The Heart You Injured

The Heart You Injured
Chapters 27. An Offer



"Let's choose the vegetables ma'am, still fresh-fresh!"


Sonya seemed busy berjibaku with green vegetables that were in plain sight. Starting from spinach, kale, mustard and so forth. Although this vegetable he often saw and bought, but it seems to make Sonya always confused in choosing.


"Wow, I'm confused as to what this Mom is cooking. This vegetable seems to tempt everyone. Only the leaves are."


"Hahahaha Sonya's mom is all there is. The name of the vegetable is the leaves of all the ma'am. If the meat is not a vegetable but a side dish," said a mother named Indah with open.


"Yes ma'am, just grab some beef. Made rendang, steak, or serundeng. Maybe Sonya's mom is getting tired of vegetables and wants to cook meat?" sahut a mother named Hartati while putting fish shady into the shopping basket.


Sonya thought for a moment about what this neighbor had proposed. He opened the wallet he brought to see the rupiah sheet that was there.


Ah bodo very weekly shopping money that should be until next week I use to buy a lot of beef. Do I eat green vegetables every day? Am I a goat? Later if it runs out can ask Bayu again.


"It's exactly what Ms. Hartati said. Yes ma'am, I'll just take the beef. The time of the rich eating vegetables continues. Long could be my goat."


"That's right, Mom. Oh right, Dinda, what's home, Mom?" ask Hartati who seemed to want to know about the daily life of one of his neighbors.


Sonya suddenly put on a little face while breathing heavily. "Yes, that's what my daughter-in-law is like. He has been asked to work for a long time but he is basically lazy. Not working to help her husband. He just wants a foot barge at home while looking up my son's ngojek money."


Whether what demons possessed Sonya, the woman seemed to make up freely for the daily life of the son-in-law. It is certain that this is inversely proportional to reality. I don't know, there is a purpose and purpose to what Sonya made such a story.


"Dinda was like that, Mom? Just a foot barge in the house? Though Dinda was once known as a diligent child. Because before leaving for school he always helps his mother to leave cakes in the stalls," said a mother named Sri who was a little distrustful of Sonya's words.


"Oh, this Sri Ma'am doesn't believe it anyway. Can you see if every morning I shop for vegetables? That's because Dinda still sleeps even me who often cooks, sweeps and mops. While my daughter-in-law was just playing mobile phones," explained Sonya to make this group of mothers believe.


"Ah, I still don't believe Mom. I often really see Dinda sweeping the yard in the afternoon," said Bu Indah.


"Yes if the mothers here do not believe, please go ahead. What matters is that I've told you the truth."


A young girl named Affa overhears Sonya's chat with these mothers. He was a little surprised by what Sonya said. Because as long as she knew Dinda, Dinda wasn't a lazy woman. Even Dinda is an avid woman in doing daily activities.


Turns out Dinda's in-laws had her mouth smashed. She could have vilified Dinda's name in front of these mothers. Though Dinda who has given a place to live for her in-laws and her husband. Looks like I have to meet with Dinda while offering a job from budhe Surti in Jakarta.


After some fresh vegetables filled the shopping cart he brought, Affa chose to pay immediately and went from this vegetable stand to visit Dinda's house.


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"Geez!" pekik Dinda when he saw the arrival of one of his High School friends. "MashaAllah, why did you play here Fa?"


Although a little surprised, but could not hide the happy hue that emanated from Dinda's face. It was because he had not met with his High School friend for a long time.


"So, I can't play at your house, Din? Then I'll just go home!"


"Good God, I'm kidding. Let's sit down first. We're having a chat."


The two women were sitting on a limp made of bamboo. Affa spread his gaze around. This house still looks neat and well maintained even though the building looks so simple.


Seeing Dinda's house so clean and neatly arranged like this, I am sure that what was spoken by Dinda's in-laws in the vegetable stall was just slander. Where possible the house can be as clean and neat as this if the owner is lazy.


"How are you doing, Fa? I heard you're currently working in one of the convection factories in Bogor?" dinda opened the conversation.


"Thank God, my good news is din." Affa pulled out the phone from a small bag she was carrying while opening a message sent by Surti. "Yes Din, I used to work in Bogor, but I came home a week ago. It just so happened that my mom got sick so while I was taking a leave of absence from the factory."


"Oh, but now your mother is healthy, right?"


"Alhamdulillah is Din."


"Thank God then Fa. I'm glad to hear it."


"Oh yes Din, you're at home no activity?"


Dinda just smiled. "My activities are just like this Fa, cleaning the house, washing, and taking care of my husband. I've tried to include a job application but until now there hasn't been a call."


Affa nodded his head. It turned out that the assumption was true that Dinda's in-laws' speech in the vegetable field a moment ago was just a free wreath.


Poor Dinda, looks like Dinda's in-laws are toxic. I'm worried that Dinda is getting trampled on by her pride. Hopefully Dinda will accept the job offer offered by Budhe Surti.


"Oh yes Din, I have a job vacancy in Jakarta. Do you want to?"


Hearing the word job vacancy makes Dinda's face look sparkling. "job? You want the Fa, you want."


"But just as a domestic assistant, Din. Aren't you ashamed?" ask Affa with caution. He did not want to if until Dinda felt humbled because he was only offered to be a domestic assistant.


Dinda shook her head. "No problem Din, want to be a household assistant, be an office girl or whatever it is not a problem. As long as the job is halal and I can help the Bayu mas to pick up sustenance."


Affa looked at the face of his friend. It turns out that the Dinda she once knew has not changed. He still remains a persistent Dinda, unyielding and willing to sacrifice for the family. He really does not accept if there are people who vilify this friend.


"Okay Din, I'll tell you later. When you can leave, whatever you have to prepare, I will tell you again. Despite being a domestic assistant, but you don't worry about Din. Surti's budhe income working there is quite large even he can buy rice fields and land in this village."


Dinda chuckled softly as she patted Affa's shoulder. "This you, the job I haven't started yet has told me about the salary. Whatever his salary inshaAllah I can accept the Fa. Most importantly her employer is good."


"I guarantee you good Din. In fact, Surti budhe was very comfortable working there. Twenty-five years later he went with his master."


Dinda smiled meaningfully while exhaling a soft breath.


Alhamdulillah ... Finally, You answered the prayers that I offer, O God. Hopefully, by accepting an offer from Affa can be a way of sustenance for me that is much more blessed. And certainly can help Bayu to organize our future.