Papa's Substitute for Altaf
Chapter 6 - Messy
Ratih is finally determined, he tries to believe in people he has never even met or heard his voice. However, his worries were finally broken with Foa's attitude which continued to help Ratih.
Quota several times. Sending money when Ratih needed to treat Altaf when sick. Or even when Ratih needs milk and Altaf needs. Very good and caring editor.
Today, Ratih who has moved in at his mother's house, decides to look for work only. He sent a message to Foa.
["Sorry ma'am, I've been busy for a few days so it's a holiday."]
["No papa, the important thing is you tell me, try to be busy whatever send your manuscript. the results never betray the effort."] Reply Editor.
["Yes, tomorrow I start writing again."] With the end of the smile emoticons.
Long without reply from Foa, finally Ratih decided to adjust some of his writing that night. An hour and a half later, a message from Foa is seen in the top bar of his gadget.
["I'm glad to hear that. The spirit!"] Follow the warmest hand emoticons to the top.
Ratih just smiled accepting the spirit of his editor. Seen, Foa is still typing a message, he waited a while then appeared the next Foa message.
["Are you all right?"]
Trained stunned, he smiled slightly, in addition to his mentor and editor, Foa also became his confiding friend. He always knows the state of mind and heart. Foa also humble and he teaches, but does not seem patronizing. Therefore, Ratih also felt comfortable exchanging stories with Foa. He also expressed his intention to find work and stop writing.
Although the two have never met because of distance, they also communicate only by replying to messages. Never called or made a vidio call. After being satisfied to spill his heart, Ratih also chose to sleep so that tomorrow morning he could wake up with a fresh body and mind.
["Train, I don't think you need to find a job. Just focus on writing. You can also take care of Altaf. Try to see your income now."]
["I sent you your email address and your writing account."]
["For a long time I have only helped publish, even if it never touches your income, you can check, there is a history. Thank you for believing in me."] End with a smile emoticon and a cheering hand.
["Please consider, to keep writing."]
That message Ratih read the next day, Ratih was silent for a moment. Look at the screen on the phone. Then he tried to follow the advice of Foa. Open via the web as per Foa's advice and instructions.
With a pounding heart, he pressed his phone screen. Ratih's eyes widened, his net continuously focused on that flaming flat object....
20.000.000
Ratih's eyes widened perfectly. He blinked, patted her on the cheek several times, then pinched her hand.
"Aauu, sick..."
Tok..... (Light on tap.)
"Ratiha? Why are you, son?" Mother's voice from behind the door heard Ratih complain.
"No papa buk." Train from inside the room.
He then looked again at the phone screen, recalculating the number of Enol behind. Not just once, many times even, afraid that he miscalculated.
"really. This is not a dream.20 million. This time I had this much money. Gosh...."
Ratih was very happy. Though only two months he pursued the world of literacy, but he had gained that much. Money that he never held before.
Ratih then contacted Foa, via chat application ijo message.
["Mbak Foa? Is this really 20 million?"]
Not long in reply Ratih received.
["And that's not all. There's still a fee I called yesterday."]
Ratih laughed so happily. He jumped around, until Altaf woke up.
"Aduhh, dear.pardon yes, mother is too happy. The wind always comes from an unexpected place." Said Ratih hugging Altaf and holding her.
["Sir, my son is awake. Thanks, I have a new spirit."]
Before long Foa replied.
["Okay, check your account, yes, I should have gotten a fee from me."]
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Indra woke up from her sleep, at 10 a.m. He then walked out of the room. He was quite surprised, the house is usually neat, this time it looks a little messy. He swept his eyes. Walk to the dining table. Blank. In fact, usually at six o'clock in the morning all are ready for the trial. Then he walked into the kitchen.
"God......" He murmured, the kitchen that usually looks clean, now looks messy. Dirty dishes are allowed to accumulate near the sink that is already full.
Indra then walked into the front room which she was sure everyone was gathered. As he was about to walk to the front porch, he saw Maya and Mas Gafar coming out of the room with a bag of luggage.
"Who? Want to go home, ma'am?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Cock spit? It's still the fifth day of Lebaran?"
"Yes Ndra, suddenly there is business. So go home early." Mas Gafar said flatly as he walked out following his wife who walked first.
"Oh, what a pamper?" Gafar said to his mother who was sitting on the terrace.
"Yes, ati-ati on the street." Answer the mother in a slightly dislike tone.
After greeting his mother and uncle, they walked towards the parked car.
"Eehh, wait! You guys aren't listening to duwit ibuk?" Sergeh Bu Tias walked up to his son, who with his face bent gave his mother money. "Remember, send a maid every month."
"Kok we also pay buk. We don't live here. We also have a lot of needs. Indra is what I asked for. Or tell him later Indra's wife does." The Maya protest did not like, immediately entered the car and rushed away. Indra was just dumbfounded to hear the words of his sister-in-law, he was surprised to see his brother back early, not as usual. Even up to a week at the mother's house.
"They? Not cooking, right? How is there nothing on the table? The kitchen's a mess, too?" Indra asked Tias' mother who glanced at him.
"This is because Ratih stopped by. No one knows all this."
Indra looked up for a moment.
"Find the Ndra mercenary! I'm looking at the house."
"Yes, buk. But, Indra laper buk." Indra said while rubbing his stomach while grimacing.
"Yes buy it in the shop."
Indra put on a wry look.
"You guys buy for your mom and your uncle, too. We haven't had breakfast either."
"Well, why didn't you guys buy that?"
"This is a child, not much different from Ratih yaa. hence the soul mate..." Anxious mommy takes her son.
"aaa... Aaa. sick buk." Indra rubbed her ears.
"We went to the food stall together. There are no clean plates." Tukas Bu Tias's.
My mother and uncle walked right into the house and briefly walked out."ayo."
"You spit, find a maid, let the clean spout be home." Tell Ms. Tias with her face in the bend."Tomorrow the house should be clean."
"Yes buk." Indra replied a little lazily, "is it in the door lock? Isn't there still a beautiful Mama?" Indra continued astonished.
"Good to go this morning."
Indra smiled wryly, a little he felt Ratih needed, of course just to clean up the house.
The three of them entered the restaurant for breakfast.
As he was about to enter the stall, Indra caught a glimpse of Ratih.
"Disclaim him?" Gumam Indra curious..
While across there, Ratih is entering a mini market with a red and yellow logo. Because there are no ATMs around Ratih's house, he was forced to withdraw cash in the mini market.
"You're pulling cash." He said to the cashier while handing over his card.
"You want to withdraw cash how much mbak?"
"Five hundred thousand."
Once out of the mini market, after cash withdrawal and buy milk for Altaf. He was stopped by Indra who was curious about the existence of Ratih in the mini market.
"You! Why is here Ratih, let's go back."
Seriate...