Being Struggled Due to Debt
CHAPTER XX
That night, Shania was sitting at the stop, enjoying the bread and the shoots she had bought to prop up her hungry stomach from earlier. He saw Mr. Salim and his two children, who were standing by the road to watch, cars and motorcycles passing by, because the three of them were about to cross, the road. Mr. Salim took the hands of his children and then he led them, his hands were raised to give a cue to the rider so they could slightly reduce the speed of the vehicle, finally the three of them arrived on the other side safely. Mr. Salim then, went to lock the window of his stall, because it was time to close, but before his step until he was stopped by a woman who was not known. That woman is Shania.
“Pak..pak..excuse me sir.” Pekik Shania's. With his hands, he took Salim's hand. Mr. Salim cut off Shania's hand,
Mr. Salim stopped his steps and asked. “Who are you? A crazy person, huh? Or want jambret”
“No sir, I'm not crazy. And I am also not a snap.”
“I can ask for a moment sire time?”
“Sorry I don't have time. It's late, I'm sleepy so have to rush home.” Mr. Salim helped his two children to close the window.
“I'll pay if you have time.”
Mr. Salim's body straightened up. “I have time” said Mr. Salim, as his hand wiped the dust attached to the chair.
“Sit here” sir Salim thrust the chair at Shania.
Shania, put the buttocks on the bench. But a child Mr. Salim accidentally kicked the bench which made Shania almost fall.
“Sorry kak” said pleading. Mr. Salim came to his son and he grabbed the child's ear.
“Sorry son, for my son's disrespect. Please sit.”
“Ia pak”
“How much do you need? I mean what do I need?”
“Sir, it's old. Matre again.” Inner Shania.
“Gini sir. I have a cctv. So I asked you to check the recording last week.”
“He son. But, the person who operated the cctv had already gone home. While I do not know how to megeck and so on.”
At that time, Shania's face immediately turned grim “So well pak”
“Wait a minute son. I'll have my men come.”
Mr. Salim, then contacted his men, but no one came.
“Dad, let's go home,” whine son Mr. Salim.
“Before dear, father again serve guests.”
Shania who felt that it was disturbing, even because the time was so night, with a little concern for the unrest of her parents, flashed across her head, finally she asked for permission to go home.
“Pak, because the father's men have not come. So, I go home first? I'll be back here tomorrow.”
“He son. Careful. But the pay?” ask Mr. Salim seriously.
“Pay? You are not wrong to ask?. Time has not been anything has also asked for payment.”
“But, I've already dumped my wakutu for you. There is a saying that says “Time is money”
“He said the saying is so, but the concept is not like this either.” Shania refuted.
“Minimal DP first. If not, then I delete the cctv broadcast. Which one did you choose?”
Shania could no longer argue, she did not know what to use any more words, to be able to brainwash Mr. Salim, in the end, Shania gave a hundred coins as much as two pieces to Pak Salim. Shania who was full of misery, went from there.she stood by the road waiting for the taxi driver who came to take her home. On her way home, Shania is very upset that she is not getting any information but, instead, she has to spend money.
“Neng down where?” ask the motorcycleman.
“In front of house high in white,”
“Hah,” Shania's mouth was wide open, she was astonished because her feelings must have been a long journey, but this really is fast. Where the motorbike he was riding, was blind.
“Justify neng.”
“He, sir. here's the fare, the change just take it. Consider it alms.”
Shania opened the gate to enter the courtyard. He was surprised by the light of the Bugatti brand car lights illuminated his face, which contained beautiful eyes glare.
He who was suddenly standing in front of the car, made his father think that it was an apparition. What's more, today, is Friday. “Mama, no haguu!” romy chuckled, lowered his head, and closed his eyes with both hands.
“Mana papa? Mama don't see”
“That's mam, in front of us.”
Jeni got out of the car.
Shania walked over to the car her parents were driving.
“Papa, mom.” Sapa Shania's.
“Pap. This is Shania, not a ghost. Shania your father has been in horror movies so that's it. Mom's childhood, this beautiful one is called ghost”
Jeni holds both of Shania's shoulders. “You're okay, son. Still intact, right?”
“Still mam, don't see I'm still breathing?” Shania's Oversight.
“Shania” call Romy.
“Why papa? Want to say I'm a ghost?”
“No darling. Where the hell are you going? Mom and Dad are worried. If there is an interest outside, you should provide information to papa and mama.” Shania was not dizzy with what her papa said. As long as his papa spoke, he played the lips of his mouth.
Shania was already feeling very tired, due to the slow sitting on the bike. So he walked into his house.
“Shania.. Shania...hear your papa!”
“He's not my papa!” shania replied softly with serious facial water, she walked in while shaking her long hair.
Jeni stunned. Her entire body was hollow, her head falling on her husband's shoulders. “Papa, forgive Shania ya”
“He mam, what he said was not wrong. Papa just needs time, to take his heart.”
The couple walked in, following the steps of their son. Once inside, Romy puts his body on the sofa, while Jeni climbs the stairs to the second floor, following her son.
“tok..tok... tok” Jeni's hand knocked on Shania's room door.
“He mam. Why?”
“Mama, want to talk to you.”
“Tomorrow mam. It's already bedtime.” Shania replied from inside the room, slamming her body on the bed. Jeni heard the answer from her son, she felt something strange because the speech he said changed 90 degrees.
“Shania, open the door!!.” Jeni broke down her son's bedroom door.
“Mama, I told you. If I were sleepy. Tomorrow is not the end of time so there is still time mama” Shania cross and close her eyes.
“Shania is important” press Jeni.
“Yes Lord, give strength to the servant to face all this?” inner Jeni. Tears came out wetting her cheeks, as a result of Shania's speech, and mannerisms, which were completely beyond what she had been teaching. Isakan. Jeni wiped her tears with her hands. After she was clean she walked down to meet her husband who was still sitting on the sofa.