THE 2ND MAN
Chapter 31. Is That Talak?

It didn't feel like I've been working in this factory for four months. There are no obstacles while I work here. Just the beginning alone feels heavy because it is often snapped by Madurese people. I don't know the language, but my heart hurts. Over time I became accustomed to loud and rough sounds because of frequent clashes between fellow Madurese.

Yesterday when working hours were over, Yuni said goodbye to Lim to go home to visit his son. I finally got permission to go home with him. Understandably, I have not memorized the path and also I do not dare to go home alone. And for sure, I also miss my son Bagas.

Everyone in the factory knew I had a family and had children. I don't want to hide my current status. Fear later in thought still girls continue to be a lot of ngincar, hehe. For now let me fortify myself with this status of mine. Although we are no longer together, we are still legally married. If religiously I don't know, maybe it has hit one.

"Take you home, I don't need her anymore!"

Ryan's words were still clearly in my ears. Isn't that unconsciously already a talak? I still remember the online lectures I had seen on YouTube.

Chequek!

"Hey Nja!" Madam Yuni nudged my shoulder slowly. I was arranging a few sets of clothes and several pairs of children's shoes into the bag until I didn't realize Yuni had entered the room.

"Snap, don't daydream. It's half seven." Yuni warned me. I immediately put my children's clothes and shoes in the bag. Yes, last Sunday Yuni and I took a day off just to refresh our tired brains because for four months we never took a day off at all.

"Let's walk now." I said excitedly because I will soon meet my son.

"This breakfast, I bought a round pack of rice." Mbak Yuni handed me a packet of rice. I grabbed it immediately, and we enjoyed breakfast in the room.

At exactly seven o'clock, we were already standing in front of Alfamart waiting for the angkot to pass. Not long after that there was an angkot that stopped in front of us. We immediately entered the angkot which will take us to the Bungurasih terminal.

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After six hours, we finally arrived at our homes.

"Kok nangis buk, the child came home instead of seneng kok even cry." I joked while breaking down the hug.

Plaakk!

"Ouch!" I hit *@**@* me hard. Maybe I'm upset with my jokes.

"You're coming home and you're not saying anything. Let's go in." My mother led my hand but I was patis. I immediately grabbed my mother's shoulders and we went inside the house.

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