Not an Ordinary Woman
The fruit did not fall far from the tree
Ms. Siti walked to find Kamila's home address. He walked down the street of the complex with only Leni accompanied.
Here and there asked everyone by relying on the physical characteristics of Kamila, but most people did not know and did not recognize him.
It's starting at dusk, but they haven't found Kamila's house. Bu Siti accidentally closed the stalls and entertained special workers to search, but still a day was not enough for them. In fact, they live in a nearby complex. It's just that the Kamila residence complex is more into the alley, while the Bu Siti stall in front of the complex, the roadside right at the intersection.
"Huh, Mom. Where else do we find Mila? It feels like my feet are already very sore," leni complained with a breath of breath.
"Prophey, Len. Who knows, there's someone out there who knows Mila!" said Bu Siti while paying attention to the surroundings. "Ah, let's just go there!" show Bu Siti then.
Leni just followed the resignation of where her boss' mother's feet stepped. A small food stall became the place they came to for the umpteenth time.
"Excuse me, Mum. I'd like to ask. How do you know this woman?" ask Ms. Siti.
The shop owner is currently in a hot mood. He paid no heed to Bu Siti and Leni who asked politely.
"Mom!" call him a little hard because the shop owner didn't bully him.
However, again he did not care about the call of the two people who had just come because they were scolding someone.
Seemed a mother the same age as himself, was becoming a tantrum of the owner of the stall. The problem is, the mother is constantly in debt without clarity when to pay it.
"I don't want to know, Mom! Your debt has been piled up in the bonds. The writing down to a length like a train that is connected. I need money to do some more shopping, ma'am." snapped the owner of the grocery store.
"I'll pay you tomorrow, Mom. But let today I owe you again, yes. We haven't cooked anything at home" the mother asked.
Ms. Siti was moved to help. He could not bear to see a fellow in distress. But after hearing the words of the owner of the stall this time, he even cursed and cursed the woman in front of him.
"Pay tomorrow .. pay tomorrow. Who will pay the debt? Riki or your husband? Cih," the owner of the shop. "Since Kamila's disappearance, you can't afford the debt. Is it okay for Mila to leave because she can't stand the attitude of you who like to owe?" guess the shop owner.
"Hey, shut up. He left because he was caught cheating and was kicked out by Riki!" elak Bu Nani's.
Lady Siti who heard the person denigrate Kamila became unacceptable. He pulled the woman's hand until he turned to face her.
"Oh, this is Kamila's father-in-law!" Bu Nani suddenly frowned looking at a stranger.
"Who are you?" Ask Bu Nani.
"I am a second mother to Kamila. Kamila I thought of as my own child" said Lady Siti patting her on the chest. "How dare you mock my son, while he has borne the cost of your life!" said Bu Siti in a high tone.
Residents who happened to pass by there, immediately stood still and watched the quarrel of their mouths.
"What the hell, real rame!"
"That's you know, he said his son-in-law was kicked out with his son for cheating!"
"Then anyway? So kepo!"
Residents were also jostling to watch the family drama that was aired live in front of the food stall.
Ms. Nani who felt humiliated did not accept. He said in a voice no less high.
"liks. It's all just engineering this guy. I never told my son-in-law to work! He himself is willing to work," his alibi dodged reality.
"Yes. He works willingly because if he doesn't work, he can't eat either!" bu Siti.
"Well, what a pity!" exclaim the citizens who listen.
Bu Nani immediately waved his hand forward. "No, that's slander!" It keeps evading.
"So you said?" said Bu Siti squinting her eyes. "I was a witness where Mila was examined by a Doctor and said she was malnourished and rarely ate. She cried because she didn't know what to tell the doctor. In fact, the money I gave him for treatment was taken just like his in-laws!" continued Bu Siti explained while pointing Bu Nani back.
"Get both insolent of him. Tega once tortured a pregnant daughter-in-law," the residents sneered.
"I don't want to have in-laws like her,"
"It's fine if his son-in-law leaves. Matre's father-in-law,"
The insults and insults that were thrown out made Bu Nani ashamed. Without saying any more, he left the place while throwing a sharp glare at Bu Siti.
"Review yea, I will make the same calculation of you!" he said in his heart.
Ms. Siti and Leni just stared at Nani's departure without being able to ask her where Kamila went. He was already angry and ignited with emotion when Bu Nani denounced Kamila in front of him.
'It turns out, it is true that you are often tormented in the house of your in-laws, Mila. Your decision was right to leave them. But, where did you go? I'm very worried about your situation, Mila.' Bu Siti.
"Mom, are we going home or looking for Mila again?" leni's question blew his daydream.
"Ah yes, let's go home yuk! Besides, we're not gonna find Mila 'cause she's been away from this place." Leni also agreed with the words of Bu Siti.
"Wherever he is, I hope he's healthy and well, Mom!" said Leni.
"Amiin!"
They also turned back home because they had found the answer behind Kamila's absence to the stall. Life was more cruel to him. Have a husband and in-law who likes to take advantage of himself without thanking him for what Kamila did.
'Why don't you come with mom, Mila? If I knew you'd be kicked out of them, I wouldn't let you go back to them.'
Bu Siti kept daydreaming all the way home. Although he said it was okay, but his heart remained unsettled. Remembering Kamila's stomach is getting bigger and bigger.
'Where else should I look for you, Mila?'
Bu Siti's heart remained unsettled. It seemed, he wanted to strangle the neck of Kamila's in-laws, because they were rude to Kamila. Although she is a nobody and has only known Kamila not long ago, but Lady Siti is sure that Kamila is a good woman and from a good family as well. He has good manners in speaking words, indicating if his parents' upbringing is very good.
'May you and your baby be okay, son! I hope that one day we meet again and that you live well and happily.'
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