Sharing Love: It Turns Out I'm an Actor
Pass the interview

A month after the verdict hearing, Sarah got an interview call at a fairly large company in the city of Surabaya. Sarah signed up for the customer service department, according to her expertise in the field of public relations.

"Mom, maybe Sarah came home late. Titip bagas used to be well," said sarah.

"Aren't you going to take it, Nduk? Surabaya is far away," exclaimed the mother.

"No papa, Mom. I can take the train from semarang to there. Later from the station can use ojeg or online taxi," said Sarah who looks ready to enter the files and items her needs.

"But my mother was worried, Nduk," said Ms. Riswan.

"No papa, Mom. Besides, Sarah used to be like this" Sarah said.

The young mother seemed to grab onto her shoulder, and smiled gently at the woman who had given birth to her.

"Mother's at home, doain's nibble is best for me. If this is the right job for me and Bagas, I hope I can be accepted. But if not, I'll be heartened to find another one" Sarah said.

"Hah .. ngadepin both children are so stubborn. Exactly your father if there is a will, yo must be sampean," complained the mother.

Sarah Hanha could faintly smile in response to her mother's complaint.

He then left to go to the station, and went to Surabaya.

Time rolled by so fast, and by night, Sarah was home at half-nine in the evening.

At that time, almost all residents of Pak Riswan's family home had already slept. However, the little baby still did not want to close his eyes as if he was waiting for his mother to come home.

"Asaalamualaikum," greetings Sarah.

"Waalaiakumsaam" said Bu Riswan.

Miss Riswan who was in Sarah's room with baby Bagas, lamented to hear the greeting. The old woman got up from her position, and walked towards the door.

Just then, Sarah appeared from the front looking so tired.

"Mom" said Sarah as she shook the back of her mother's hand.

"Have you eaten yet, Sar?" ask the mother.

"No, Ma. Been in a hurry to catch the last train, so do not need to step. Poor Bagas," answered Sarah.

"Yes, I prepared the food first. You clean first, change your clothes and then your son try to disusuin if you want to brim. From that moment on playing, while waiting for you," exclaimed Miss Riswan.

"Ehm .. Sarah went into the room first yes, Mom," said Sarah.

Ms. Riswan just nodded slowly and passed towards the kitchen, while Sarah went inside her room.

After he finished cleaning himself, praying isha and putting his son to sleep, he then went out and walked towards the dining table.

The clock had shown at ten o'clock in the evening, and the mother was still waiting for her in the living room.

Sarah took the rice and side dishes on the plate and a glass of water, then brought them to the TV where her mother was.

"Negih nemen yo, Sar? (Such paper, Sar?)" ask the mother.

"Ehm .. from afternoon have not eaten, ma'am. Hehehehe ...," said Sarah.

The young mother began to eat her food. Sarah dares to eat in front of the TV like that if the father does not see it. Because otherwise, he would have been reprimanded and said to be disrespectful.

Sarah sat on the carpet next to her knees bent upwards, and the others below. She held up the plate with one hand and started eating while watching TV.

"Replace the others anyway, ma'am," exclaimed Sarah with a mouthful of food.

"Hus! If you eat, do not use sound. Ora mriyayeni's! (unlike priyayi!)" reprimand the mother.

"There is no father, Mom. Hihihi ..," said Sarah.

"There is no Father, but there is a Mother," said Ms. Riswan as she held out the small earlobe of her putribl.

Sarah chuckles to get a jewel from her mother, and continues to eat.

After she finished eating, she was still sitting there with her mother.

"Ehm .. thank God Sarah was accepted, ma'am. Next week we can work," said Sarah.

"That's chat. So, how's your place going to be?" ask Miss Riswan.

"Sarah has been trying to find around the workplace, so he came home very late, and thank God dapet small contract. But it's quite comfortable to be left with," replied Sarah.

"Thank God that's it," said Ms. Riswan.

There was a sense of sadness in the old woman's heart, at the thought of parting again with her daughter, along with her grandson who had just turned four months old. However, Sarah's desire seems to no longer be prevented.

Sarah, who knew the mother's mind, tried to give understanding to the woman who had given birth to her into the world. He turned and looked at his mother's face. Sarah grabbed the old woman's hand, then grabbed it.

"Mom, Sarah just went to Surabaya. If you want, Sarah can come home every month, or if there is a vacation vacation. I pray for Sarah and Bagas, so that it can be fine there well," said Sarah.

Ms. Riswan did not say. He only smiled faintly as he rubbed the back of Sarah's hand that tightly grasped his old hand.

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Two days before Sarah's departure to Surabaya, Fadil came to visit the family home of Pak Riswan.

His arrival was very welcomed by Mr. Riswan as well as his wife, Mr. Riswan.

"Why are you playing here again? It's been a long time ago, the last time Bagas aqiqoh right if not wrong," said Bu Riswan.

"Mom, this Fadil boy is busy. I can't play often. This mother is how it is," said Mr. Riswan.

"Ehm .. yes, Ma'am. Incidentally, I am in the process of filing a mutation to Surabaya. So, there's a lot to take care of" Fadil said.

"Lho, why so far away? Doesn't it work here anymore?" ask Mr. Riswan.

"It's not so, sir. I just want to get closer to my daughter. Incidentally, she lived with her grandmother there from birth. So, I want to be able to accompany him and replace his deceased mother" Fadil replied.

Mr. Riswan was just a mangosteen. He did not seem surprised to hear the words of Fadil who explained indirectly that he was a one-child widower. Because, Mr. Riswan once asked about the status of Fadil when delivering Sarah for the first time to the house while still containing Bagas.

"Ehm ... earlier, son Fadil said Surabaya well?" ask Miss Riswna to make sure.

"Yes, Mom," said Fadil.

"Wah ... if so ...," said Ms. Riswan.

"Mom!" sidetrack Sarah with a little scream.

The old woman turned and stopped her words.

"Ono opo to, Sar? Crabby-brow! Ora's polite! Ono guest iki you know (What the hell, Sar? Scream! Not polite! There's this guest you know)," complained Miss Riswan

"Sorry, Mom. That was Miss Diroh said her agent had died, the fruit would be flanked out of it," said Sarah.

"Oh .. yo wis Mrono's mother (Yes already, Mom's there) .. Nak Fadil, Mom to the kitchen first," exclaimed Bu Riswan to Sarah and also Fadil alternately.

"Excite, Ma'am (Yes, Ma'am)," said Fadil.

Ms. Riswan got up from her seat and went to the kitchen.

Sarah deliberately diverted the mother's conversation so as not to ask Fadil for help about her move to Surabaya, which was very coincident with the doctor's mutation plan to the same city.

Sorry, Madam. I just don't want to be too indebted to Mas Fadil. He has been burning me a lot. It would be very hard for me later if it still depended on her, Sarah's mind.

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