My husband's Traumaku
Chapters 11. Sell Motor

"We should sleep now. I know you're tired. You can sleep in the guest room. One more thing, I won't let you come home tonight!" Sari tried to be firm. She doesn't want Linda to be Erik's slave.

"But Aruna how is Ma'am? He's alone."

"Aruna is not alone Linda! There's father! Don't take care of everything yourself!" sari replied as she passed leaving Linda.

Sari was sure Linda wasn't going anywhere because she hadn't earned any money yet. Actually Sari herself did not have the heart to see Linda's situation. Perhaps her attitude was also a bit harsh on Linda but she did that for the good of her sister herself. Sari doesn't want Erik to feel good while Linda has to be too busy looking for a loan.

Linda pensively thought about Sari's words. Erik might come and borrow his own money. He will eventually be the one to be scolded.

Linda looked around and then shed tears. He thought about Aruna especially the condition of Aruna's leg is sick. Linda wanted to go home but she didn't dare. It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening, the streets must have been very quiet. But that's not what Linda was afraid of. He was more afraid of seeing Erik's anger if he came home not carrying money.

Her morning...

Sari came to Linda in the guest room. Her husband had gone to work with her son to go to school. Linda did not eat breakfast together so Sari brought her breakfast to the room.

"Cin .... Already awake?" Sari knocked on the door.

Linda opened the door immediately.

"I brought you breakfast. Eat it." Sari gave the food she brought to Linda but she did not touch the food.

"Mhrs ... I beg. Please lend me money. I promise I'll return it as soon as possible. Don't ask Erik to come."

Sari looked at Linda's face. His eyes looked swollen with dark circles that were clearly visible.

"Mhrs ... Help me yes ... Just this once." Linda could not hold back her tears. She was crying in front of Sari.

"Mas Erik would be so mad at me if I came home with no money. Help me mbak ... Lend me money."

Sari wanted to teach Erik a lesson. Seeing Linda cry and plead to him actually Sari did not have the heart.

Sari took Linda to sit down.

"rusha ... Actually I can't bear to see you like this. But I did this for you. So that you do not constantly colonize your husband," said Linda subtly. It's hard to tell Linda if a husband shouldn't behave the way Erik did to her.

"I wasn't colonized mbak, I did this out of my own will." Linda continues to defend Erik. "I love him mbak, he's my husband!"

"Sorry Lin, but this time I can't help."

Linda looks very disappointed with Sari's reply. "Mhrs ... You bear?" Linda looked at Sari with a pleading gaze and wet eyes.

"If Erik gets angry and is rude to you, you can come back here. I'll defend you. If he threatens to divorce you, I'll come forward to take care of everything."

Linda could not speak anymore.

"I don't want a divorce, don't say that word again."

Regardless of Erik's attitude towards her, Linda never thought this was a divorce from Erik. That word never crossed his mind. Even whenever Erik threatened to divorce her Linda was always terrified.

"Eat, after that you can go home. But if you still want to be here it's okay too."

"No, I have to go home. I can't leave Aruna at home alone. I'll take this food home. Let Aruna eat it."

"No, you just eat it. I've prepared food for Aruna myself."

"Allah ... "

After eating, Linda wants to go home soon. He remembered Aruna who must have not been prepared for food by his father, maybe even Erik had not woken up now. Linda felt a dilemma. She wants to go home but is afraid of her husband, but if she does not go home how is Aruna's fate.

"Mhrs ... " Linda couldn't continue her sentence.

Linda quiet. He was thinking who else might be able to borrow it this early.

"It's food for Aruna." Sari gave a package of food that had been placed in the bag and one more bag containing the pot. "And this ... " Sari gave two pieces of money a hundred thousand. "This money is for you not for Erik. Don't give it to him if he asks for money, let him do it himself!"

"Mhrs ... "

"It's okay, don't be afraid. Remember you his wife is not his slave! Go home ... Be careful on the road."

With a heavy heart Linda left the house of Sari. He rides his motorcycle home. Actually if he wants he can borrow to his parents again but Linda already does not want to trouble his parents. He would rather face Erik's anger than have to interfere with his parents' savings again.

Arriving at the house Linda was greeted with a sour face by Erik. Linda herself did not expect because Erik did not usually wake up at this time, let alone look neat.

"Where are you?!"

"I'm from Sari Mas' house. I want to borrow money from Mbak Sari."

"Certainly? Got money?!"

Linda shook her head slowly. Erik immediately grabbed Linda's hand and dragged her into the house.

"What's the point of going even to the point of not coming home if you get nothing?!!" Erik looked very angry.

"What is this?!!" Erik grabs Sari's bag and throws the bag until all the contents are splattered on the floor. "All we need now is money, not stuff like this!"

Linda's face was pale, her body trembling. He was very afraid to see Erik angry like this.

"Where do you want to get money now? Huh uh?!! Why not ask your father to be loved?!!"

"I don't want to bother my father and mother. We owe them a lot." Linda's voice was trembling.

"That's just your excuse, right?!! Just tell me you don't want to help pay the car installments?!!"

"No. Mas .. If I have money I will help."

"Then prove it!!!"

Linda was speechless while Erik walked back and forth in confusion.

"We'll sell your bike!!!"

"Mas ... Don't sell my bike. It's the only vehicle I have. Your bike you've been selling for the down payment on the car. If my bike is sold later if I want to go how?"

"You said you wanted to help me, right? That's the only way to help me!"

"But don't sell my bike Mas .. "ask Linda. He could no longer hold back his tears.

"Where's the key?"

"Mas ... Please don't sell my bike."

"No crying!!! I will sell it even if you cry until your tears run out! Do you have any other way?!!" snapped Erik. "Quick ...!!! Where's the key?!!"

Linda clutched the key of her motorbike tightly. It was hard to give it to Erik.

"But I need this bike Mas, it's my parents' gift ... "

"Hey think ... This house was also given by my parents but you're staying here!"

Erik didn't care about Linda's crying. He took the key out of Linda's hand and left.