Pamite
26. Humiliation Again

After a few moments of staring at each other in silence, Rifki turned her back and let her go home. Not forgetting his mouth was mumbled slowly. I only hold a smile when I see Rifki like that.

After Rifki's departure, Dara ran towards me.

"Who, the hell mbak? Really ngeselin his man."

"Friend, madam. That's the way it is, let alone you, just as he mbak ngeselin. What was? Tumben's still early in the morning?"

"Abang ngomel mulu with me, before I became," said Dara pouting.

"Tumben, you usually go to work, right?"

"Again unwell, catch a cold he said."

"What's wrong with diomelin?"

Dara did not have time to answer, the phone in her hand shook short. The girl saw who the sender was. In the next second, he drowned in the street.

"What's wrong?"

"Message from Abang, nagging again. He said that if I confided in him, my pocket money was reduced. Did he just walk through here, huh, mbak?"

"If she's nagging in good terms, yeah that means she loves you, Dar. Can't be like that. By the way, what does your brother do, anyway? How about leaving in the morning to come home?"

"Online taxi driver. He's working hard for all of us mbak, his twins, mom, me. College costs a lot too. I actually want to help you with work, but it's forbidden to do so. Just focus on college. Sometimes I can see him coming home at night, his face is cape, but he's grumbling."

"He's so because of honey, Dar. He's the head of the family, so he wants the best for everyone. If you are looking for your own money, you can help. Sale of kayak, mbak. Will not take your time. Just post-posts, later let mbak take care of shipping."

"The product line that I often sell?"

"Yes, but you help post, don't make any more profit. Who are looking for profit so that only mbak, later the results we divide two."

"Can." Without any more questions, Dara immediately agreed to what I had to offer.

"You don't ask how much profit I have and then divided into what percent? Directly yes? If it's a scam, how?"

"Brothers, we can't choose work. As long as our work is halal, do not ask for salaries, bonuses and others. Focus on the same job first, then love so later we work do not feel work. It feels like doing a hobby. So now I want to practice what I always say to my brother."

I just allowed what the man who always called brother by Dara said. Until now I do not know what the shape and appearance. But if I hear the story from Dara and Ms. Lin, I feel that the man is a good man and a responsibility. It's just that he's just like me, unlucky in love.

After a chat, Dara came home. Don't forget he kidnapped Anin from my lap. He always does that when his college days are off. Took one of my children for him to take home, sometimes even all three.

*

Today is my last day of mediation. I hope this second mediation goes well and according to what I want. Although I'm actually not ready to meet Anang again after hearing the story from Rifki yesterday.

"Be careful, Yu." That word was never forgotten by Ms. Lin.

Among the inhabitants of this huge complex, I am most familiar with Ms. Lin. Besides her, I often have children, she is a loving woman. It was so obvious from him that he treated me like his own son. I feel like I have a mother after thirty years of life.

After half an hour of travel, I had already reached the mediation place. This time I arrived early. After a while of waiting, Anang finally came as well.

I was a little stunned, apparently what Rifki said yesterday was right. He looked pale and getting thinner. Though only a week ago I met him, but it seems Anang's weight is getting smaller.

Mediasipun. Mediation this time went faster, because Anang did not reveal his desire to return. That way, my request to split was granted.

I came out of the room first, after Anang walking behind me.

"Yu," he called.

I stopped walking without answering. My eyes are straight towards the road.

"I can see the kids, right? After all, they're my children."

It is not strong that this heart hears words coming from him. Many times I murmured in my heart to remind myself that she had already hurt my heart so much.

"May, you can meet them whenever you want. I'll take note of the new home address, yeah." I took a piece of paper and a ballpoint pen that I always carried everywhere.

I handed it to him after that.

"Thank you, yeah. I'll try to save my time for the kids. For the children's living, I'll still be responsible."

"No need. I can provide for the needs of the children. I'll ask you if I don't have any money. Your other wife's children also need your money, especially you also bear the lives of your mother and sister. I'm saying yes."

Without hearing his answer, I left. In the middle of the journey, suddenly Anang's mother came up to me and hit me on the cheek as hard as possible. I who got a surprise attack certainly could not avoid.

"Basically, women do not know yourself, it is rude to mortgage people's homes carelessly. Who do you think you are?" he asked loudly, which made some people around us look at me.

I haven't answered, Anang has come to us. While I was still a little stunned while holding a cheek that felt heated.

"Mommy, what the fuck, anyway. Shame to see many. How did you get here, ma'am. Let's go home!" invite Anang to slowly scoop up his mother.

"This time you survived, Ayu. See, I'll make you suffer myself for ruining my son's life." Anang's mother walked over while shouting.

I was silent with my hands still on my cheeks. I don't feel my eyes dew.

Ruin her son's life? It wasn't me who ruined it, she herself who ruined her life by hurting me. That is the reward of God, that is what is called karma.

I wipe away tears that plunge without mercy. I continued my steps gracefully and confidently even though the people there looked at me with cold eyes. I let it go, it's only natural that they look at me like that, because as they know, I've been brazen by mortgaging the house of the man who would be my ex-husband. But they don't know why I did it. Ah, let it go.