Two Traitors
S2. 8 Shame

Pov Arfan

Hearing my wife's reply like that, I was just stunned, imagining how shameful it would be if I had to buy that woman's secret object.

"Why silence, brother?" asked the grimacing Karla might still feel pain in her stomach area.

"It's okay! how many, one container is enough?" I asked while changing the look of the face into a forced smile.

"Even if you say it is not mostly dupus, one Pack is enough. Yes there's a hunt!" go drive Karla who still covers her body with a blanket, then she slowly walked towards the bathroom while carrying a change of clothes.

I just scratched my head, not understanding what to do. But even with a heavy heart, I still stepped my feet towards the exit of the room, then down the stairs. once I'm downstairs I'm headed to the car key storage rack.

"Where are you going sir, this early in the morning has come out.not to do, because you are not dressed like you want to work," corocos Arman who approached me.

"There is a duty of the state that cannot be left behind" I answered without turning a head, then putting the body into the car.

Seeing his master have entered. Arman quickly ran towards the gate, to open the door so that the car I was driving could pass. After the gate opened, I slowly started to pull the car out of the yard. but before I left I still imagined how embarrassed it was to buy pads.

Tin! tin! tin!

I pressed the horn, until Arman who was about to close the door quickly rushed over, after seeing Arman standing near the car door, I opened the window.

"What's up, sir?" asked Arman who turned his head inside.

"Follow!"

"Where?"

"Have not asked much, Come!" I stared back towards the front.

Having such an order, Arman went back to the gate, to shut the door that was still open, and then ran back to the back seat.

"Well, you're sitting in the back, am I the driver?" gertutuku while glancing briefly at Arman, annoyed with Karla to vent to others.that's the habit of the employer who will look for an impingement.

"Hehehe, sorry sir!" arman replied as he walked back out the back door, then into the front door and then he sat down next to me.

After Arman sat down comfortably, I started to step on the gas pedal, taking off the clutch leaving Mom's house. My eyes continued to be focused towards the front scanning the road that I was about to tread by the car I was driving.

"Where are you going, sir, early in the morning?" Arman's question broke the silence.

"Searching for pharmacies?"

"Who's sick, looking for a pharmacy?"

"You don't ask too many questions, you go!"

"Well Sir!"

The car continues to go through the morning which still feels lonely, because such a time the city of Jakarta is like a dead city.There are only salespeople who peddle breakfast available on the sidewalk of the road sidewalk. my car stopped after I saw a pharmacy open 24 hours.

"Let's get off!" invite me while releasing the seat of the bell that binds the body, then open the door and then get out of the car followed by Arman.

I was ushered by Arman into the pharmacy, greeted by the servant who smiled kindly, his eyes slightly reddened maybe tonight he did not sleep.

"What are you looking for, sir? Can I help you?" the classic question from the pharmacist greeted me.

"I want to find" I didn't go on with the words, my eyes scanned the area, afraid that someone would hear what I was about to say.

"What are you looking for?" the waiter asked, staring in astonishment.

"Pem.....! Pem......! sanitary napkins," I replied slightly stuttering, it felt like my soul came out of the body unable to resist the embarrassment.

"Haha......!" Arman who drove me to laugh at once.I don't know what's funny, so it makes him laugh out loud. Quickly I rounded my eyes staring at him, he just threw away a face to hide his laughter.

"Why are you laughing, something funny?" I asked to keep staring at him.

"No sir.....! sorry......!" arman answered while keeping his mouth shut, probably still hiding his laughter. I don't understand what's funny about what I say.

"Sorry Sir! if the pads are usually in the supermarket, if the painkiller during menstruation, it's here!" the shopkeeper replied his lips were twitching, maybe he was just as unwilling to laugh like Arman.

"Good! What kind of medicine do you want?"

"What aja! what matters is pain medication!" my real answer is not to linger in that place. Although only two people laughed at me, it was enough to make my body inferior.

"Good....! waita...!" finally the Pharmacist went into the room, before long he returned while carrying some medicine in his hands.I do not understand, I took one of the liquid-shaped drugs and then paid for it.

After getting painkillers during menstruation, by rushing I rush out of the Pharmacy, shame, annoyance the same Arman still enveloped.

"Why are you still smiling, like trying to get married!" it was me who stopped looking at Arman.

"Yes, what a funny father!"

"His cut?"

"The time to buy pads to the Pharmacy, roadside stalls are many sir!"

"Why didn't you say that earlier?"

"Because his father is not nanya, even my father did not answer."

"Where are we going now?"

"Well to minimarket which is open 24 hours sir!"

"Emang is?"

"There must be a Sir, I assure you.....!"

Finally I got back in the car followed by Arman, leaving the parking lot of drug dealers.on the way Arman still looks smiling, like a person who is not sane makes me a little annoyed with him. but I could do nothing, for it was my fault, my carelessness, my ignorance of the women's matter.

Dissolved in regret of stupid regret, finally my car arrived at one of the minimarket that is open 24 hours. Immediately I got out of the car followed by Arman, Arman, without any talk we both went into the minimarket.

"Good morning Brother! Can I help you?" ask the minimarket cashier with a smile, with both hands held together in front of the chest.

"I want to find a pad?"

"How big is Kak?" The minimarket cashier asked me to frown, staring at Arman, who was stared at just shaking his head, as he probably didn't know either.

"What size is there?"

"If the pads are used for the night Starting from 29 to 42 cm, for the day is usually 22 to 26cm," replied the minimarket cashier explained.

Although it has been described as such, but I do not immediately understand, do not immediately understand what is meant. it turns out that the safety of women during menstruation there is day and night there is a size as well.

"What size do you want?" asked the cashier while looking smiling at me.

Asked by the cashier, I just stared at the minimarket cashier from top to bottom, making the person's eyes perfectly round. "don't be rude sir!" said the minimarket cashier while rounding his eyes, Maybe he felt uncomfortable being stared at like that.

"Sorry Mother! I don't mean it that way, but the size for my wife may be her body like Mbak. usually mbak wear what size?" ask me timidly.

"No idea sir! I never use it" replied the minimarket cashier with."

"Take the 42 cm only sir! the same 26 cm. Better greatness than small if the greatness can later be cut to the seamstress." said Arman gave advice.

"That's it!"

"Not great sir?" ask the woman.

"Not knowing either, my wife may have shaped her like Ma'am, but she is more beautiful" I said, boasting an insignificant one.

Hearing my words like that the cashier woman only snorted in annoyance, because she might not like being compared to my wife.

"So buy it?" tanyanya was getting upset.

"So mbak! Yes, I have bought all the sizes in this minimarket."

"Do you not have to ask first with Ms. Karla, what size!" advice Arman.