As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapters 12. Late home

At night.

Jelita was late to return home because of the many unpleasant events that flooded her today. Although her footsteps were a little shaky due to fatigue, but Jelita continued to try to move quickly so that she could get home quickly.

Along the way to his house, Jelita thought about the incident in the campus, how the students' bad attitude treated Jelita all day.

Jelita sighed and massaged her shoulder. "They're dumping everywhere, making the whole floor dirty with dirt and pelting me with papers filled with insults. They were really outrageous, already tormenting me to this kind of exhaustion ... My God, what about my fate tomorrow, are they gonna prank me worse than today?"

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A little while later Jelita finally arrived home, he paused for a moment in front of the door and put on a cheerful face and threw away the fatigue on his face before he went inside so that Mother would not worry when she saw his pitiful self.

Arriving in Jelita's room approached and kissed Mother's forehead. "Mother ... Jelita's gone home from work, sorry today she came home a little late. Jelita had extra work on campus. Jelita take a shower first yes, all of you want to lift the clothesline."

Mother glanced and winked, "Ehm .." Mother replied as if she wanted to nod.

Jelita is grateful that Mr. Budi did not tell Mother everything about the events that abounded him while working on campus.

He and his wife even help Jelita take care of and take care of Mom when she was late coming home. Otherwise, I would have been starving and uncomfortable at this time.

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After cleaning the body and lifting the clothesline, Jelita began to take care of her already starving stomach. But unfortunately because he was late to go home, the vegetables in his house were stale because it was late warmed.

The sad condition was also seen when he looked towards the steamer, the cold rice inside the steamer was only half a centong.

But Jelita is still grateful, he never complained about his condition is all lacking. He took the instant noodles half the parts he had stored before, then cooked them as a substitute for vegetable sauce.

"It's okay, there is still instant noodles," said Jelita who always cheered her.

After finishing dinner he did not forget to fulfill the responsibility of completing additional work, which is to rub the clothes he had washed before.

He took out some charcoal leftover wood burning in the stove inside the kitchen, then put it into his mother's sturdy iron iron iron.

The simple iron without electricity was black, there were holes on the right side and also the left. Its use was quite simple, Jelita only needed to heat the wood charcoal that he had put into the iron iron and turn it into embers by way of a fan.

"Whoa! whoa! whoa!"

The fan from the bamboo matting in Jelita's hand moved quickly and after the iron was hot enough, Jelita began to rub all the clothes to make it slippery.

One by one the clothes had been ironed neatly, he occasionally monitored the embers in the iron to keep burning by fanning them periodically and if the iron iron was too hot and began to stick, sticky, Jelita menjaitanya by rubbing the iron on a sheet of banana leaves which is also as a base to make it slippery again.

Sometimes the heat from the embers flew in all directions and without permission perched in his arms.

"Aw hot, hot!" said Jelita slowly while shaking her hand that was hit by the burning embers immediately and biting the lower lip so as not to cause a noise that could wake her mother.

Jelita did it all patiently, even though she was exhausted after working on campus all day. But for the sake of additional money worth twenty thousand rupiah, Jelita get rid of his fatigue.

The money is planned Jelita will collect to buy a used wheelchair. While the salary of working on campus after being cut by debt and other needs, the rest will be saved for Mother's treatment.

But Jelita does not know when the plan will be realized, because there are always unexpected expenses that require him to use personal savings.

***

"Figur ... Finally done too, now look at Mom and sleep."

Jelita went into the room, she looked at her mother who had fallen asleep. I don't know why he always can't stand to see the condition of a sick mother.

"Mother .. must have felt uncomfortable like that. Must have hurt all my body ...." Jelita cried while covering her mother's body.

Jelita muttered in her heart.

"If you're still alive, maybe we're not this hard. I don't know how much longer our debt on campus will be paid off. May Jelita always be strong to face everything, as well as the insults of the rich people either until when they will stop insulting Jelita."

Jelita wiped her tears, then crawled up to the bed and slept beside her mother. He slowly closed his eyes and hoped that tomorrow he could face the outrageous attitude of the students.

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On Campus.

Day after day of exchange, Jelita had been receiving unpleasant treatment from the students there until she was accustomed to accept it and consider it as daily food.

"Prophe Jelita, you must be patient. Don't let them win" said Jelita, stroking her chest to see the students' behavior.

"PUBBLE!"

Posts with large letters were written real on the body of the bucket that Jelita used to mop the floor until the bucket logo was no longer visible because it was tightly covered with insults.

Not to mention with all the unexpected jobs he always worked on. "Did they not get tired of always making trouble with me every day, until they had time to make a job that is not the subject here?" said Jelita felt astonished when she saw an unusual sight right in front of her.

The educated class of students and also from the upper class was in a mess with table chairs that tipped back and forth like they were exposed to the storm.

Jelita let out a long sigh and then with passionate enthusiasm she began to tidy up the messy class before the students showed up.

As Jelita was tidying up the class with great difficulty, someone noticed Jelita from a distance. He chuckled happily when he saw Jelita in distress.

"Are you happy Mike, it's the actions of my men that have troubled him" said Floren who suddenly stood behind Michael.

Michael nodded, "I'm happy as long as he's in such distress, just don't play rough with him. But Flo's been tormenting him for a week like that, so why is he still hanging on and insisting on staying here?" ask Michael to Floren.

Floren smiled and replied, "Info from my men, he survived because of his mother."

Michael looked back and saw Floren. "His mother?"

Floren nodded. "Yes ... His mother."

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