Being Struggled Due to Debt
CHAPTER XI
After nearly two hours of play, Ayunda was exhausted causing her to fall asleep that afternoon. Gabriel carried his daughter into the room. She placed her daughter carefully on the bed and left her alone. He closed the door.
“Ceeklak”
then turn to where they play to clean up the toys that are scattered there, here. Put all into town organizer.
‘In kitchen’
Gabriel met his wife to convey the purpose of the three men's arrival.
“Mother, we have to pay the debt in this week”
“But we don't have any money dad.”
“That's what's confusing dad. I don't want from where else.” Say Gabriel while holding jaw and screaming in pain “Aaaah.”
“Let's try to borrow from dad's friends.”
“Alright then.”
Finally, that very afternoon, Gabriel cleaned his body, and used jeans, a white crutch shirt, and wore sandals as footwear. With fifty thousand from Hana, Gabriel took public transportation to the city center, when he got there, Gabriel went to look for a loan. He visited from one office to another, but no one wanted to help him. Actually it could be, however, because he was not currently working, then the treasurer who was in each of the offices made a mockery to lend to him. The duration of walking makes him hungry and thirsty and even exhausted to have to rest. Gabriel rests in front of a food stall owned by Mama Ona. Thirst is accompanied by a stomach sound.
“Gruuuk..gruuk.” he finally chose to enter the shop. On his side in the stall he was approached by a female servant.
“Excuse me sir. What do you want to eat?” he handed her the menu list. Gabriel picked up a piece of paper that had been pressed, then looked through the food menu in this shop. Other than that, he was looking for a cheap price. After almost a minute, he was asked back by the server “Select which one sir?” tananya while clucking pissed “Cccck”
“I choose this one only, non” replied Gabriel as his finger pointed at the fried rice toge image.
“Then drink?” Ask the cynical waiter.
“Air white only, non.” Without looking at the waiter, Gabrial replied in a voice full of gentleness, returning the menu list to the waiter. The paper was pulled roughly from Gabriel's hand.
Waiting for food to come, though, Gabriel saw through the window that a black Alphard had entered the garage in a building across the street he saw two black-clad men coming out through the back door of the car someone who exits through the front door of the car. One of them opened the left car door, seen a man whose age ranges from 35 or 40 years wearing an all-black outfit out of the same car using brown leather shoes brogue brand Foostep Footwear. The body is covered in a black Hamlin-branded white underwear and cloth pants from the Balenciaga brand are also fitted with a black tie that coils around his neck. The three men stood around the man in a tie who had just got out of the car. The one on the left, the one on the right, while the one holding the suitcase stood in the back. The man in black tie stood in the middle with his face upright facing the building that read PTP. Tala Wai.
Seeing that, Gabriel said. “Three people must be bodyguards, for him the last one out of the car.”
“Excuse me sir, here's the food” a waiter with a soft voice. Suddenly shocked Gabriel moved the gaze of the man in his tie towards the woman who served him food with a full gaze Gabriel looked at the woman, from head to toe.
“You were?”
“Not sir, who first served the father was my friend”
“Ouh bede” panties
“What's different sir?” Ask the waiter while serving food to Gabriel on the table.
“Neighborly non.” Gabriel speaks like a gago.
“Good then. Excuse me sir.”
“Ia. Thanks.”
When the waiter hasn't left Gabriel's desk. Gabriel called out to him from behind. “Non where to drink!”
All visitors were shocked.
They looked at Gabriel. Some even laughed loudly.
Gabriel who was embarrassed just lowered his head while scraping the touge with a spoon of forks. Not nearly a minute he lifted his head and turned left and right to see if the visitors were still looking at him or not. It seems no longer.
The area in the middle of his body was already very hungry, asking to be filled. So did not wait for long Gabriel ate a plate of fried rice that was already in front of his eyes voraciously.
The same waiter came, brought him a watercup with a plastic cup, and put it on Gabriel's table without saying anything he left. Gabriel poured the water into the glass to the brim and then sipped it.
“ahhh,” Thirst slumps away, along with five or six grains of rice going into the stomach.
After finishing the meal, without waiting long Gabriel prgi to the cashier table, to pay for the food.
“excuse me mbak, want to pay”
“By know, what do you eat?”
“I eat fried rice toge” replied Gabriel, while giving money 50,000 rupiah. The money was taken shortly, the waiter returned the money of 35,000 rupiah. Gabril took the change, and hurried away. He crossed the Orchid road to go to the PTP Wai Tala office. However, before he reached the front of the office, he was approached by an old man who asked for help.
“Father can you help me?” he said while looking here and there.
“What do you help sir?” “If I am able, then I will help.”
“Help me to cross Jalan”
“Bby sir. That's very permissible.”
Gabriel held onto Grandpa's hand, they stood under the traffic lights to wait for the red light. After three minutes of waiting, the green light was replaced with red. All the cars and motorcycles stopped, very regularly and neatly. So Gabriel held tight, the man's hand, then hurriedly led him across the street. When it was on the road, Gabriel returned back, to the office. However, when his light steps were about to go inside, he was dismissed by a security.
“What do you want?”
“I want to meet four men who just entered into”
“What is the need?”
“No need anything I just want to meet.”
“Then can not enter” “Clothes like this, must be a beggar” muttered security.
However, Gabriel still insisted on being able to enter.
“Pak. Sir stop sir.” Said security, as his hands were stretched out to block Gabriel. But again Gabriel insisted on entering.
“Pak please stop!” Said security harshly while throwing a punch at Gabriel's jaw. Good luck with the sound of the shout “stoop..!!” from a woman stopping him, otherwise. Perhaps, Gabriel's lips had already been broken, or perhaps his teeth had broken one.
“What is this?” Ask the woman. He is an office clerk who works in the online sales and marketing department.
“It's mom, this guy wants to meet the boss but, I don't allow”
“Why not allowed to enter.”
“Because he has no reasonable reason.”
“Then, don't allow him to enter”
“well bu.”
“You watch him. Or drive him out of here.” The woman's orders.