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“Aru, is it true that Bu Ranti said?” Bu Nita's question then sounded riled mixed with worry after hearing and diving into Bu Ranti's statement.
Arunika who was also surprised at the notice of Bu Ranti, slowly her shoulders also relaxed along with her mother's question that demanded an answer. He was confused, should answer honestly or kinkly so as not to make his mother think.
“Aru, answer Mom's question! Is it true that you were arrested for having debts to those people? What do you owe for? And who are those people?” ask Mom streak. “Do-not... What are they Master's orders?” She covered her mouth with one hand, afraid that what had just been said was true.
Aru tears on her cheeks when she saw her mother's face that she loved turned pale. His mother thought he was in debt and it made him sad.
My mother's pair of eyes had also been coated by a clear crystal. Aru's body is increasingly decays accompanied by a sobbing that he can not control. As it had been, Aru would not be able to hide anything from his mother. Especially with debt problems like this.
“Aru, replied Mother! Don't confuse Mom. Do you owe Master?” Mother's voice shakes. The corner of the tip of his eye had appeared to be a speck of clear liquid that was ready to fall.
And as far as I know, Aru can not borrow money from the person if not in a desperate situation such as having to pay the debt of the Father to someone else.
Now she is gone and her husband is no longer in debt to anyone. Mother had paid off the remaining debt the day before the accident. However, seeing Arunika who cries like this makes Mother think that it is true that her daughter has debt.
“Bu Nita, try to calm down first.” Bu Ranti momentarily calmed Bu Nita who kept shaking her daughter's shoulder. Asking her to sit in the original place and give a swab to the back of her house assistant.
“Father has debt?” Bu Nita asked between surprise and disbelief. Which debt, he thought.
“Iya, Mom. You have debt. The motorbike he had worn during the accident first, it belonged to the borrowed Master. The motorcycle was destroyed. So they asked for damages.”
This incident happened again in his mind, when the herd of thugs chased and hurt him without caring Aru whimpering in pain. How cruel this life is to torture him. It is not imagined what kind of life will be lived if he is really sold.
“Yes God, Fatheraaak! Already dead too you left problems for us!” Ms. Nita's hysterical. Soon Arunika stood up, hugging her mother tightly.
“Already, Mom, please do not cry,” pinta the girl even though herself is still crying.
“Yes, Ms. Nita. No need to cry. I'll help to pay that debt.” Ms. Ranti chimed in because she already knew how the family's economy.
“But, Mom.. Our debt is already too much to Bu Ranti. How will we pay it off?” Arunika responds between happy and confused. His family had asked too much for help in the form of materials to the good woman.
“Yes, Miss Ranti. We have too often borrowed money Bu Ranti,” said Mother in between her stuffing. “We feel bad.”
Ms. Ranti smiled warmly, “No need to hesitate so, Ms. Nita. I already consider Bu Nita like my family. I will help as much as I can. Tomorrow we go to the man's house, ‘ya.”