The End of the Betrayal
The Past is Back

"Tia, you know Mommy's son?" ask Momy Bela, who ignored my question and replaced it with another question.

This time I was again surprised, today I really want to disappear from the face of this earth. It's the most tense day of the days I've been through, all the questions have left me tick-dead. Like Mommy's question, what do I have to answer? There's no way I'm telling the truth, but also for sure my employer knows that my attitude changes, which is so stupid like this, not only stupid, but I also become like a confused person.

"You don't have to answer, Mommy already knows the answer. If so let's take this food to the dinner table, it's dinner time" said Momy Bela, which makes me even more confused.

What Momy said in the term Momy already knew the answer. Did Momy Bela ask Mr Gala about his truth and also Momy asked me just to corroborate Mr Gala's answer?

I immediately blinked my eyes, and immediately followed Momy Bela to bring food to the dining table. Again to my two eyes met the sight of Mr. Gala. I couldn't dodge it when Mr. Gala kept watching me. It even feels like this body is very difficult to work with. My whole body seemed to be mocking me, trembling as if I was starving, when I did not feel hungry, but to put the plate on the table my hand was very trembling.

"Tia, you get me some water to drink." Again and again I felt saved with Momy Bela who seemed to know that I was holding back the nervousness.

This is my chance to get rid of my nervousness. I also took myself to the bathroom and took ablution while disguising my nervous face. Hopefully by taking ablution I can be calmer. After I was calm enough I filled the teapot with mineral water, and brought it back to the dining table.

"Is there anything else Tia should take Mom?" ask me when the last job is done.

Momy Bela shook her head gently. "No one, you sit down, we eat together, you must also cape after a day of cleaning the room" said my employer by patting the chair beside him.

My eyes were fixed on the chair that Momy Bela pointed at. "E... later Mom, Tia is still full," I replied half stammeredly, honestly despite eating together we have often done, he said, even my master would usually ask me to accompany me to a meal when at home, but this time I was not ready to eat together as usual.

"Tia, come. Momy knows you're evading Momy's child, but this is Momy's request, when you have Momy there's no conversation. If chatting with Momy's child is certainly not far from work, Momy does not connect when chatting with him, you will be more exciting," repeat Momy Bela with a compassionate look and a very pleading tone.

"Eat Tia, don't you have stomach pain, you don't want to go to the hospital anymore." Back that firm and cold voice made me unable to dodge anymore. Well, how Momy Bela must have known that I and Mr. Gala are ex-lovers because maybe her son has told me.

I can't reason anymore, even my employer thinks of anything if I refuse Momy's request. As my master wished, I sat down beside Momy Bela.

"Eating a lot, Momy does not want you later get thinner, later Mom, Father you think that you do not feel at home working at Momy's house." As usual Momy Bela always spoke like that and shifted the rice and side dishes that were quite far from me.

I also take rice, fish that my employer cooks and vegetable soup, well I prefer vegetable soup than clear vegetables.

"Thank you Mom," I said when Momy Bela put sambel on my plate, she knew very well that I like sambel, although it is not strong that pedes very, but sambel is a must-have menu on my plate.

"Tia, if you eat there should always be sambel," said my master, who Mr. Gala has since noticed the contents of my plate.

"Eat Sir, Mom," I said when again from the tail of my eyes caught Mr. Gala who continued to look at me with a cold gaze, forced me to pull these lips like people who do not know each other.

"Hist called him sir again. Kan Momy said Gala is Momy's son so you call Mas or Abang, or what call is important not Sir, Gala is not as old as Tia's fathers." Momy Bela went back to discussing my call to her son with her right hand rubbing the child's arm.

"Do you know each other?" ask Momy Bela, who made me really resigned to being flayed at this moment as well. This time I have resigned as resigned as resigned, if I was fired again, because it was thought would ride a good life by dating Mr. Gala.

Well, maybe it was my sustenance to work in this house only until the age of three knew, but I was already very lucky to be introduced to such a nice employer, as good as Momy Bela. I believe and believe that God has set another path of sustenance, so that I should not be discouraged from losing my job. Maybe God is planning a much better sustenance. I also ventured to raise this face and was ready to answer Momy Bela's question with all I could.

"Tia, Gala. Actually Momy can see that you already know each other, but Momy wants to know, Momy wants to hear from you answers that can make Momy calm," Momy said again.

"Pak Gala was Tia's superior before working at Momy's house," I replied in a soft voice with a low back, I did not dare to look at my opponent or Mr. Gala.

"Why is the world so narrow. And you are now working at Momy's house after your contract with Momy's subsidiary is up" said Momy Bela, who made me dig my own grave. Sure enough I could see that Mr. Gala was looking at me more and more sharply.

"When did your contract expire? Tell Tia you're out of work why? Since I never had a contract with you, I told you from the beginning that you worked in the office until you wanted to resign yourself, but carefully not by running away and contact can not be contacted," said Mr Gala who made me unable to evade.

Indeed God has said that lying is a sin, but I continue to do so and now it is not only a sin that I get but also a question that makes it even harder for me to defend myself.

"Are there any unfinished problems?" ask Momy Bela.

"There's..."

"No..."

The answer to me and Mr. Gala was simultaneously different.

I saw that my employer seemed confused by my answer to say no while his son said otherwise.

"Tia, you tidy up the rest of the dinner well, and you Gala better rest first, your problem and Tia can we discuss tomorrow again. Momy was worried that you might get sick again, you just got back from the hospital." Momy Bela moved from her seat and tried to reach Pak Gala who was clearly much larger and taller than Momy Bela.

I inhaled a deep breath, and took it out slowly, I closed these eyes and expressed this gratitude, because I could breathe a sigh of relief, I could breathe a sigh of relief, thanks to Momy Bela I can prepare a little answer for tomorrow which I don't know what my fate will be like. But I've really resigned to Momy's decision later, though, I will tell you the truth and if necessary I will return the hundred million which until this moment I will return to the grandfather of Mr. Gala. I rearrange this heart if the journey of life is not always smooth.

Three years could be said to be my journey straight, delicious, happy and comfortable, and this time I began to enter the path of life a little steep and it was not impossible that the big test before me would be blocked. I just need to be prepared, and sincere about what might happen and out of my mind. After I felt calm I immediately returned to tidying the dining table, washing dishes and tidying the kitchen and furniture before I took a break. And be ready to welcome tomorrow which may be many new colors in the course of life.

I am not the sand on the shore, so patiently following the sweep of the waves, so strong in the face of the waves, so strong in the heat of the sun all day, then it spins itself around following the time loop. The heat and cold alternately hugged on all sides, as if accepting everything that was and happened.  I'm not a human being willing to be played, trampled, hit. You need to know, a handful of hope makes me move forward, leave the past and make a foothold looking far ahead, reaching for goals, dreams and hopes. However, this time the past is actually present again without my will, the past is again present without me asking. Then what should I do? Do I have to be a solid high mountain even though they keep hitting, or do I retreat and go back to looking for my future?

Seriate....

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