhayla did not understand where the Master who had hired him was. For a month Mikhayla had only seen her return to the house three times.

Maybe he's busy doing business here and there, he's a businessman.

"By the Madam."

"Yes Mik all of you accompany me to shop after your business is run!"

"Good Mistress."

The two of them go to meet the loan shark woman who has given Mikhayla a loan. After that, I went to the mall to shop.

"Mik take me to the toilet mall, I have a stomachache!"

"Good Mistress."

They both went to the ladies' room. After his master went inside, Mikhayla stood outside to guard him.

"How are you?" A woman patted her shoulder and made small talk.

Mikhayla frowned, thinking for a moment. "Do I know you?"

"No, but I know you." The answer made Mikhayla think hard. He thought this person was his parents' or Bima's.

"You are a protective woman for someone who has deprived others of their rights" she said later.

"meaning?" Mikhayla was really confused.

"The person you're protecting is my husband's mistress and because of him I lost a child in my womb."

Mikhayla gaping, between believing and not believing.

"If you don't believe you can find out for yourself whether what I'm revealing is reality or engineering. I hope you can be wise as a fellow woman. I harassed him and terrorized him just to make him aware and to let go of my husband. After he is released I will stop my bad actions. However, if you still choose to protect that woman, you get ready to fall apart." The woman patted Mikhayla on the shoulder again and left immediately.

After the woman left. Mikhayla became worried between going to keep her job or leave and looking for another job.

Seriate.