Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 73. The Storm Clouds
Mrs Haji Anissa has received news about the convection of Ms. Tuti. It turns out that the woman had suffered a stroke for a long time. So the venture was temporarily held by his daughter-in-law, the wife of his first child. But the diversion caused division within their families. Because other children also want to get a part of the convection business that is quite large market share. Especially the problem of getting ease in getting financial resources.
Finally, Ms. Shawa, the son-in-law, relented. The woman returned to her parents' house with her husband and son and made a similar venture. While the efforts of Bu Tuti, continued by other children. But because of lack of experience, eventually many customers complain because the quality of the stitches is very poor and below standard.
" Mu Shawa's coming to this shop tomorrow. We made a new deal, Asti!"
" Is it okay, ma'am, we're moving to another convection?"
" Yes, how? The clothes we ordered are not just as good as they used to be ..."
" Yes, already. Well less good and substandard, let Asti pay for it, Mom! Don't go back to Bu Tuti!"
Haji Anissa's mother's smile, developed perfectly. He always prioritizes quality and the appropriate price. Because the dresses are carried and worn by customers traveling abroad.
"Eh, yes. It's there's a lot about the size of Asti, Bulek Ratih, and Ninuk too..."
Mrs Haji Anissa's order was a robe and a woman's suit for Hajj or ihram clothes. Almost all are white, or neutral and with a looser, covered model. Generally made from the best cotton material that easily absorbs sweat.
Once collected, there is one kodi . Asti who paid him for the use of the three of them, he, Bulek Ratih and Ninuk. Incidentally their body size is almost the same, namely L.
The next day, Asti meets Shawa's mother at Anissa's Bu Haji shophouse. They made a new deal. While telling a lot about the convection business owned by his father-in-law.
It turned out that according to him, his sisters-in-law, did not pay the wages of the tailors properly. So many workers moved and worked at other conventions, including his new convection. So now her mother-in-law's convection used inexperienced seamstresses, and got a minimum wage.
It seems that Shawa's mother and her husband, are trying to find an opportunity in the business. They were quite experienced during taking care of the convection. They immediately marketed the same production results, in the form of a variety of clothing models with new brands.
Asti and Bu Haji get a special price, because they are potential customers from the previous convection. Moreover, they paid directly after the goods were shipped. Of course with a record of damaged goods can be returned, or exchanged.
Suddenly, Sister Ning has come to this shophouse. His face looked a little anxious but hesitant. Because he saw his employer was talking important with Haji Anissa and one mother to another.
" Mr Asti, look for Heboh's mother, again!"
Mbak Ning's whispering voice, surprised him. Deserve Ms. Ning to find herself in this shophouse.
" Where is he, Ma'am?"
" On the front porch! The door to our house was closed. Mas Yanto is on standby at the front fence."
" Mom, what's the talk?"
" Said, would like to say good, same Madam Asti!"
Haji Anissa and the couple who were guarding the shop looked at them somewhat suspiciously. They speak slowly but seriously.
" Mom-Mom, Asti said goodbye. At home there are guests! Assalamualaikum."
Soon Ma'am Ning and Asti walked out of the shophouse. They entered the house through the side door. Because there is a Joko employee who is cleaning various vegetables for a mixture of fried noodles and fried rice.
" Sam, where's Mas Joko?"
"Again order at Pak Amri's shop, Ma'am!"
" Yes, Udah. I'll go to the front porch first!"
Sure enough, Corinne's mother was waiting for her on the front porch. Asti's heart is pounding. Fear of price chaos again. It felt bad that he had to fight with fellow women, just because someone was a man. Who is Leon Narendra Murti?
" Mr Asti, sorry to interrupt the timing?"
Asti's face was dumbfounded, the woman's tumben knows polite? Asti smiled slightly, worried.
"There's something I can do, help. Ma? About Mr. Leon. I can meet him at Mr. RT's house!" said sarcas.
The woman immediately looked at Asti annoyed. He wanted to exchange information about his ex. However, he realized that Asti was not comfortable with the events caused by the excitement that yesterday.
" Just want to ask about the photo of the hijab woman is not Asti's mother, huh?"
"Sorry, Ma'am. I still harbor emotions in the way Leon just disappeared after divorcing me. Until someone tells me he has a project in the area."
Asti speechless. There was less and less respect for this woman, who had great disrespect for herself and her husband. Moreover, he heard this woman who was having an affair. Pardon, deh!
" Is this land still in the possession of Mr. Rahman Sodiq?"
"No! It was my Bude ex-husband, Mbah Kakung who bought this land as a wedding gift for them. Because the house and rice fields in the village will be given to my father, as a legacy for the boys in the Winangun family."
Corinne's mother opened her hape while looking for something. " Is this Mr. Rahman, Asti's ex-Budenya's husband?"
Asti was stunned when Ms. Corinne showed a picture of Mr. Rahman Sodiq with two teenage boys and his second wife who still looked young and beautiful.
" Yes, this is it. Do you know me?"
" All I know, this father often stays at home in-laws, if coming to Jakarta. He said he had to routinely seek treatment at a hospital in Gatot Subroto, Jakarta."
" Mr. Rahman is married again, after his divorce from Bude Saya. Now he lives in Tangerang."
" right! The house that Mr. Rahman occupied was supposed to be for me, but Leon gave the house to Mr. Rahman and in return the man gave his family's land in the village there for his new housing project!"
Asti was only able to understand a little." Is Mr. Leon's father the superior of Mr. Rahman Sodiq?"
" Right, Mr. Basuki Murti is my former in-law. He was a general before he retired. While his wife has a lot of business from opening cafes in several cities to culinary business."
As he spoke, the woman looked proud as well as fed up. There was an uneasy feeling from his body movements.
" Since we got married, Basuki Murti's extended family didn't really like me, which he said wasn't the standard of a dream daughter-in-law. Because I don't fit their social status and their degree."
" I want to prove that I can be more successful than them. I built a business in fashion and accessories. The effort grew in just two years. But a year ago, Leon suddenly invited me to move to Semarang. I refuse! Because all my business is centered in Jakarta and Surabaya"
" Till Ms. Alya, her brother Leon gave me pictures of me with a man when we met in Singapore. Since then we started fighting a lot. At its peak, Leon divorced me on charges of infidelity."
" Was Mom really having an affair ?" ask Asti not to believe it.
" Yes, I was wrong... At least, Leon would like to listen to my explanation first. Not just playing talaq! I thought he was doing it because there was another woman. I don't accept dong! We got married for three years! But years before we were dating and we were fighting for this love, for the blessing of our parents."
" Did Corinne's mother know? One of the most devastating things in a marriage is infidelity!"
The pretty woman's face immediately turned pale. His lips shook, holding back the cries. "' I realized, my relationship with Frans has gone too far. That guy always made me. After I had to fight on my own to be worthy and worthy as a daughter-in-law in Leon's extended family environment!"
"'Then why are you looking for information about your ex?
If there are other women, naturally dong! Because Mum and Mr. Leon are divorced! Mr. Leon deserves a happy life..."
" I also heard that Asti chose divorce when her husband cheated on her with another woman."
" Yes, I felt heartache, because he did not keep the commitment of the wedding vows. Even to cheating on another woman. The presence of my son is what keeps me sane, and working hard to give me a better life."
Sister Ning who was carrying a drink was a bit shocked to see the excited mother crying sob - Isak while sitting on her stool. Quickly - quickly put two cups of tea, a plate of snacks and then return to the kitchen.
" I'm sorry, what Mother's religion?"
With a face full of tears she looked at Asti somewhat annoyed. " I'm a Muslim, Ma'am!"
"Astagfireullah! Repent, Mother. Please forgive Gusti Allah. Mother sinned greatly to commit adultery. Throughout life, you will not get blessings and you will always have bad luck!"
" I'm sorry" Asti said again. " I don't mean to patronize! I ask the guru njai or Ustadz, to be guided in an effort to correct the mistakes I've made."
What a woman today, it is so easy to get caught up in sin! Once again Asti looked at the face of Beautiful Mother Corinne. Which in all respects is similar to the actions Zahra had done to him.
What is the essence of modern women like this? Not respecting an institution of marriage, relating to others without legitimate ties, and justifying any means to satisfy his ego and lust?