NEW HOUSE

Fahira has been living in her new house for 3 days. Ammar had filled the house complete with furniture. Fahira did not bring anything other than Nastiti's clothes and books and the machine Inayah had lent her. The new house that Ammar bought is not far from Fahira's previous rented house.

As usual, the morning after Fahira cleaned the house and cooked, she would take Kamania to Inayah's house to deposit her work.

"Oh, it's early in the morning, Fahira, you are diligent. Ujang can take your job. Why bother bringing him here?" Inayah said happily. He is always satisfied with Fahira's knitwear which is always neat. Especially if Fahira makes a cardigan, nothing can beat Fahira's neatness. Also for new models, Fahira is quick to respond and he can also teach other workers who do not understand or are new.

"Our house is closer now, Inay. Anyway, what should I do today?"

"Make a dozen Fa sweaters for the children. Half a dozen cardigans, then make a dozen Sabrina collars. Take the yarn from the warehouse," replied Inayah.

"Oke."

"How's the new house, comfortable? Oh, iam is happy, Fahira. It turns out that your ex-father-in-law is very kind," said Inayah. Fahira nodded. "Yes, Mr. Ammar is really good, but he rarely talks. But if he has spoken... everyone is reluctant.

"Sometimes I can't understand it. She is your friend ... you used to help. Eh, why did you even become an actor."

"Ah, never mind. I have been sincere, let it be God who will repay," said Fahira.

"That's right, there will be karma later. Fa," said Inayah.

Fahira just nodded wearily. Saying the word sincere is very easy, but in practice, it is not easy.

"I'm only thinking about Kamania right now. I hope he gets a donor soon, even if it's just one side."

"There aren't many eye donors, Fa."

"Yes, that's right. If someone dies, an operation must be carried out immediately. Haah ... I'm very sorry. I should have insisted on demanding custody of Kamania. However, I realized that my financial condition was also not good. Gilang did not give anything at all "What for me. When I was kicked out, I only had a small amount of savings. If it wasn't for Inay's help, I don't know what to do anymore," said Fahira sadly.

Inayah just patted Fahira's shoulder gently. He felt very concerned about what had happened to Fahira. Even though Fahira's face is quite beautiful, not inferior to Hesti. Just because of education problems, her mother-in-law is being unfair.

"Fa, you are beautiful ... you are still very young. Ceuceu sure there are many men out there who are interested and can accept you as you are," said Inayah with a smile. Fahira just blushed while waving her hand.

"I don't care... I've never had treatment either. I just like to make geers," she chuckled.

"Ceuceu says whatever it is, Fa. You are indeed beautiful."

"Thank you, Nay. It's okay ... I'm going home, so I can go straight to work."

"Just let Ujang take it when it's finished. Just call later," said Inayah. Fahira nodded and immediately said goodbye.

How surprised Fahira was when he arrived. On the terrace of his house, someone sat waiting and ready to take him to war.

"Where have you been?!" Hesti snapped when she saw Fahira coming with Kamania.

"You've never studied manners? You said you went to college... a bachelor's degree. But you can always curse people at home. Are you still sane?" Fahira replied annoyed.

"Heh! You are the one who doesn't know manners! You must have asked the father to pay for Kamania's surgery, come on confess?!"

Fahira frowned.' How did Hesti know about this? thought Fahira.

"Are you surprised? I know everything because I overheard your father's conversation with the doctor yesterday!"

"Ooooh, so you were eavesdropping?!"

Hesti huffed in annoyance.

"That money should be for my son's needs! It's nice of you ... I make sure your child won't be able to see for the rest of his life!" Hesti shouted. Fahira ran out of patience. With glaring eyes, Fahira pushed Hesti's shoulder. It doesn't matter if Hesti insults her, but not with Kamania.

"Heh, you women who grab people's husbands! If anyone should be angry here it is me! You took my husband, made my life difficult, you took my son too. It's my son's turn to be in a disaster, it's good for you to just throw it away! Where are your brains?! Now you come to people's houses angry. Just so you know, I never asked you to pay for Kamania's hospital fees.

"Now you go before I scream thief and people come here to drag you to jail!" Fahira exclaimed.

"Y-you…."

"Why me? Are you surprised? I used to always give in, but not this time. I've learned from my mistakes and I'm determined to never give up again. Now you Go! GO!" Fahira shouted again.

Feeling that he was at a disadvantage, Hesti immediately left the house, while Fahira immediately carried Kamania and brought him into the house.

Hesti returned home with a sullen face. He was very upset. Especially after Fahira kicked him out. 'How dare that uneducated woman throws me out,' Hesti cursed in her heart.

When he got home, he saw his mother-in-law busy cooking. Meanwhile, his father-in-law is reading the newspaper.

"Where were you? Why don't you come in and say hello?" said Ammar without taking his eyes off the newspaper he was reading. Hesti seemed to be stuttering herself.

"Eh, iam sorry, sir. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Ammar.

"Where have you been? When you're pregnant, why do you want to keep wandering around!" said Endang suddenly was in the living room.

"Yes... just got out of the hospital, ma'am," answered Hesti.

"Not like usual, you didn't wait for Gilang to come home. Where did you go after the hospital?" asked Endang again.

"Looking at Kamania, ma'am. It turns out that he has moved out of his slum-rented house. Do you know that he even has his own house now?"

"You are suitable to be a gossip show reader. How could he have a house," sneered Endang?

"I asked the neighbors, he said his boss bought it. He pays from a deduction from his salary every month," answered Hesti.

"Not like usual you want to see Kamania?" Ammar commented while folding his newspaper. In his heart, Ammar praised Fahira's act of not rashly telling where the house was from. Fahira prefers to lie. But, that's the best.

"I just feel sorry for Kamania, sir. After all, Fahira works lowly, how can you give pocket money to Kamania," lied Hesti.

Ammar just chuckled at Hesti's statement. Ammar is very sure that Hesti cannot give money to Fahira. After all, Fahira will not accept Hesti's gift either. Ammar knows Fahira's character very well.

"Well then, you rest there. Next time you don't have to look at Fahira again, what are you doing. Just take care of your pregnancy," said Endang as she walked back to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Ammar went into his room. He didn't like Hesti that much.