My husband's Traumaku
Chapter 26. Hotel Room

Erik's face went sour again as soon as he remembered that he hadn't gotten the money to pay the installments. Erik again racked his brain how to get money in a short time.

Then a faint smile appeared on Erik's lips.

"Lin, please go to the pharmacy and buy me some stomach pain medication. Suddenly my stomach starts to break" said Erik.

"You have stomach pain? Isn't that okay?"

"Not much to ask. Go buy it!"

Linda rushed to the pharmacy.

The distance of the pharmacy and Linda's house is quite far so it takes a long time to get to the pharmacy especially Linda just ride a bike.

After a while Linda returned from the pharmacy.

"Mas, here's the cure" Linda shouted as soon as she entered the house. "Mas ... You where?" Linda looked for Erik in her room and throughout the room but there was none. It seems he's not home.

"Where is he? Later also go home alone if the stomach pain relapses," murmured Linda. Finally she put the stomach pain medicine on the dining table and went to her sewing room, she wanted to finish the stitching.

Linda's eyes widened as soon as she walked into her study. The sewing machine is gone, it's not in place. Just one thought Linda, surely Erik has sold it.

"Their path is!"

*

The clock shows at ten o'clock in the night, and Erik still hasn't come home. Linda has been waiting for him to ask for an explanation. How could Erik sell the sole focus of their lives. The sewing machine was Linda's source of income, their source of life. If the sewing machine was sold then where would Linda get the money?

Linda waited for a long time until finally the sound of Erik's car entered the yard. Linda rushed over to Erik.

"Mas, you sold my sewing machine?!" ask Linda without further ado.

"Yes, why?"

"Could you please?! The machine is my source of income. If you sell then what do I do?"

"Don't you say your stitches are now deserted? Yes, it has been sold only sewing machines to pay car installments. What if my car was taken by a debt collector, what would I do?"

Linda was very upset with her husband's attitude.

"But you can tell me first? Not just sell. There are still a few pieces of stitches I need to finish. Now I have to what if the sewing machine doesn't exist?"

"If I said I wanted to sell the machine, would you allow it? Didn't you?"

Linda passed away not wanting to prolong this debate. There was no point, he would not win arguing against Erik.

Linda went into her sewing room. He had to finish the stitches using his hands without a sewing machine.

The next day...

Linda is doing her usual activities. Aruna has gone to school, homework is also done now she is confused not knowing what else to do. The stitches were all finished because all night he was sewing overtime using his hands, just waiting to be taken by the owner.

Linda was tidying up her sewing room when she heard the sound of a car entering the yard. Linda looked out through the window to see who was coming.

Linda was astonished to see Bima coming back to her house.

"What else do you want?" muttered Linda.

Linda wakes up Erik who is still sleeping. He invited him to meet Bima for fear of misunderstanding.

"Hi Bim ... You come in the morning too?" greet Erik. He acted like he had known Bima for a long time.

"Linda, how? Are you ready to go?" ask Bima.

Linda was like a confused person because she did not know what these two men were talking about. "Where to?"

Linda turned to Erik for an explanation.

"Every night Bima and I sent a message. I told him your sewing machine was broken. Bima is sorry then now he wants to invite you to buy a new sewing machine."

"But ... "

"Nothing but-but, there go. I won't be mad."

Linda looked at Erik with a look of disbelief. He could have lied to Bima and involved the newly known men in their household affairs.

"I ... " Not yet Linda finished her sentence Erik pulled his hand into the house.

"You better follow my words. You go buy a sewing machine, then go home. Easy right?!" erik said as he gripped Linda's arm firmly.

Linda could only nod in agreement. "Here we go. And remember, don't talk to Bima!"

*

Throughout Linda's journey there were only a thousand languages. It was a shame her husband asked a stranger to buy her a sewing machine while her husband sold her. It's like he's harnessing the goodness of Bima.

"Mom, you don't have to buy me a sewing machine, my machine can still be fixed." Linda feels bad.

"It's okay. Let's just say my apology, this time you can't refuse."

Linda could not speak anymore. He went back to silence.

After a long journey, Bima's car finally stopped. But Bima did not take Linda to the sewing machine shop but to a hotel.

"Mom, what do you want to take me to a place like this?" Linda finally opened her voice.

"Follow it, I promise I won't do anything" Bima replied subtly. Linda stared deeply into Bima's eyes.

Linda is too naive to know which men lie and which ones are sincere to her.

"Let's go in, I just want you to accompany me to a meal. Besides, I also want to talk to you."

Linda stared at the door of the hotel room.

"If we only talk we can talk outside, not in the room."

"I want to explain something to you, but it's a little beyond reason."

Linda looks hesitant.

"Here you may hold everything as a guarantee that I will do something to you." Bima took out her entire pocket including her wallet, mobile phone and car keys and handed it to Linda.

"Do you believe me now?"

Although still a little doubt Linda finally nodded. Bima did not look like a bad person, even she also treated Linda very gently.

Bima opened the door and let Linda in. In her heart she felt sorry for Linda. This woman is too innocent and easily used by her husband.

Linda spread her gaze around the room admiring the luxury of the hotel. He would never have been able to enter a place like this were it not for Bima.

Then Linda regained her senses that they were just the two in the room.

Linda regretted her decision to go into the room. Even though he held all the guarantees that Bima gave open meant that he was safe. Linda knew at any time Bima could do anything to her. Linda looked to put a face on standby to Bima.

"I'd better go home." Linda wanted to stand up and immediately walked out of the room before it was too late.

"Sit ... I've paid Erik five million to get you out."