I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapters 12. Late (again)

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After Andreas' doctor leaves, Yulia asks her mother for permission to redeem the medicine.

Yes Alloh, my late address again. It's like this hour. Gini is my life! Complain Yulia.

Abaghfirullahaladzim!

While walking Yulia stroked the chest. Fortunately the pharmacy was not far from his home.

"Alhamdulillah, it turns out the drug is not expensive very expensive. I was with you earlier!" yulia said monologuing while observing a small transparent crackle containing prescription drugs from Dr. Andreas for her mother.

If only I had chosen Dr. Andreas, maybe my life wouldn't be like this.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim." again Yulia said istighfar. His mind drifted where it went. It's unclear.

Yulia kept walking fast, she had not had time to bathe and sweat had flooded her back and forehead. It feels like he currently has a running sport of tens of kilometers.

"Mom!" call Yulia while opening the door of her mother's room. Then take one of the syrup-shaped medicine.

"It's a drink first, Mom! thirty minutes before eating. To relieve mother's nausea." Take the drug to her mother. Semriwingian. Delicious in the throat and in the stomach.

"Mom, I bought them for breakfast. If Yulia works, mom breaks in the room? later time off Yulia look at mother." bargained Yulia. It has to work.

"Yes, Yul. You just work. Don't worry about mom. Just put down the table that makes mom's breakfast. I'll take it myself. " Mom is so understanding. He knew his son was in desperate need of a job and for Yulia who never went to college it would be very difficult to get a job.

Yulia immediately packed up, took a shower and left for work. It's ten minutes late.

"Mom, Yulia's leaving first. Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Waalaikum salam."

No breakfast, just drinking water. Wusshhhhhhhhh! Yulia walked quickly. He should be in fifteen minutes. But it only took him nine minutes to walk from his home to the supermarket.

"Sorry, ma'am Fani. I'm late again."

Said Yulia gasping for breath.

Jedarr!

He did not realize the boss was squatting to find out what was in the cashier room. And when the boss stood up, Yulia was like a wet-caught thief who was helping the clothesline. Moreover, the eagle eyes of the man looked at him sharply then glanced at the wall clock.

"You're twenty minutes late" he said coldly without expression.

"Yes, Sir! Excuse me. My mother is sick, so I have to take care of her first!" You should be notified immediately of the reason late.

Who knows, not to get angry and not to be doubted.

"In the same house you don't exist, Yul?" ask Mbak Fani. Fortunately, buyers are still missing. Still choosing to fill the push basket and no one to the cashier table. Yulia shook her head.

"Keep you stay at work who nemenin your mother?" ask Fani again. Ah, if only the boss was Fani. Employees must enjoy.

" Mom was just like me. I'm ready to make breakfast as well as medicine, just take it. I kept saying to my mother that I can't go anywhere. Let it heal quickly."

"Later on my break I'll be home, sir!" switch to jutek boss Romi.

"You look at my mother!" better ask permission from the beginning.

"Hmmm!"

Mbak Fani smiled with the boss's answer while passing out of the cashier's room. Yulia's eyes followed the boss away.

Answer yes or no, can you? Do you have a toothache, boss?Julie.

"Do not worry, the boss will not be angry when it comes to motherhood. He is very affectionate with his mother, so he will be angry if there are people who waste his mother." explained Mbak Fani who made Yulia nod understanding and spirit.

"Yes, you work there. Later the boss behind you is snapped again!" Yulia nodded and said thanks.

I don't know why today Yulia is so hard to concentrate. She kept thinking about her mother at home. Is her mother okay, has she taken her medicine yet? He saw the wall clock.

10.34

Because he was lonely, he went to the place where his bag was. The bag he put in a special place employee goods.

"Risma, I'll call my mom for a second, okay?" pay a favor to fellow employees. Risma nodded.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mom! How's mom doing?" after two calls, my mother answered the phone.

"Yul's sleeping mom, don't hear your phone. Maybe the effect of the cure." Yulia was relieved to hear her mother's voice.

"I'm sorry Mom! Mom's sick but Yulia's staying at work! How else, Yulia needs a job. We can't depend on anyone, mom! There's nothing we can charge. I also need to rest a lot. To recover quickly."

A moment's pause from Yulia's words. Listen to the words across the phone.

"Yes, Mom. Yulia will take care of her health. Mom don't have to worry. I don't have to think like that. Yes Mom, Yulia is working again! Assalamu'alaikum."

The phone has ended. Julia was relieved to hear her mother's voice. As he was about to leave the room, his stomach sounded.

Kruuuk!

"Other worms on a revolt. Cannot be collaborated. I didn't have breakfast either. Two hours of worms. Diem was napa!" yulia held her stomach. And move out of the room. He did not realize someone was standing behind the wall mengendung conversation with the mother and her complaints earlier. He walked quickly to his place.

"Where is your mother, Yul?" risma asked while putting together the shampoo bottle on the shelf.

"Alhamdulillah, take a break. I was thinking and worrying that I forgot to take medicine, but I didn't. But I'll be home at break time. Let's see mom first. Pity yourself at home.

"You don't have a brother you can ask to take care of your mother Yul?" old sigh.

"I have an older brother, I have a family with one child. The situation is not much different from me Ris, live on. School boy, I can't bear to know the cookie. Where the mother is not so close to her own daughter-in-law." confided at once Yulia's complaint to Risma. But soon he was a third time today.

" Athaghfirullahaladzim."

"What's Yul?"

"Ehehe, it's okay Ris, I just don't think, this day my work is complaining mulu. Maybe that's why my pleasure today is reduced. Can also be called in the Holy Scriptures, if we are good at giving thanks, then our favors will continue to multiply. But if we are to cherish favors, then a painful torment awaits us." - Yulia at length.

"Oooh, kirain fuck. Ustadzah. I am also grateful, my husband now has a permanent job. Not too dirty anymore. Well, even though the income is not how much, it needs to be grateful also right? Alhamdulillahot. " Yulia nodded in understanding.

"You're lucky Risma, your dear husband, even though the income is not much. It was happier than having a large income, but less affection for the family. You should be grateful." Yulia advised her friend. Remembering himself. Revelation is nothing short of financial. But love and love are lost.

They then fell silent while continuing to work. Until a little boy's cry called out to Yulia.

"Tante Yulia!"

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