The Passion of the Doctor Duda
Chapter 60 (Karma?)
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Mama Yesha panicked when reported by her ART if at her house there were police who came. At that time she went home and left her husband still lying weak in a hospital bed and even her lips look slanted due to a heart attack that she experienced to stroke.
"W-What is this, sir?" mama Yesha asked frantically when she saw the number of police in her house and some police were sticking papers that read 'this house is confiscated'.
"We're going to confiscate this house, Mom! And please do not block our work, "the police commander said firmly.
"d-foreclaimed? N-no way! W-don't confiscate my house, sir! This is my house no one has the right to take this house" said Mama Yesha blocking the police.
"Bapak Handoko can not pay off his debt and this house in Sita by the Bank. Please cooperate, ma'am, we're just running errands. Our mother gave us 15 memits to clean the clothes of the mother who was inside after that Mother had to leave this house as soon as possible" the police said firmly.
Mama Yesha was hysterical, she was prostrating at the foot of the police. "I beg you not to confiscate our house, sir! Hiks...hikss..want to live where we are if this house is confiscated?" mama Yesha said with tears. He continued to plead with the police not to confiscate his house but all the police did not budge.
"You don't have much time, Mom! Or did you walk out of this house without clothes?" the police said firmly.
"All the assets that are in this house we have seized. You are only allowed to bring clothes, please go in and clean your clothes because the time is not much" said the police coldly.
Mama Yesha looked very limp. He begged and kowtowed before the police was no longer useful, with a very broken feeling mama Yesha walked into her house which was now seized by the police with a stagger.
"Mrs, I help!" said the maid who works at Yesha's mom's house.
Mama Yesha just nodded softly. He was completely unable to take care of his clothes as his heart was completely shattered at this moment. He hajya can lament his fate that has fallen poor.
"It's over, My!" said maid mama Yesha slowly, she also felt compassion with her employer who is now her former employer.
"Please excuse me earlier, yeah. S-I asked for my last severance because I also did not have the money to go back to his village," said the aunt unpleasantly.
Mama Yesha looked at her former maid sadly. Just pay his aides he can't now? Then what should he do because all his money is definitely frozen by the bank.
Mama Yesha opened her bag with only one money in her wallet. "B-bi sorry I can only pay aunty 800 grand. Again I am sorry Bi! Hiks..hiks... I have fallen poor Bi," said Mama Yesha again crying.
The aunt received the money that Yesha's mother gave her. Although his salary was not paid in full but he was grateful because Yesha's mother still wanted to give her money to pay for her work.
"Hiks..hiks... I fell poor, Bi! I can't live like this! I won't be able to!" racau Mama Yesha with sobbing.
Aunty could only listen to her former employer's complaints. Although Yesha's mother looks cruel but her salary is always paid on time, but this time the aunt understands her former employer who is being hit by disaster.
"Patiently, Yes. Then I'll go home, yeah!" bibi said softly leaving Mama Yesha alone who was still crying a mouthful.
"Mom's time is up please get out of this house!" said the cop who made Yesha's mom grow weak.
"Yes God... Is this karma for me?" mama Yesha muttered painfully.
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Fathan stared flat at his already helpless papa. Papa Handoko's eyes moved like he wanted to convey something but his voice was not heard at all because it was stuck in the throat. Even moving his body was very difficult.
"Fathan, help Papa!" maybe that's what Papa Handoko would say to Fathan.
Chequek...
Papa Handoko's door opened featuring mama Yesha who looked messy.
Fathan also stared at his mother flatly, there was a bit of pity for his parents but that was the karma his parents had to gain that had separated him from Tri.
"F-fat!" mumble Mama Yesha with a soft look.
"Mama's and Papa's houses and all the assets we had were confiscated by the police!" mama Yesha cried again in front of Fathan.
Fathan is not flinching. "Because of your mistake also the hospital owned by Fathan has also been taken expertly by Mr. Akbar Mahendra. We are poor!" fathan said coldly.
"These hospitals are also being picked up by experts?" asked Mama Yesha in a stammer.
"Do you know because of what?" ask Fathan flatly.
Mama Yesha shook her head because she really did not know what was the cause of the Mahendra and Brawijaya families doing all this to her family.
"Because Mama and papa kicked Tri out of Fathan's house. You don't know if Tri is already considered a family by the two big families? You guys hate people wrong!" fathan said coldly clenching his hands together so tightly that his veins were visible.
Mama Yesha smothered her mouth with her hands, she did not expect that Tri was very close to the two families.
"M-mama don't know j-if T-tri..."
"Whatever the reason Fathan can't forgive mom and dad easily!" fathan said coldly.
"The doctor came! Mama has to pay papa's administrative care fee! Fathan can't help at all because Fathan doesn't have any money! Fathan is still disappointed with mom and dad!" fathan said coldly and passed away leaving his mother who had fallen on the floor.
"Arghhh... We're poor, Pa!" mama Yesha hit the floor. While Papa Handoko could not respond to anything other than tears of regret that came out of the corner of his eyes.
"M-mama, forgive p-papa!" muttered Papa Handoko in the heart who could do nothing.
Their lives were ruined because of their own mistakes!