Special Maid For Om Duda
Preparing Mentally
I said goodbye to my future father-in-law and also my future husband, after Miss Kila came home. I've been very confused with Bi Lastri and my fellow professionals, wanting to greet them immediately. I do not want to be branded as arrogant because I want to marry my master. I stayed with Lydia the village boy, who worked as a maid, and was fortunate to marry the employer's son.
"Ndock... " Bi Lastri's voice immediately called out to me as soon as I walked out of the family room.
"Auntie... Lydia was very upset," I said as I rushed at Bi Lastri, without feeling I was sobbing, not because I was sad. But I felt too indebted to Bi Lastri, without the help of him who suddenly invited me to dare to go out of the Father's house, maybe until now the soul mate did not come.
I felt Bi Lastri continue rubbing my back, while saying. "Happy Ndok, finally the soul mate came too."
I'm nodding. "Thank you, because Bibi invited Lydia to work in Jakarta, Lydia still feels Bi's dream," I said, still not so aware that what I feel today is reality. Bi Lastri led me to go into the maid's room, in that room I told him a long story about the initial reason my employer invited me to marry. Then the insinuations from Lyra and my other sister, made me also dare to accept my employer's offer.
I've heard from one of the scholars, that one of the reasons for getting married is not just about love, but when we have the same goal. Because when talking about love, love may go away, but if the same goal, will continue to walk to a point that we go to, even though initially not love, will continue to go, but it could be that love will be present, because we are always together, especially if we have slept together, the feeling of love will grow by itself. After listening to that opinion, I also had the confidence to accept my master and of course also after I prayed to ask for guidance from Allah.
"Auntie was very cool when Nyonyah Misel asked about you, and said she wanted to propose you to Den Aarav," said Bi Lastri enthusiastically.
My body warmed up immediately. "What did Bi ask? And what do you answer?" I asked with kepo. I was ready to sharpen my sense of hearing, so that not a single word was missed from Bi Lastri's explanation.
"Yes Nyonyah Misel asked how many children are you? And what do your parents work for? Then why are you not married and why are you working to Jakarta while you are a person who from the economy is also enough?" reply Bi Lastri with details. My heart is beating faster.
"What do you want to answer?" I was afraid Bi Lastri was exaggerating the answer or even giving an answer that did not match the facts.
"Auntie answered as you know, even though Bibi does not live in the village, but Bibi knows how your brothers treat you and also the neighbors who are same as you. Aunty answered you the first child of the village chief who is quite respected by the citizens, your first child reason is not married Bibi explain everything until the last Lyra who is pregnant with your future husband," bi Lastri replied that I could deduce from the way he spoke he was holding anger, Bi Lastri's answer had given a picture of the walk through my life even if only a piece.
"Thank you Bi, for helping to explain who Lydia is," I said as I rubbed Bi Lastri's wrinkled hands, but she was still very eager to work, and also still very strong and always good work. Not a good employer, making Bi Lastri still feel at home working at the home of my prospective in-laws.
"Together Ndok, you deserve Den Aarav, he is a responsible and good man. Aunty said it was not because she was the son of Bibi's master, but indeed Den Aarav was actually a good person, indeed, and parting with his ex-wife is also not due to domestic violence or other problems, but indeed Den Aarav is cheated by his wife with his co-worker." Bi Lastri also shared a story about the journey of my future husband, especially why he could part with his ex-wife. Well, more or less the story is the same as I heard back from Aarav, and it's a sign that the man is an honest man.
I have no problem getting married to a widower once, the problem of insults and scorn from neighbors and from my sisters, I never care, would it be better to marry a widower than to marry a husband? That's what I always make the province, the problem of ridicule, I'm full of the test of life like this, anyway I live and I feel everything.
I was completely prepared for all that might happen if I married my widowed employer. Whatever it is, both good gossip, and unpleasant gossip, I have prepared mentally so confident, and strong.
I'm used to being trained hard, it's not strange with scorn. As the son of the village head has become a matter of ordinary ridicule, especially from competitors who use dirty ways to ride, especially attacking the sons of the Father, including me, to create a bad image of your family.
If I may have, I want to be born from a simple family, because when we have parents who are involved in regional development, then we must be mentally prepared as well. Because it is not impossible, even the right one will remain wrong in the eyes of competitors. Instead, they seem to have their own team to find pants to take down opponents, including attacking the mental children.