THE CHOICE IN MY LIFE
SECTION 16
“Tia . . . Did Gilang already leave for work?” ask mama Ratna.
“Already, Ma. Gilang already left for work.” Answer Tia.
“You should from now on call Gilang with a better name. Although you were born the same year, but still, Gilang is now your husband. So you should respect him more.” Mama Ratna gave advice to her son-in-law.
“Good, Ma. Later Tia try to talk to Gilang, what calls make it comfortable.”
“Good. Start cooking for lunch later. Your sister Gaby will soon be home from her friend's house.”
“Good, Ma. Tia to the kitchen first.”
“Wait, Tia!” Tia was waiting for her step because mama Ratna called out to her again. “Frozen foodstuffs start to run out, later after cooking, go to the supermarket to fill our groceries.” Tia replied with a nod and a smile on her face.
It had been a month since she got married, Tia had taken over the kitchen. Gaby is no longer allowed by Mama Ratna to help cook in the kitchen. While Gaby herself also has no initiative to help Tia even though her mother is not in the house. All household needs, Tia who meets. He had to spend his savings deeper because the salary Gilang gave was not able to meet the needs of the house. Not to mention Tia had to give her donations to the orphanage every month. Because he still had savings, it was not yet time for him to ask Gilang for help. But how much is the balance of his savings because he always forgets to check the remaining savings balance.
After finishing cooking, Tia rushed to go to the nearest supermarket from her house. The supermarket was only a few miles from her home. And in the supermarket there are all the needs that Tia wants.
Kring . . . Kring . . Kring . . .
“Halo?” tia asked someone across the street.
“Darling, where are you now? Why so crowded?” asked the phone call who turned out to be her husband.
“I'm shopping for kitchen. Our fridge is empty.”
“Self?” ask Gilang.
“Yup!”
“Why not take mom or Gabby away to help you?”
“You sure?” Gilang tried to make sure he came back.
“Of course. Don't worry about me, Lang.” replied Tia confidently.
“Good. Quickly contact me if you find it difficult to bring groceries or something else. I'll go straight to see my beloved wife.”
“Hahahahaha . . Thank you my prince. I'll continue shopping first, okay?”
Tia turned off her phone after one kiss was connected via a remote voice. For him Gilang is a mood booster for him. When she felt tired, angry, her husband always managed to make her forget the problems he experienced even for a moment.
Tia quietly waited in front of the cashier table when the owner of the table was doing his activity counting the groceries that Tia brought a full basket. Inside there are some vegetables, beef and chicken, and some other ingredients. Tia actually prefers shopping in traditional markets. In addition to the cheap price, the vegetables of the farmers are also fresher because they have just been picked. But whatever the power, mama Ratna does not allow her to shop in traditional markets anymore. Last time, the vegetables he bought were thrown away by his father-in-law. Mama Ratna considers if shopping in the traditional market is not clean and dirty. Not at the level of their families.
“Total one million five hundred sixty one thousand rupiah, Kak.” The cashier's voice broke Tia's daydream.
“Oh, I use debit Bank A, yes.” Tia gives her card to continue again in the next process. After a while, the cashier gave a strange facial expression because the card he processed was unable to complete his transaction.
“Sorry, Brother. This card is not enough for the transaction. Maybe the balance is up or there is a disturbance.” Cashier's mother gave Tia's debit card.
“Ah, briefly, Ma'am. Let me count my cash first.” Tia took out her wallet and counted the money inside. Wishful anxiously afraid if the money is not enough.
“Mixed with some coins is fine, Mbak.” Tia gave away hundreds with some mixed denominations of ten thousands and there were some coins there.
The cashier received the payment money from Tia and calculated it carefully. “The money fits yes, Kak.” After completing the transaction, the cashier gives a shopping receipt.
Tia came out of the supermarket feeling relieved, as many eyes looked at her with a cynical look as her cards ran out of contents. There are some people who talk about it in whispers, even though their voices are slow, but enough to make Tia hear it because it is right behind her.
After Tia left the supermarket, Tia went straight to the ATM machine to check her savings balance. With certainty Tia pressed the six-digit pin, and headed to the kemenu check the balance. Without Tia realizing it turns out that what is left of his savings is no more than five hundred thousand rupiahs.