As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapters 1. Jelita the filial son

Saturday at the top and best university in the country. A girl was cleaning a yard of dried leaves.

"Srek!. .. srek!. srek! ...."

The sound of a broomstick breaks the silence on a quiet campus as students still enjoy their semester break.

"Dammit!" call an old father a gardener.

Jelita turned to the source of the voice with a smile she asked, "Yes Mr Budi, what is calling me?"

"Rest first, let's sit down with you. Oiya what about your mother?" asked this man once in a while to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Jelita lowered her head, she felt sad if she remembered the condition of her mother who was sick, by trying hard Jelita replied to the question. "Mother is still the same, no progress has been made."

Mr. Budi felt pity, what power he was just a poor person and could not bring a friend to seek treatment. Without feeling Budi gave a long sigh, he took something from the pocket of a shabby shirt he was wearing and gave it to Jelita.

"Here you have a little money, you can use it to buy side dishes."

Jelita refused a gift from Mr. Budi, he felt he owed a lot to him. "No need sir, yesterday's debt I haven't returned."

Pak Budi smiled then grabbed Jelita's hand which was still holding a broomstick. "Not considered debt. I'm willing to give this to you, son."

"But Mr ...."

"Don't refuse, just take it. You continue to work again." Budi left Jelita and went back to work.

Giving from Pak Budi makes Jelita cry. Although the money in his hands was only worth ten thousand rupiah, but for Jelita who was born as a poor child the fortune was very valuable.

Jelita wiped her tears and walked up to Mr. Budi, he grabbed the old man's hand and looked at a hand with a slight wrinkle and blackish color due to sunburn.

Closing both eyes, Jelita put her forehead on the back of Mr. Budi's hand and said, "Thank you Sir, Jelita please take a moment to see Mom."

"Together, go and come back quickly."

Mr. Budi rubbed on Jelita's head and looked at the young girl from a distance, with a sad heart he had to see the struggle of the young boy in living a life that was so heavy.

"The poor boy, since childhood, has lived in his father's house. Now must support himself and also treat his sick mother." Mr. Budi continued to mutter in his heart once in a while he shook his head at the thought of the rigors of this life.

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Yeah! This world is indeed unfair to some people including Jelita, with footsteps continuing to move him towards a house that is not too far from where he works.

Plain warm porridge worth five thousand rupiah he held tightly, hoping his mother did not starve when he himself had felt the pain in his stomach.

"Kreeott ...."

The door of the fragile wood was opened slowly. Saying his greetings, Jelita came in and rushed to her mother. Without opening his old flip-flops, Jelita entered the floor which was still in the form of red land.

She found her mother lying on a weathered bed, Jelita reached her slightly bent and stiff hands and kissed the back of her hands.

"Jelita stopped by with food, wait a minute, Miss Jelita will take the bowl first."

Jelita rushed to the kitchen to pick up a bowl and a spoon and opened the porridge she bought and poured it over the potty bowl that had been washed clean.

"Mother's lunch first."

The weak body he rested on the head of the bed to be slightly elevated, then slowly and patiently Jelita began to feed Mother who had difficulty eating due to a stroke that made Mother's body partially paralyzed.

Mother's sense of feeling shook like she wanted to talk and ask her daughter something. Jelita who understood the mother's worries quickly said, "Jelita has eaten Mom."

One by one spoon filled with soft porridge it goes into the sense of taste of Mother, while occasionally Jelita menjaitannya by scooping drinking water to make it easier for Mother to swallow the porridge.

Mother stopped she gave a sign that she had eaten enough by tightly closing her lips and closing her eyes.

"There is still a little left, dear if discarded," Jelita's mind felt redundant.

Jelita stared at the leftover porridge and did not feel him gulping, both hands slightly trembling because of the hunger he was experiencing. Then without disgust he finished the remaining porridge until it ran out.

After feeding the Mother, this filial child does not forget to give medicine and also clean the dirty from the body of the Mother. There was no disgust or complaint in taking care of her mother, for in her heart and mind she was a noble hearted angel.

It felt like Mom had felt comfortable, Jelita then said goodbye. "Jelita is back at work, ma'am." Do not forget he left it back to the next door neighbor to tell any news about Mom.

"Thank you Bi, Jelita tipped Mother and soon Jelita will go home after work," said Jelita so respectful and polite.

"It's okay Jelita, let your mother Aunt take care of ya. You just work hard. This is lunch for Aunt's husband, please give it yes," Bi Sumi replied and handed the rice wrap to Jelita.

Jelita took the rice wrap covered in the bag of crackle and replied to Bi Sumi. "Iya Bi, Jelita will love Pak Budi. Jelita says yes Bi."

"Be careful."

Jelita then goes back to college to work, finishing her pending job.

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Chandra Men's Mansion.

Meanwhile in the courtyard of a luxurious Mansion, a handsome young man was heating up an iron horse of his.

"The room! broom up!"

The man spurred the gas fast while reflecting on a mirror on his motorcycle rearview he smiled admiring himself.

"Hi Michael you're so handsome!" said the man flicked his finger and winked one eye.

"Are you ready to go?" ask the man to himself.

"Of course I'm ready, I'm always ready for anything!" the young man answered his own question.

Michael rubbed his hair back and then wore a helmet with SNI logo. In spirit he jerked the standard two buttresses on his bike with his feet.

"Dude!"

The bike was ready to go fast, but a woman screamed Michael's name.

"Hei Michael Chandra Son!"

"Kait!" Michael pressed the brakes quickly.

"What's up Mi?" michael asked, looking back.

A beautiful mistress was on her waist with a slightly irritated face seeing her son want to run away. "Where are you going?"

"You need to take a walk!" michael replied from a distance.

"Don't forget Monday you have started to go to college, prepare yourself not to wander until night!" shouted the Madam whose full name is Carisa Lie Djuanda the wife of a wealthy businessman from Mr. Nathanael Chandra Putra.

"Ready Mi!" Michael then left his mother.

"Ck ck! young people today. How can play continue, then continue when can the success!" the Mistress muttered while shaking her head.

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Seriate.