Unknown Baby
EP 6 Jobs

The atmosphere of Eid is still very felt, people are on work holidays. Gathering with family or visiting relatives. The Faiq family event was completed yesterday, after the first eid at home and just having a tour with friends and neighbors in the Metro.

The second day they went to the sribawono intersection, where Faiq's parents were. Gathered with the extended family for two days and three nights, then continued to the Myesha family. They stayed a few days and went home.

One thing that never changes every year, that all the family will ask Yuno. When did the boy come home? Have you sent word? Is Yuno okay?

From baby Yuno to always be the family's favorite, the child already looks superior in all aspects. Still a baby just his faith makes people love him, his distinctive fabulous hair is always a characteristic. Stepping on a toddler, Yuno grew up adorable. Always taken his grandfather around the village streets are introduced to the citizens with pride.

Yuno also always broke up the quarrels of her cousins, being mature and able to protect. He learns faster than a child his age. His face is handsome and tall. From a small he does look different from Faiq or Myesha, there is no resemblance at all to family members.

13 times the questions with longing are always the same, even though all family members already know that Yuno has no blood relation with them. Despite that they remain affectionate and consider Yuno part of the family without distinguishing DNA.

After Myesha informed her that Yuno had returned home, they rushed straight to the Metro. Meet everyone's favorite baby jabrik. A baby that has united two humans and two extended families. The baby who had now grown into a dashing and handsome man.

"Sha, I'll wait till the Metro. But rest first in Sukadana, he said he was old so tired nyetir," said Faiq walking closer to Myesha.

Myesha did not respond too much, she focused on seeing Yuno's new car. "Hmm.ntar I'm masakin. My parents are here tomorrow too. He said today there are still guests in the house."

Car glossy anti-scratch, glare at eye.

"Dadies like this car?" ask Yuno.

"Kinclong really, fits you well." Myesha smiles.

The people who were in front of the Riki stall peeked, the fence of the house Myesha side is not too high, only limited to the chest of an adult.

"If you like it, will I buy it again? Or this one's for you and I'll buy it again."

"Eh, no need. Your father's butut car can still be used. Even if there's smoke."

Hearing that Faiq's heart felt like it was being pierced by a needle with superpowers. It hurts to insult my own wife. Although Faiq knew Myesha did not mean to insult.

While the mothers who are shopping also run the task as neighbors, one of them kepo. They approached within 7 meters of Myesha standing. They just blocked the fence of the house at chest level.

"There are guests, yes" said Ms. RW. The most diligent person gossiping at Riki's stall.

Myesha turned around, looking towards the group of mothers. The neighbors who are.

"Not a guest, but this is my son, Mom. I'm back from Jakarta."

They were silent for a moment, looking at Yuno who was smiling kindly to them.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma-mom. I'm Yuno. Time has forgotten me." Once again Yuno smiled kindly.

The people in the village knew that Yuno was not the biological child of Myesha and Faiq since 13 years ago, the news spread so quickly. Yuno was taken by her biological parents and taken to Jakarta. But no one knew who Yuno's real parents were.

"Oh my goodness, I didn't think it was big. Just increase your height, how new ngunjungin Bundamu?"

Ms. Siti, a neighbor whose son was newly appointed to PNS this year interjected. "What do you work for in Jakarta, how can you go home this year?"

"It's just a regular company, Bude." Yuno replied.

"You want to Galang temenmu SMPmu?" ask Ms. Siti again.

"black, Bude. The intention later I also play to ruma-"

"He's already a PNS," Bu Siti cut in a hurry.

Yuno was quite surprised because her speech was cut. He knew Galang, his classmate when Junior High. His son was diligent and always entered the top 5. It's natural to be a PNS.

"If your business in Jakarta is not nguntungin, try to work with him. He graduated from SMP. He said yesterday he's looking for a driver."

Yuno shook her head, confused. Do these mothers think she's just a junior high school graduate? Yuno turned to Myesha, not understanding the direction of the mothers' conversation.

Indeed there is nothing wrong with Junior High graduates, only, Bu Siti is too confident that Yuno only graduated Junior High School.

"Heh, listen yes, Miss Siti. Yuno is a graduate of the economics master at Harvard. It's good to be Galang's driver!" Myesha showed her fangs.

"Sarjana even today is still difficult to find work, Ms. Myesha. Moreover, Yuno company said small, definitely continued to lose. Later his house was confiscated by the bank. Mending's a driver, isn't she, mums?" Ms. Siti is seeking a defense.

"That's right, Mom. I think I'm also a scholar but it's hard to find work" added Bu RW.

"My son is too, Mom. But thank God yesterday finally arrived in the village." The curly haired mother participated.

Myesha who could not bear it finally insisted. "My son has a big company, Mom! Don't underestimate! Yuno money left over if only to pay the state debt. Same with PNS. Not a dong level."

This time Myesha showed her arrogance as the mother of a rich man's son. He puffed out the chest. While Faiq and Yuno feel ashamed of themselves being in the middle of the mother-mother debate.

The two men looked at each other, Yuno gestured for Faiq to stop this shameful debate. Faiq shrugged his shoulders.

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