Wife To Fernando
forty three

Afitri afternoon drove Rara to Toserba in the sub-district city, about thirty minutes by motor from Mbah Sarmi's house.

Yesterday before leaving Rara in the village, Andi gave quite a lot of money to her youngest sister.

Rara bought some interiors, as well as home clothes, and some other needs, such as bathing needs do not forget to buy home needs for Mbah Sarmi, a snack she did not miss.

Fitri invited him to eat meatballs famous in the small town after shopping at a convenience store.

While eating meatballs both told me, Fitri told me that he really wanted to go to college, but hit the cost, his father who was a farm worker and mbak Nurul (his mother Fitri) a freelance sewing worker, because there are still two younger brothers who sit on the bench of the Tsanawiyah madrasah and his youngest sister who attended school at the ibtidaiyah madrasah,

When telling that, Fitri turned moody, seeing that, Rara encouraged him not to give up easily.

Rara remembered having enough savings, a small portion of the salary from her work and most of the gift of the man.

Because during the last three months of being in a relationship, Rara got monthly money from the man, there seemed to be about two hundred million more.

It feels like he wants to give the money to Fitri to continue college but if you remember the time now it seems too late to apply for college.

"Fitri, how about next year? While cuddling money for college, do not you have busy teaching children?"Rara.

Still with a gloomy face, Fitri looked at the woman next to him, "it seems that it is difficult mbak, tuition fees are expensive for forgiveness, said the father of mending Fitri work aja,"

Rara racked her brain, seemingly unable to directly give the money to Fitri directly, it could be that the girl would be offended and reject him, she said,

"Gini deh, how about if we open a business together, I still have savings, right mom you sew clothes right? How if we sell clothes or hijab, once next year the profit from sales can be used for college," said Rara gave hope to the young girl.

"Serious sir?"ask Fitri.

Rara nodded, "continue you can not teach me najai, later every month I give money, yes itung-itung for the same additional learning as an adult teacher, so that I will learn, you've been teaching little kids all this time, haven't you? You could be a high school teacher once,"

"May I mbak,"

The two women smiled happily, continuing to eat the meatballs they ordered.

They came home after spending each one serving of meatballs, not forgetting to wrap for Mbah Sarmi, Fitri's parents and his two younger siblings.

Arriving at Mbah Sarni's house, the old woman was tidying firewood in the wooden storage area behind the house.

Rara offered Mbah Sarmi meatballs, he said he was still warm.

"You to nduk, mbok ya ndak not bother buying Mbah, meatballs with snacks," he said while enjoying meatballs in the kitchen.

Rara who was cleaning her groceries and storing them in a wooden closet stopped her activities for a moment, "Mbah, Rara did not bother, it was Mbah who would bother Rara going forward,"

"Ndak to nduk, Mbah seneng there is a nemenin, oh yes nduk, said Andi you graduate economics huh? Coincidentally, on the road to the garden, Mbah met Mr. Bambang, he was a sports teacher at the Aliyah madrasah, he said he happened to have vacancies for economics teachers, if you want, if you want, try your assar ba'da later to his house, ask for the same between Fitri, it's Ambon banana two combs, please give it to Mr. Bambang,"

"Yes Mbah, thank you for helping Rara,"

"Sama-sama nduk, you are the sister-in-law of Mbah, so you, Mbah consider yourself a child,"

The two continued to chat about things around the village.

In the afternoon with delivery by Fitri, Rara visited the house of Mr. Bambang, not forgetting to bring Ambon bananas from Mbah Sarmi.

The two women were welcomed by Mr. Bambang and his wife, they talked about the vacant job vacancy of the teacher of economic subjects, because the old teacher, married and followed her husband to the city.

Mr. Bambang asked Rara's proposal, but the woman said she had not brought it, because the intention of visiting this village was just a vacation.

Towards the second magrib the woman, resigned to retreat.

It seemed like he had to ask his elder brother's opinion.

Hitchhiking at Fitri's house, also teaching until the isya time,

Rara borrowed Fitri's phone to contact Andi, telling him about the diploma to apply for a job.

"Repot also yes deck, if you go back to Jakarta, you may repeat the same mistake, yes already deck, like mending ngajarnya delayed first, you can find another activity, just look for another, if you need money, you can just tell me," Andi said across the street.

After finishing the phone call, Rara sighed, she looked at Fitri, as if the girl had put her hopes on him.

"Where can I take the diploma?"ask Fitri expectantly.

Rara shook her head, "it seems like I can't teach myself to be fit, we learn to sell yuk," she replied sluggishly.

"But I have no sales experience, mbak,"

"We try first, maybe this is the road of fortune for us,"

"The capital is big, mbak,"

"If the capital seems to be there anyway, but I think wait another month, if I have recovered, you take me to the city! I'm gonna cash in the savings,"

"Sip mbak, but mbak, indeed mbak can design clothes, continue sewing machines in the house that have a boss mother, so the mother only does the work of the boss, so the mother only does the work of the boss, at least a little bit can sew-stitch light-light, can not focus sewing the robe that we will sell,"

Rara was silent, she thought hard, "we think tomorrow yes fit, I go home first night, later Mbah Sarmi nyariin," he said pamit

"Yes, be careful!"said Fitri while delivering Rara to the door of her house, Rara also had to say goodbye to Mbak Nurul and Mas Supri parents from Fitri.

The next day, Rara invites Fitri to buy a cell phone at one of the counters not far from the convenience store they visited yesterday,

It cost only one million, in contrast to his cell phone that was destroyed when he was in an accident.

The phone gave the man, whose price could buy one motor matic.

Not forgetting he bought a starter card too, Rara thought, he could not forever borrow Fitri's phone, because anyway, he could not contact Andi mas at any time.

The contact number on the new phone is only Mas Andi, mbak Anisa and Fitri only, in fact he memorized outside the head of the man's mobile number, he said, but he chose not to have any more contact with the man.

Although Rara loved her very much, but she did not want to disappoint her eldest sister, she was lucky, at least only Andi knew, how depraved she was.

Yesterday's accident, really a turning point in her life, Rara recalls Andi's advice before returning to Kalimantan,

"Sir, perhaps the test that befalls you is endless may be the rebuke of the Creator, because all this time you are far from Him,"

"The youngest brother is indeed a good child, but in terms of religion you are far away deck, as if you are closer to Him, there is a fortress in itself to prevent you from doing mischief,"

"At least you're still given a second chance to live a better life, so for your own good, please stay away from the man who made you this way,"

Andi's words ringing in his ears, Rara is determined in him, he must open a new page of his life, his life is filled with maksiat.

Arriving Rara and Fitri at Mbah Sarmi's house, the two sit on a long wooden bench in the living room,

The two discussed the plan to open a business selling gamis, by relying on search engines on mobile, they began looking for ways to open the business.

They look excited, both of them give each other ideas.