As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapter 4. Return card.

In the afternoon.

Jelita saw that Mr. Budi had reached home, he rushed to meet him to borrow something.

"Pak Budi wait a moment," said Jelita to prevent Pak Budi from entering his house.

"Well, what's up Jelita?" ask Mr. Budi.

Jelita answered Mr. Budi's question and asked permission, "Sorry Mr. Budi, can Jelita borrow your bicycle?"

"Can, what's my son for?" ask Mr. Budi.

"Jelita wants to go to someone's house to return the item that fell on campus yesterday, sir" Jelita replied.

Budi immediately remembered the young man. "Oh student card?"

Jelita nodded. "Yes Sir. How did you know?" jelita asked confused.

"Oh it turns out that the youth card is the same as you, thank God. Last time the guy came looking for the card, he said he fell in the area but did not meet. Yes, you have lent and quickly return the card," replied Mr. Budi and handed his bike to Jelita.

Jelita greeted the bike and said, "Oh so sir, well thank you."

Mr. Budi nodded slowly and asked back, "Do you know where the address is?"

"Know Sir. The address he has on this card, "Jelita replied and then took the card from the bag and showed it to Mr. Budi.

He took the card shown by Jelita and looked carefully and at once he was surprised to find out the big name of the young man.

"C-chandra's Son!" Mr. Budi gulped and widened his eyes.

Jelita who saw Mr. Budi was surprised immediately asked, "Why Mr. Budi, do you know this person?"

Mr. Budi nodded and replied. "The Chandra Putra family is the richest and most respectable family in the country, they are very kind especially the Madam and the Grand Master of the family."

The curiosity of Pak Budi's fear made him ask again, "Then why do you feel like you are afraid when you see the big name of their family?"

Mr. Budi sighed. "They are a kind family, but many dangerous people are also around them. Jelita, we better not deal much with that rich family."

"Good Mr. Budi." Jelita nodded according to the advice of Mr. Budi, although he did not know how much about the family.

"Good Son. Yes, it is now gone, about your mother so that the Father and Bi Sumi take care of her," said Mr. Budi.

"Thank you sir, Jelita will be back soon. Jelita said goodbye first," Jelita replied and then rode the old bicycle.

"Be careful!" reply Pak Budi looked at Jelita who passed away.

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20 Minutes later.

Jelita has arrived at a Mansion where her address is listed on the card.

"Finally there." Jelita then got off the bike, then led the bike up to the main gate of the entrance of the mansion.

"It's so high, the gate of his house is so big, how about the contents inside," muttered Jelita astonished.

"Ting tong! ... Ting tong!"

The bell rang and it did not take long the iron gate was opened slowly displaying something that made Jelita sculpt for a moment.

Jelita was confused by what her own eyes saw. Looking around he wondered to himself, "D-where is his home? why is there only a green lawn with an area the size of twice the football field and a road for cars."

He was overwhelmed and did not dare to go inside until finally a security officer came to Jelita and asked, "Sorry Neng, find who, have you promised Mr and Madam before?"

"Sorry sir, I'm just looking for someone. Is it true that T-Master Michael lives here?" asked Jelita stammering with fear.

The security guard looked at Jelita from head to toe, seeing that Jelita's appearance, unlike other distinguished guests, made this officer not allow Jelita to enter.

"Right, this is Mr. Michael's house. But I'm sorry if there's no interest it's better to get out of this house quickly" said the officer, who wanted to close the gate.

Jelita who saw the officer suspected him immediately she said, "But sir, I just want to give him back something he lost."

Jelita tried to make the man believe, but before Jelita explained the purpose of his arrival there, the officer instead said, "Sorry Neng, if it takes a donation just say it directly does not need a stale base, the officer said, all reasons to see young master."

Jelita was furious to hear the words of the officer and then confirmed loudly. "Sorry sir, but I'm not a beggar!"

The attendant stopped closing the door and asked, "Did you have an appointment with Young Master before?"

Jelita. "I did not have an appointment with your Young Master, I just came here to return the student card that was lost on campus just that."

The officer remained distrustful of Jelita, with the officer putting on an annoyed face saying something that made Jelita realize her poverty.

"Isn't it self-glazed? all the guests who come here are people who look neat and honorable. If you're not here to ask for donations, then what else. People like you have come here often, for the same reason using this surname in order to earn money. Don't interfere with my duties, you better get out of here before I resort to violence!" the security officer said he quickly closed the gate.

But before the door closed, Jelita's hand prevented him from handing the card to the security guard and said, "Give him this card, so I can go home quietly." Jelita then left without saying any more.

The clerk read the card and immediately realized his mistake, "It turns out that the girl actually handed over the master's property without asking for a penny."

The door quickly opened again but the person he was looking for had gone somewhere. With his hands scratching his head not because of itching, the officer was even afraid if scolded by his big mistress later.

"Ware if the big madam finds out I'm scolding a good man, get mad at me all-out."

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Meanwhile Jelita pedaled an old bicycle immediately leaving a luxurious mansion behind. His heart felt pain when one only looked at himself one eye.

"I am a poor man, but I am not a beggar. He has no right to scold me and it is not appropriate for him to speak hurtful words as well as his mouth. After all what's wrong with me being just a poor person, it's also not my will to be born into a poor family."

Jelita grumbled on the way home in her heart crying while lamenting fate, but considering the pain she suffered made her not weak just like that.

"I promise I will make a lot of money to treat you Mother and try to raise our degrees so that no one will look at this poor person one eye."

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