Special Maid For Om Duda
Lydia's

The novel uses the POV 1 (Lydia) point of view so that all the stories are taken from Lydia's point of view. Well, you could say here Lydia is telling stories with their surroundings.

This afternoon in the golden twilight, I decided to meet the Father, to express what I had planned all along. I will also definitely tell you why I made this decision. Because I knew you wouldn't easily agree with my idea. What I admit is gonna embarrass my family.

I am Lydia, the first of four children. I was born to a well-to-do family, my father a village chief who was respected by the citizens. I'm 36 years old now, but I'm not married, my three sisters are all married, even they already have children. This is the beginning I feel home and the environment where I live has made me uncomfortable.

From the gossip, and the treatment of my sisters, I decided to join my neighbor Bi Lastri for work in the big city, being a maid.

"Are you sure Lydia wants to join a working neighbor in Jakarta? So the maid, you see" asked the father with a face that looked disappointed. The father himself is a village head who is reluctant, so it is very unfortunate when I actually want to work with a neighbor who is only a maid. And you are also very capable of financing my life.

"I'm sure sir, Lydia has thought about this carefully and confidently. Lydia wants to work in the city with Bi Lastri" I replied firmly.

In addition to Mr. serving as a lurah that has two periods, Mr. also has several rice milling businesses in several villages in our village. Not yet the rice fields that you have are wide spread. Maybe that reason makes you disappointed when the eldest child chose to be a maid in a big city, rather than living in our hometown, with the guarantee that my needs are also fulfilled.

Moreover, I also work to help you take care of the village finances, without me you will certainly have trouble finding people trust again. I who is a graduate in administration can always be relied upon to take care of village finances.

I looked down, all this time I myself had tried to refrain from going outside from my home or family environment. However, it feels like there is no change the more days and the more years of gossip will I never recede. I am increasingly staying at my parents' house.

The hometown and family that should be the most comfortable place, it became a place that made me depressed. It was all because of the citizens who seemed very happy to make fun of me. Not all three of my sisters are hostile to me just because I'm not married.

"Old maid, tumben out of the house."

"Pity is beautiful, but it doesn't work."

"Where did her future husband marry his own sister."

"That's because of the quality, never refuse a proposal from a prospective husband."

"That's for use, pity. There must be a man who's hurt so he's adopted, his soul mate's closed."

It was a little gossip that I heard yesterday, when I participated in the activities of mothers to socialize the village program that you held. As a child who has parents involved in regional development, of course I inevitably have to engage in this kind of activity often. Especially if I was the first child.

Not infrequently there are also those who accuse me of being made into a sacrifice by my parents, who have married me to the jinn to get my father's wealth. In our area there is still such a belief, but I am sure that even my soul mate was written in Lauhul Mahfudz before I was born. So I kept believing in God's destiny, and put aside unfounded conjectures.

Since the incident three years ago I failed to marry my future husband, it turns out he has impregnated my sister. I also decided to confine myself at home, but I did not have any activities, instead I was always preoccupied with financial reports, the work of the Father.

Regarding rejecting the proposal, who would be proposed by men to be made a third wife? I wanted to be an old man rather than marry a married man. It is a principle that I profess, better single, than a thorn in the marriage of others.

"Lydia has agreed with Bi Lastri if we say we will work in the office" I replied with a face that was still down. I have not dared to fight Father all this time.

"But, if our villagers know you're just lying, the more embarrassed your father is Lydia" protested the father, wanting me to stay in their home.

"Sir, please understand Lydia's feelings, it's been three years since Lydia was able to stay in this house, but not a little did they know of Lydia's feelings. The gossip will never go away. Lydia and Lyra still live in one house. Not Lydia and Lyra have also for three years never rebuked each other, Lysa, and Lyka are also the same. Lydia is tired of Pak living a life like this. Lydia wants her mind to be calm even though it is a maid, but if the mind is calm it will not be able to be obtained with a pile of treasures."

Just this time I dared to plead very much to you. All this time I was a very obedient girl. What the Father said I never denied, but in my heart it became more and more crowded. At first I thought it would improve over time. However, the wishful thinking remains and do not find that hope, just my heart is getting sicker, I am less and less comfortable living in my hometown.

You take a deep breath and throw it away slowly, the same thing I do, I know my actions are too stupid, but securing the health of my mind, and my feelings is the most important thing. Mental health is expensive.

"If you talk like that and that is the best decision for you. You can only pray that you feel at home in the same and get a good employer. I heard you're going to get a male master widower, I'm afraid you're going to happen." A soft voice, I can feel that you are still heavy to let me wander to Jakarta, especially my work will be just a maid. What some people value is that helpers are the lowest jobs.

Lying that my heart is not broken, so broken I can not speak anything. The pain is deep. Until I feel lost, even I am like a madman, only work and work can multiply my feelings that can slightly treat my heartache, especially because of the betrayal of my youngest brother with my future husband.

"Mother just calm down. I can take care of myself, after all there will be one house with Bi Lastri," I said, trying to convince Father that he was not sad.

"As far as you are concerned, you are already big enough to choose your life path. The message you always remember your father is a respected person, not to embarrass your father in the village." The father in a firm voice finally allowed me to join the work with neighbors who were returning home for leave.

I closed my eyes tightly myself. This is how the pain of being an important person with his position, must be able to carry himself. Wrong relationships that are ashamed of the family, even not infrequently out there there are those who experience the career of parents destroyed just because of the behavior of their children.

"Mother just calm down. Lydia knows what, the consequences of being an important person's child" I replied firmly. I went down the Father's nature more firmly, but I also went down to Mother's patient and unbearable nature. Maybe that's what makes me for three years know this survives, even though I'm no longer comfortable in this house, it's because I can't bear to see the Father and Mother sad

"Indeed like that, especially you are the first child, your brothers imitate the behavior of his brother." You remind me back of that.

The deg!!

My heart gets claustrophobic when you always say it as his mainstay. All my sister's faults, I should be able to forgive her, including Lyra who was pregnant out of wedlock with my future husband made me also have to give in.

I have to behave everything is fine, and not infrequently also I have to reprimand my sister first. Although I knew that Lyra was also jealous of me. Though I myself have never been in a conversation with my brother's husband.

For me my relationship with my ex-husband has been over, ever since he admitted that the man had indeed impregnated my own sister. Even for just papasan at home I always try to avoid.

Previously my relationship with my three sisters was fine, but since the failed marriage incident, exactly three years ago, I was kind of hostile to my three siblings. They often accused me of taking their husband.

Oh my God, it's so painful, when I feel a good woman, to be indirectly accused of flirting with people's husbands, especially my own sister. The proposal from a married man I refused, but why did my three sisters even accuse me of wanting to seize her husband? Who would love to live in a home environment like this?

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