I'm a Qualified Old Virgin
Leaving Home

On the sidelines packing her clothes Syifa shed her tears. He felt heavy if he had to leave the house from birth he lived in. Too many good memories with his mother and also the Fatimah grandmother he passed through in this house. Although only simple, but in this house he grew up and grew up.

"Syifa, just grab some important items and leave the others behind. Just bring a few sets of clothes to change and valuables, but the small ones!" rosa said. He tried hard in front of Syifa even though it was broken in his heart.

This is pretty heavy for him, though. Especially if you think about how he can survive in the future. He only had a small deposit of money that was only enough to survive for a few months. That too with a very simple life.

In the future he does not know what work to be able to make money to survive. Because, he could not sell back because the stall he had to hand over to the greedy nephew Fatimah.

It reminds him of his past. Forced to leave the most comfortable place and forced to leave the house without bringing anything other than his body and some clothes.

It feels very chest tight and emotionally draining. Angry but to whom. Everything feels free. Now he does not know what to do and where to go.

"Ma, what really can't defend this house?" ask Syifa.

Rosa nodded with certainty. There was nothing he could do but leave this house.

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The next day Fatimah's grandmother's niece actually came early in the morning to collect her promise. Seeing him come Syifa and Rosa rushed out of the house while carrying her big bag.

"Assalamualaikum," said Ali entered the yard of the house.

"Waalaikumussalam," replied Syifa and her mother cf. Matt.

"I told you, it would never happen. I'm not going to trade myself for anything you offer Sir. I'd better leave now because there's no point also talking to you anymore!" rosa said firmly.

Rosa handed over the house papers as well as the documents related to the kiosk certificate she kept first. Then he went with Syifa.

"Come, Syifa, we're leaving now!" abugn.

"Hey, you sure don't want to stop by first. Ane will let you stay here before finding a place to stay" Ali exclaimed, trying to restrain them. He was upset at the loss of the two angels.

Syifa turned to look at the house for the last time.

"Sir, when the house turned to you. Then we'll make sure we never set foot there again!" he then went back to his mother.

Syifa and her mother walked down the aisles of the arab village with sadness. The tears washed the veil she was wearing. A step away from the house, his legs felt limp. But he still forced it.

"Ma, where are we going now?" ask Syifa.

"We're looking for an affordable place to stay Syifa. Then we think about where we are going" answered Rosa.

They walked along the highway in search of cheap lodging.

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