My Money Doesn't Mean Your Money
chapter 27

without waiting for his approval again I immediately left him who was still loyal to the nagging event.

lapse of 2 minutes now I was on the porch of the house when I heard the screams of Mother who increasingly berated me from inside because I left her without doing the work she told me before.

"let him do it anyway he also has a daughter who can help him"

"heh where are you unlucky woman*n" meaning that he was also seen by the father of the goj*k driver with a look of surprise to hear the meaning of Mother.

"already sir don't care about him" asked me to immediately run his vehicle to the place already listed on the apk goj*knya, because honestly I was almost half an hour late from the appointment.ah, ah, ah, I need to be ready to hear the insults later.

"The mother who was her father-in-law was cool" asked the samsul sir who I knew his name from the apk goj*knya

"yes sir" was concisely dense and clearly I answered him

"sorry if you're impressed"

"yes sir, no papa"

"how long ago neng" I thought the apology was the closing sentence of the question turned out to be wrong, mr. Samsul still continues to ask questions that I think the question leads a little to the personal realm because what he asks is a matter of household

"almost 4 years sir" I answered a little lazily in response to his question

"kok eneng can stand the heck have in-laws like those in-laws" he asked in wonder because I can stand facing toxic in-laws like that

"yes, I don't have to answer! mr. ngerti. only salut aja just as cool that can hold that, if for example mr nih neng who is in the position of the eneng, it is certain that the father will not be strong neng" he said telling me his annoyance, if there is a competition the most patient wife to face toxic in-laws is definitely me who will win. really guys?

moreover, not only toxic in-laws, even toxic bin julid's brother-in-law I have, while the husband I hope will be a little defensive of me in front of his family is not there, but there is no, eit but I'm not a widow yes guys more precisely belom so widow, xixixixi🤭, not have no husband just have a husband like no husband, feel like no husband, because my own husband often defends his family and tends to blame me whenever there is a fight between us, me and Mom or me and his sister.

" neng has arrived" a fine reprimand on my shoulder that comes from a slightly wrinkled hand belonging to a pack of samsul, "sorry neng, the end of the crab from earlier daydreaming, "sorry neng, no need to think that if you are not strong enough again just let go, this sweet is still young, beautiful, certainly out there many who like the same sweet" pulling his hand from my shoulder when I found it glanced at his hand that was still perched on my shoulder

"yes sir, thank you for the advice" did not forget to say Thank you for his banquet just now, actually said mr. samsul, I am still young and beautiful, even if I am divorced and widowed, not that I wouldn't want anyone to.

"yes already neng pak jalan first yes, I happen to get passengers again" showed his apk, maybe afraid that I would not believe

"yes sir" did not forget to give a piece of red money as my fare on the samsul pack

"waduh neng, I have no change" he poked after checking his bag showing money two yellow sheets and a sheet of green money, "just a moment, you wait here, you wait here, dad wants to exchange his money first" his saying goodbye while turning on his motorbike engine preparing to leave me

" no sir, the change is for you"

"really neng? "

"yes sir"

"thank you yes neng, good enough to buy additional pressers" he said girang.