"I'm tired mas! I have to listen to what your mom says!"
"You take it for granted. You don't have to listen,"
"But mas, I'm already really annoyed. For years I've been julitin by your mom. Does it feel good?"
Salsa snorted as she folded her arms across her chest.
"Maybe I should let you marry another woman. But after she has a child. You divorce her. The baby will be yours to keep."
Kairo coughed as he sipped his coffee. His heart was shocked to hear the words from Salsa's mouth.
"Be careful mas. The sheets are dirty," Salsa said with annoyance while taking the cup that was in Cairo's hand. She put the cup on the small table.
"Wait! Didn't you say something wrong? I married another woman. Then I divorced her," Cairo said in surprise.
"What we need is a child! I don't want to keep getting insulted by your mom. Even the neighbors! I don't want to. I'm tired!"
"Alright, alright. Let's sleep first. You must be really tired, right? We'll talk about that tomorrow," Cairo said patiently. He stroked his wife's long hair.
A few days later on a quiet street.
"Where should we go, Mom? Oh my God, they have the heart to evict us."
"We'll try to find another rent. Insha Allah, tonight we can sleep on a soft mattress," Salamah said weakly.
"Oh my God mom, what's wrong mom? Mom?" Farah, a twenty-five-year-old girl, kept trying to wake up her mother who was now unconscious on the street.
"Oh my God, it's already late at night. Who can I ask for help?" asked Farah in confusion while looking at the deserted street.
"Help! Help!" she shouted loudly several times. But there was not a single person or vehicle on the road.
"Oh God, what's going on?" Farah cried sadly. She was very confused.
"Mom, wake up mom," Farah patted her mother's cheek. She hoped her mother would open her eyes. But it seemed her mother was too weak to wake up.
Farah saw a light up ahead. The headlights of a car were clearly visible. As quickly as possible, Farah stopped the car. In fact, she almost got hit.
"What a brainless person!" Cairo opened his car quickly. looking at the girl in front of him. seeing the tears on the girl's cheeks made Cairo feel sorry.
"I'm sorry sir! Help my mother sir, please. you're the only one who can help me sir," Farah begged hopefully.
"What happened to your mother?" asked Cairo while looking at the woman lying on the road.
"The two of us were evicted from our rent because we couldn't pay the rent sir. our mother is sick. we walked to find a rent but our mother fainted now sir. help me sir. please sir..."
"Hurry up and get your mom to the car." Kairo said firmly.
"But sir I can't sir," Farah looked confused.
Cairo with all his might carried the fainted woman quickly.
"So we're going to the hospital."
"Yes, but sir I don't have any money. Please sir, let me borrow some money first. I'll pay you later," said Farah pleading for the second time.
"It's okay if you don't have to pay. I'm sorry I can only take you to the hospital and pay the hospital fees. After that I have to go home," Cairo said firmly.