He's Not The Best
6. My money's my right

My money's my right

As soon as he heard the call from the door, Basri immediately straightened his back after releasing the clot of his hand from the mouth of Winsi, his own son. She tidied up her clothes and walked outside. He was ready to put on a friendly face, but again looked sour and horrible, after seeing someone standing at the door.

“Excuse me, Mr. Basri ..” Said the person friendly while bowing his head. “Sorry I interrupted, briefly.”

He's Wira, the neighbor who contracted a house not far from there. That person is still living on rent even though he already has three children.

“Yes, what's wrong? Don't talk!” basri replied, without letting his guests in.

Basri was always thin on everyone he considered unfavorable, especially on people who had disappointed him, he would be very rude.

Everyone in the neighborhood, knew Basri as a truck driver who was always outspoken when talking, regardless of who the interlocutor was. He was only friendly to the person who had given him something.

As in Wira, the neighbor he judged was poor because he had no home and he thought that the man would be troublesome.

“Sorry, Sir. Can the truck be rented? I want to move house,” Wira said with a cramped face.

“Oh, where do you want to move, you? Here go in.” Basri finally invited his guests in.

“Not far, Sir. Bede subdistrict only. I can't move all the way from the office.” The hero replied while positioning himself, sitting in front of Basri.

“Indeed why did you move?”

“The house wants to be dismantled by his heirs, if I can I want to contract a long time there.”

“This you, move house continues. Buy a house, that's why. Kayak me.” Basri patted his boasting chest, with the house of his parents.

Basri has lived in the village since birth, he is the only child of Sanusi and Suti, who are natives, as well as village elders. They died within a year, before Basri married Runa.

While Wira became a resident there only about five years ago.

The hero simply smiled, responding to Basri's words. An employee like him had to save long enough to be able to buy a house, let alone already have several children, making his income sucked so much for daily expenses. However, he is a responsible husband even though, only has a mediocre income, he still tries to make his family happy.

“Once on the road five hundred thousand. That includes gasoline,” Basri said.

“Wah ..., can not be less, yes, sir?”

“Can, if you want to be reduced, but you bring your own car! You are not used to carrying a truck, right?” said Basri glanced at Wira indifferently, then again said, “makanya do not have to bargain ... it is also cheap.”

“Good then.” Wira said while taking out a wallet and giving some money to Basri.

“Well, this is delicious. When do you want to leave?” asked Basri while counting the amount of money and put it in his pants pocket.

After saying so, Wira also came home to continue cleaning the goods.

Seeing that the guest had left, Runa walked over slowly and then, sitting where the Hero was. His face was swollen, the slap marks were still clear on his cheeks, his eyes were swollen from crying for quite a while. The woman's appearance was very sad.

Since Winsi ran out of the house this afternoon, his body was the target of Basri's anger, he not only slapped Runa repeatedly, but the man also grabbed, until some of his hair fell out. After being content to mistreat his wife, Basri cleaned himself up, changed his clothes neatly and intended to leave.

Runa did not care where her husband was going, she curled up in the room to heal herself, crying and almost asleep. He woke up after hearing the sound of cries of Winsi and Basri simultaneously. As soon as he exited the room, all he saw was the man back hurting his son!

Now that the two people were sitting opposite each other, Runa furrowed her eyebrows while looking at her husband fixedly. She couldn't believe that Basri always didn't bring money home, and there was nothing her husband did but to pay her to satisfaction and torture her daughter.

‘Didn't he give me money because he knows I'm selling more now? Where does he know?’ batin Runa while tidying up her veil.

“Pak, now there's money, right? That is enough to pay the school fees Winsi.” Runa said meekly, so as not to offend her husband.

“What did you say? It's good you asked this money for the boy!”

Winsi was still curled up on the kitchen floor, tears were still running down her cheeks and she got up, pressed her ears against the wall, trying to hear what her parents were talking about.

“If paid to school there is also the rest, just make gasoline ...”

“You think my need is just gasoline?”

“Yes, once in a while, sir. Love for your son, all this time, I always take care of all the needs of Winsi?”

“Oh, so you want to teach me?” Basri said as he moved his body forward, then, grinning while saying, “ini my money, that means it's my right. Whatever I want to use because I'm looking for the money, you think it's easy to be a chauffeur tired of knowing? It's delicious to ask for. Kan, you already have your own money naturally you take care of the child, you are his mother!”

“Yes, indeed I have my own money, but the money has been used to pay for electricity, water as well as other house needs, sir! That's also your responsibility!”

“Lho, right, you stay longer at home? You should be grateful, not like Wira the same wife moved only. If I was, right, a lot outside, at home for at least two or three days. So it's natural that you take care of this house.”

Hearing Basri's words, Runa was astonished, it turned out that was the mind of this man, then, where his promise used to be that would continue to cherish and fulfill all his needs, when they first met.

Runa was very fascinated by the man's appearance and words, back then. She is very promising, all women hope that the man who becomes her husband is the one who will be responsible for her life and future so that she can survive in a good state.

Of course, Runa also agreed to Basri's wishes, who wanted to propose in front of his adoptive parents, shortly after their meeting.

At that time, Runa lived in the employer's house where she worked as a housekeeper. They are very kind and think of it as family, or their own parents. They have overcome Runa from a condition that is stranded and has nothing.

Runa has lost everything since she was a teenager, right on the day of her graduation from high school. His house was abandoned, when a large fire broke out in his village. The incident was at night, while the woman was staying at the house of one of her friends. He came home in shock because he found his property, even his parents were burned.