Tired

   Abi slowly entered his house, which for some reason tonight was pitch black with no lighting. It is impossible if there is a language, "The electricity token is out."

    "Mommy! Ma'am!"

    In the darkness, Abi's eyes saw the arrival of two housekeepers who came rushing but still managed to balance, even though he didn't know who they were.

    "Yes, sir. What's wrong?"

    "Why is it so dark, huh? Power outage, huh? Or what?"

    "Euhm… Euhm Sir, it was the madam who ordered the entire house to turn off the electricity. For what reason we don't know," he answered slowly, afraid that his words would be wrong and it would cause more problems.

    "Mother who ordered? What do you want to do? So where are you now?"

    "Here!"

    A woman with a flashlight from her cellphone walked over to Abi and the two maids. The two maids immediately said goodbye to not want to interfere with their employer's problems.

     "Mother? Why do you have to turn off all the electricity? It's dark, it's difficult for you to walk," said Abi using kind and polite language so as not to inflame Iris' emotions.

    "Let it be dark until morning."

     Abi frowned in surprise at what Iris said. The reason is, that she also doesn't like the dark.

    "Mom, what do you want? What's wrong with Abi, Mother? Just say it straight away."

     "Transfer fifty million right now and the house will light up again."

    Abi was shocked to hear that. Fifty million right now? It's not a matter of not wanting to give, but just yesterday he sent about a hundred million into Iris's account and today he asked for more.

    "Transfer again, Mother? It was yesterday," said Abi gently.

    Iris immediately glared disapprovingly for accepting Abidzar's refusal. His anger immediately rose to the top even though Abi only asked.

    "You're stingy. That's all my husband's money too. You can't even use it like that. Be aware that you're just staying in this house. Don't be too stylish!"

     Abi closed his eyes as Iris spoke to deny the pain her heart was feeling. He kept denying that this was cruel, this was outrageous, this was too much. Abi thinks this is Iris' wound from losing Mahesa a few years ago, it's okay.

    "Mother, Abi just asked why. What Abi doesn't mean is that he doesn't want to give, but Abi also has to be smart in managing finances so that we remain stable. Can you finish shopping for this month first," said Abi gently trying to calm Iris who was already tired. furious.

    "Ah, you're just being stingy. There are only fifty million people. It's not like the billions that my husband has prepared for you," snapped Iris, still not listening to what Abi said.

    "Daddy, did you prepare money for Abi's school? After all, that was ten years ago, Mother. The money is also not complete and is used a lot for school and campus needs. The money that Papa has left is only a few hundred million. to Mother it was Abi's work, not papa's money," said Abi trying to explain so that Iris would understand and not continue to bring up Mahesa's savings again.

   "It's very arrogant of you to say that the money you sent was your work. Where do you work? At my husband's office, right? At my husband's factory, right? It's the same as my husband's money!"

    The man exhaled sharply. Against Iris, there would be no end. There is only a drain of emotion and energy.

    "Yes, Abi has transferred. You can rest now," said Abi, but in the end he relented.

    "Well, that's how it is. You just want to fight with me. Quickly transfer right now, watch out if you lie!"

   Iris turned back and climbed the stairs to her room leaving Abi who could only sigh at her mother's behavior.

    "Pah, how long will it take? Abi is tired," she whispered, continuing to look at Iris' back which was starting to move away from her sight.

     There's no point in lamenting your fate, all you need to do is live it and everything will pass.

    Abi walked out to meet the security guard at his house and told him to turn on all the electricity in this big house.

    ***

    "Abi is a very handsome son, Yya. Very polite again. Oh, my ideal in-law candidate," squeaked Kalina, excited by her own words. Unlike Iyya, who is busy with his cell phone, stalking his favorite Korean artist. Earlier, when called, Abi sounded very polite when he knew it was Kalina. Respond to all of Kalina's words politely.

    They didn't talk much, Kalina just asked when the man would come back to his house, and Abi replied that he hadn't found the right time and he would soon set the time. You become more and more fond of the child, especially if it is to become his son-in-law.

     "How can you get a guy like him? Then why does he want to be with you too?"

    Iyya glared at Kalina sharply. "What do you mean by saying that? What's wrong with me?" Of course, Iyya was offended, was there something wrong with him?

    "No, it's not like that, you're spoiled, annoying, fussy, fussy while Abi is the complete opposite of you. You're very lucky to get Abi."

    Iyya snorted in annoyance when he got an answer like that from his mother. Instead of getting a defense, Kalina even defended others.

    "But I think blonde is better, isn't it, Mah?" Iyya asked as he looked in the mirror and saw his hair being dyed.

    "Whatever is up to you. The important thing is not highlighter green," Kalina replied as she opened her magazine.

    "Come on, just blonde, Sis! Abi also seems to prefer that color." Iyya only imagines Abi's reaction when he sees his new hair. However, he was already very enthusiastic even though it was only his imagination.

    "Okay, sis."

    They are currently in the salon of their second subscription from a long time ago. Iyya intends to dye his hair after asking permission from Santoso. It's not allowed, but it's been done. Iyya is not the name if you don't fight.

    "Oh yes, Mamah wants to ask for Abi's number, please!"

    "What are you doing? Don't worry about it, Mah. Abi is very much the same age as Mamah," Iyya answered stubbornly. He just had a hard time getting a response and the number, when his mother just wanted to ask for it.

    "It's you. Mamah just wants to be close to Mamah's future in-laws. Let's all later introduce Mamah to your papa," said Kalina defensively.

    "No, ah. Just ask the person yourself. Can you give it to me?"

     Kalina snorted in annoyance. He just wants to be closer to his future son-in-law. Time can't.

    "Why are you like that? Well, just social media. What's the name?" Kalina asked still trying to persuade, this time she had already taken out her cell phone.

     "Just look for it using the name Abidzar Malik," replied Iyya, who was still browsing social media.

      Kalina is completely focused on her cellphone looking for Abidzar's. He must be closer to his future son-in-law. Don't let Abi let go and become someone else's son-in-law.

    ***

   At half past midnight, he was free to lie down to rest, releasing the tiredness of the day. He opened his cell phone, read several messages from his major friends regarding assignments. Just ignore some of the messages that come in from the woman who is trying to mess up her life.

    Iyya really can't stop bothering him. Not on campus, Iyya annoys him on his cell phone and in daily life. Especially after the woman introduced herself as her lover to her parents. Annoying indeed. Abi will feel that he has responsibility for all these things.