Only I Love
88. S2-11

"Damn! Brash woman!" he stares at the envelope Ala had just given him.

"Huhuhuhu ...."

The sound of crying baby girl who was in her arms began to sound. The longer, the son's voice sounded louder.

"Shut up!" snapped it.

However, the sound of crying did not become subsided, but sounded louder until it sounded hoarse and the highest octave.

"Siniam! I said sheaam!"

The sound of crying babies in Salma's arms, making residents around him continue to pay attention to them. Not a few residents feel sorry for the poor boy who was struck by hunger.

"Shut up!" Salma who was feeling upset, could only tell her daughter to shut up.

"Mom, I think he's hungry. Why not give ASI? Little boy don't be yelled at, pity he doesn't understand anything." A woman who noticed his movements finally could not bear to get close.

Salma looked at the woman with her grievous face. "Urus is your business!" snapped it.

"Pity, Mom. It seemed like he was no longer strong enough to endure hunger." The woman stared at Salma from top to bottom.

"Where are you going?" ask again.

Salma shook her head in confusion. "I don't know where to go. Not only is he hungry, I'm hungry myself" he said.

The woman finally put on a face of pity and smiled sincerely. "Then, let's stop for a moment at my house. If you want, you can eat at my house, even though it does not have a fancy menu," he bargained.

Salma raised her face. Feelings of fatigue and regret overflow when someone is willing to offer the food to him. "Really, Mom? Is it okay to eat at Mom's place?" ask Salma to make sure.

"Yes, sure. If you don't mind the menu in my house is simple," he said.

Salma nodded quickly and they immediately headed for a house not too far away. Without further ado, Salma enjoys the food served by the homeowner.

Meanwhile, the host makes milkformula which has been brought by Salma, the rest of the sussu given by Ala.

"I don't know, Mom. I just got kicked out of my husband, and the guy who said he wanted to help abandoned us both. Apparently, there's no really good person in this world." Salma continued her feed back.

"Well, what a pity you two are" he said, rubbing the cheeks of the baby sucking the pacifier so strongly.

After Salma completed the process of filling her stomach, she paid a farewell to the owner of the house.

"Where are you going? Time has no clear purpose? If you may know, where is your hometown?"

"I'm from Solok, Mom. To this city because of her husband. However, this marriage really tormented me. After trying hard enough, my husband uttered a talaq and kicked us out. Even he does not care about his baby son," said Salma put on a sad face.

"Hmm, how about you just go back to your hometown?"

Salma recalled back when he was dih1n4 by residents in his hometown. "Basic lakor!"

"Udah snatch people's husbands, dumped instead!"

"It's good to be karmic because it ruins someone else's happiness?"

The taunts came back to his ears. That is the reason that makes Salma not want to return to his hometown.

"I feel comfortable living in this city, Mom. I will try to find work to meet Syifa's needs" he said.

The host slipped an envelope containing some money to him. "This may not be much. However, hopefully useful for you," he said.

"No, Ma. No need," said Salma refused the gift of the good woman.

"It's okay. Take it! I'm sincere," he said.

"Thank you very much, Mom. May Allah grant the Mother and the Family?" salma began to move.

Salma stared at the envelope she had in her hand. Her lips were smiling meaningfully. "It seems, it is not difficult to make money in this city," he said, staring at his daughter who had been calm and comfortable because her stomach was full.

"Hmmm, for a while I have to be like this before I get a new husband. Ah, failed to get a rich and handsome husband like that man. It seems like Bang Syauqi is the soul mate God gave me."