Because of the Hundred Thousand Money
Hundred Thousand?
Morning time.
Some servants seemed busy berberes, tidying the dining table, washing clothes and dishes, then someone took care of the garden, and others. A beautiful mistress with bun hair came down with her husband, writhing in her husband's burly arms. She was Yolanda Syriac, and her husband was Hardian Davey, both of Luqi's parents.
They sit at the dining table. "Luqi is up and getting ready to go to college, Bi?" ask Yolanda.
"So she woke up, madam. Den Luqi said, he did not enter the lecture today, he said his head hurt," the maid replied.
"What pain does sleepy from staying up late?" timpal Hardian Davey, "The boy is always lazing, wasting money, wandering here and there, staying up late, wondering about our only child" Hardian continued.
"Udah is Pa, our son is just one, we both work hard to find money for him too. So, it's okay, if he's wasting money that matters don't do bad things like rape, using illegal drugs, killing, stealing, and other evil things, he said, during this time Luqi had not done any bad things, he was just having fun" Yolanda replied in defense of her son.
"If allowed to continue Ma, without being reprimanded, later he can become stubborn for being too pampered. He's grown up, it's time for him to be independent, Mama please limit the money given to Luqi again, later he's too arbitrary so that later he can't be responsible to his son and wife," protest the husband began to feel anxious about the way his wife foster.
"Yes Pa, then surely Luqi will be a good husband, he is not a son of mama and papa, it is not possible that the fruit fell far from the tree right?" Yolanda smilingly stroked the back of her husband's hand. "Better, Papa breakfast deh, do not let his mood is bad this morning, later the provision can be lost, the work in the office a lot, if the mood is bad later the work can not be done!"
Yolanda nodded and smiled sweetly at her husband, Hardian also smiled back at his wife. Finally, the two of them had a good breakfast without Luqi.
After breakfast. Yolanda helped her husband bring her a briefcase to work and delivered her husband forward. "Papa goes to work first, Ma." Kiss baby, forehead and cheeks.
"Yes Pa. Papa carefully. Dear Papa much." Yolanda replies the kiss was sweeter with a friendly kiss landing on her husband's lips.
Yolanda waved her hand when she saw the disappearance of her husband after the disappearance of the black sedan.
"Bi, I'll go to the distro and the watch shop, later if Luqi has woken up please cook what he wants, if the headache continues, please tell me?" Yolanda.
"Yes, Madam."
Yolanda also went to work. The work is more relaxed, only checking income and expenses, and ordering goods to be traded, while the work section has employees and trusted subordinates.
It was late in the afternoon, Yolanda was quite busy, the better yet, her car broke down, today she did not use a driver, because the driver had a holiday his wife gave birth.
"Ck, that's so bad today! Teak sale, two watches mehong broken same new boy, haaaah!" Yolanda sighed. "Duh, the road here is deserted again, some distance away people's houses!" Yolanda tried calling her only son.
Come in there, but not lifted!
"Luqi, pick up dong! Is this kid still sleeping or what? Am I calling Papa? But sure as hell, Papa must be busy too!" Yolanda's confused.
Stop two motorcycles with three people. They pull the cell phone and Yolanda's bag threatens with a knife. Yolanda kept the bag, because it contained so many important things, correspondence, personal data and others, if the money was only five hundred thousands, there was no jewelry other than the necklace, ring and earrings he wore.
"Please!" yolanda shouted. This road was deserted, but not too deserted, there were people but far away. So when he heard Yolanda cheering, the pickpocket tried to cut off the bag with a knife, injuring Yolanda's hand.
Incidentally, Azea passed by there. He stopped his bike, took off his shoes, and threw the head of the pickpocket with both of his pansy shoes, they ran away as more and more people. Yolanda's cell phone was lost with the pickpocket, while Yolanda's bag survived. However, his hands were bleeding a lot.
Quickly Azea did first aid, he tore off the sleeve of his long shirt, he tied the bloody hand of Yolanda to stop the bleeding.
"Come, Mom, we're going to the nearest puskesmas!" Azea brought Yolanda with his tail duck motor. To be honest, Yolanda was very nervous, scared and held on very strongly, because this time riding a motorcycle, usually everywhere always using a car, he said, and it just so happens that he has never tried to ride a motorcycle or bike. There are also a few motorcycles in the house, it's a Luqi bike, and most of them are big.
After accompanying Yolanda on medication, Azea was about to say goodbye, because she had just returned from college and was about to go to work.
"Thank you very much, son. Oh yes, if you can, Auntie would like more help yes, borrow the postel, Aunt's phone was stolen, Auntie wanted to call Auntie's child, let her pick her up here," said Yolanda.
"Good Aunt." Azea gave Yolanda a cell phone.
The moment Yolanda tried to enter Luqi's number and make a call, Luqi's name was already listed there with a name, one hundred thousand.
‘Seratus Thousand?’ muttered Yolanda and she tried typing the number once again, still it was, even now it was instantly picked up by Luqi.