Sorry, For Your Wounds!
Special guest

"Eh? mr Keenan? let's go in, sorry these sacks on the stack here. Again harvest season" kekeh sir kades not tasty at once embarrassed, with the state of his living room that looks very messy.

"It's easy sir, rich as anyone. This just stopped by, it's been fishing with my son." Reply Keenan while helping the kades sir move the sack inside without hesitation.

"Thank you Mr. Keenan, well, this is me being a guest. From the city anyway" mr. Kades rubbed his nape unpleasantly.

"Okay sir, oya, Den, salim pak kades first son." Keenan's decree that was immediately carried out by the child.

"My hands were dirty, this is." His words are getting bad. Because the sifaf said the Sudibyo family was always making residents condolent.

"It's okay sir, my hands are dirty too. Earlier, the fishing abs that could not be obtained" kekeh Eiden melted the atmosphere.

"Who? isn't the river water receding again?" ask sir kades astonished, at least get 1-2 river fish. If it can't be at all, it means there's something wrong.

"Misgotten the bait sir. I just point without asking the seller." Said Keenan laughing crisply then followed by the kades sir.

"Khemmmm..." Keenan tried to string words together, to make it sound better to digest.

"So sir, our arrival here was actually unplanned. Back home fishing, on the way, we accidentally ran into a girl, who was struggling to drag her onthel bike." Keenan paused his sentence while glancing at the child who looked tense.

"So we intend to help bring the sack of the girl. But like him, his son was a little afraid maybe because he did not know maybe." Keenan chuckled at being followed by Mr. Kades even though he did not know who the guest meant.

"We decided to follow her through another path. It turns out that his house is only a few meters from the village entrance." then the story also flows surfing the river water, pak kades only mangosteen also occasionally flanged his head.

"So, sir, the story. I'm sorry if we seem presumptuous, but this concerns a girl who should have her affection as well as protection. But even hurt with no feelings." Keenan continued to explain their good intentions so that there is no misunderstanding.

Mr. Kades was seen sighing "so this is Mr. Keenan, the girl's name is Imah. His father died last year, automatically the family's needs depend on the income of Imah, as a rice field worker also laborers on tea plantations. Her father married a one-child widow, who is now a stepmother to Imah. But indeed the character has been not good from the beginning, but the late Mr. Mudin always defended him. On the grounds that his wife was willing to accept the illiterate image, it was better." Heavy breathing Back heard.

"This year the worst, Imah forced to work like a buffalo ploughing fields. Untiring the poor girl works to meet the needs of her mother and step-sister. He himself never enjoyed his own work. Imah still often eats baked or boiled cassava to fill her stomach. The grain he brought should not be enjoyed, for fear of not enough. It's always been like that the reason given by her stepmother was. Imah can eat rice if there are neighbors who give it, or if he is asked to help the rendang at events. His life was a pity, but we couldn't do anything."

"Before, long ago when his late father was still alive. Imah was never fed for two days just for accidentally emptying her step sister's clothes. His father also beat his son. Until there are residents in this village took the initiative to care for Imah making her an adopted child. But the husband and wife threatened to do more if at any time meet Imah. We're still a village, so it's hard to make a choice. Finally, Imah left until now with her stepmother." Mr. Kades finished his sentence with a heavy voice, seen if he also stored empathy for the poor girl.

Keenan seemed to think, then turned to look at the child who was also staring at him with a look of hope.

"So I mean, if in this village her life is still in terror by her stepmother. What if I bring it, of course with the help of the kades sir and the local villagers. I just need the support of my father as a reluctant person and the leader of this village." Keenan paused his words.

"It doesn't mean anything. If the peace and tranquility of life can not get protection in this village, at least with me and my family. May work later also continue her education. I'm sorry to see a child his age was even treated arbitrarily by people who should be able to keep also love him." Mr. Kades was seen nodding slowly, a sign that the middle-aged man understood the direction of Keenan's conversation.

"If I personally strongly agree Mr. Keenan, especially Imah already has no biological family in the village here. Tell you what, what if we just go straight to his house? maybe we can negotiate a little bit with Nurma's mother. Let's see how he reacts, if he still opposes, then we can pose a little threat. Although it sounds cruel but what can be done, if it can not be invited to compromise anymore." Keenan agrees, with them to the poor girl's house.

Don't ask again how Eiden feels the responsibility of the teenager looks so calm.

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"Can't! I will not give it to anyone. She had to return the favor to me for giving her free food and shelter!" Reject Nurma firmly. The woman even kicked a pack of kades out of her house without a care anymore.

"If you still refuse, then I will complain about your violence to the image earlier. It just so happened that my son recorded it to completion." Threaten Keenan turns to plan B. Nurma's face was pale. So was her daughter, because she was the one who gave her mouth to her mother.

After a debate, Nurma finally released Imah. On condition, Keenan must pay 20 million then Imah he will be released willingly. Keenan also agreed, by promising tomorrow himself will bring the money. But Imah had to stay with her that night as well. Keenan men DP money that happened to be in his wallet of 1.2 million rupiah. Nurma's face instantly brightened. It even pushed Imah towards Keenan violently.

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"Indeed who is our special guest, until Abi ask to add all the menu?" grumbled Elsye upset, she was sitting pretty should back in the kitchen help the mother fry chicken.

"Umi also did not know, abi talked about it very quickly. Rich hastily so, wait a minute." Aeumi glanced at the wall clock that already showed at half-eight in the evening. A little late for dinner, not to mention her husband and son will definitely take a shower when they arrive.

"Abi likes gini, sebel" Elsye pursed her irritated lips. The reason, the father had told Arumi, to lend a set of clothes his daughter for the guest. And it is impossible for Arumi to give ordinary clothes, because she does not know, as special as what the guest is.

"Udah, his face should not be bent. Later go home umi replace, teteh can choose the one you like. Soon enough to be a birthday" persuaded Arumi, the girl in less than a month will even be 15 years old.

"Promise me, I want two dresses. Trus the others too," demanded Elsye began to visit, Keenan always taught his children to appreciate every rupiah sheet. So that they understand the meaning of hard work is not as easy as swiping a credit card.

"Yes promise" said Arumi so that her daughter does not constantly careless. It was not nice if their guest came, greeted the unfriendly face of his eldest daughter.