Between You and Your Father
Chapter 48 Vivianne Fights With An Unknown Man!

Vivianne sat down, her appetite suddenly disappearing. He had just set foot in the capital of Jakarta but, bad things had happened to him. How could he possibly survive in us this big as Jakarta? What he brought and part of his mother also disappeared. Somehow he will continue to live in this great city.

" Mom, sorry, can I tell you how much this food is, ma'am?" ask Vivi to doubt.

The guard looked at him sadly. " Twenty thousand rupiah, Ma'am. Next time be careful, huh, Mommy? This Jakarta city is not in a village that everyone is good at. Here we must be able to take care of ourselves." said the guard stall.

" Thank You, Bu. Twenty thousand, huh? Momentarily well, Bu." said Vivianne back while reaching into the pocket of her pants. Only this was left, fortunately yesterday when the bus stopped he had time to buy a snack and put his money in his pants pocket. He put the rest of the money some sheets of five thousands and two thousands. And some money. He put it on the table of that simple stall.

Vivianne started counting, "Five thousand, hmm...ten thousand, and one, two, three, four, five! Ah, Alhamdulillah! It's twenty thousand, Bu!" He gave two bills of five thousand and the rest was five pieces of thousands to the shopkeeper. And put the change back in his pants pocket with a little relief.

" Hmm...Can I have the drinking water wrapped, Mom? Just enough white water." Vivianne thought she would fill her stomach if hungry by filling it with water alone.

The shopkeeper saw it with an unbearable face. He only received two pieces of five thousand only. And return the rest to Vivianne.

" Take,Mbak! It's enough." The shopkeeper's friendly smile.

" But, Mom. Wh why? Didn't you say twenty thousand, did you? This is fitting, ma'am! But I'm sorry if the money was misappropriated." Vivianne said pushing back the money.

The mother smiled, "It's okay, Mom. Consider it my alms. But this is all I can help. Pardon me! If only I had warned his mbak.possibly mbaknya would not be pickpocketed. I'm sorry about that. So accept it, just think of it as my guilt-redeemer who just couldn't help, Mother!"said the warung guard.

" But, my misfortune is not a responsibility, Mother. I was wrong, kok, Bu. Less careful. Perhaps this is also a warning from God." Vivianne smiled.

" I'm sincere, kok,mbak. So you can save it for later meals. It's still morning, it's gonna need to eat, it's gonna be noon and night, right? Or how about this, this I take but I will pack rice packs to mbak eat later, how? So you can eat later. Want yah?" said the guard of the rice shop.

" Mashallah. My mother was very kind to me. May Allah replace it with more sustenance huh, Bu?" with a sincere heart Vivianne prayed for the guard.

" Amin's. Yeah, I'll wait there, okay?" said the stall keeper passed into his etalas back. 

And Vivianne was again sitting in a long wooden chair waiting for the owner of the stall to give her the food she bought for free. " Thank God, Allah. Behind this terrible incident, there are still many good people you sent to help me. At least I can eat today. But what about tomorrow? And where should I stay tonight? My money has gone all out. Maybe tomorrow I'll have to find a job. Wait, but my identity card is gone. How'this? Can I just use a copy, Dad? Well, just like that." 

" Mom! Ma'am!" said the warung guard.

" E-eh, yes, Bu. Why?" Vivianne's reverie was cut off due to a call from the stall guard.

" This,Mbak. This is the rice and this is the water." The shopkeeper's mother handed Vivianne a bag of black crackles.

" Thank You, Mom. Hmm.Sorry,Bu. Can you give me a job, Mom? I need a job so I can find a place to live and just eat. Can you help me, me?" Vivianne.

The shopkeeper looked at her, "Mom would love to help with Ma'am..sorry what is her mb's name?"

Vivianne stuck out her hand, "I'm Vi.sorry I mean Anne, Bu." Vivianne decided she didn't use her first name, every time she mentioned her first name then every time she hated it anyway. Reminds him of someone who betrayed him. And it started with changing his nickname.

" Oh, yes I am Ratna's mother, Sister Anne. So, I'd really like to help. But, I work here, too, Son. Can I just call you Nak, right? But I'll promise you if there's a job, I'll call Anne soon. Hows it? Can Anne please leave her phone number to me, okay? I'm sorry this is all I can help you with." she said with a sad look.

" No problem, Mom. This is more than enough. This is my number, Mom. Anything, ma'am. Any job I would do, ma'am." said Vivianne with a cheerful smile.

" all right. I'll keep your number. Where is Anne going now?" asked the shopkeeper after putting Vivianne's number in a purse and putting it in his pocket.

" I don't know either, Mom. I don't have any brothers here. I came to Jakarta because I wanted to find experience and school. Uh, not a day yet, I really get the experience, Mom. Ahaha.." Vivianne tried to laugh mirically at the fate that befell her.

" Oh..Patient, Dad, son. Sure the Gusti of God will not test beyond the limits of our ability. We should be kind enough to trust God's Gusti, huh?" by giving a message.

" Yes, Mum. I'm sincere, Mom." replied Vivianne politely.

" I'm sorry, ma'am. I want to find a job first. I hope I also get a place to take shelter tonight. Thank you for the rice, Mom!" Vivianne lifted her black crackle bag.

" All together. Be careful, son! Sing used to come by here, yo?" the shopkeeper then came out of his etalas again and approached Vivianne and stroked her long hair.

" Yes,Bu. Then I'm sorry. Assalamualaikum,Mom!" pamit Vivianne's.

" Neylorda." 

Vivianne went away from the place and tried to walk wherever her feet stepped. 

Vivianne was looking for work all day, until the evening. His legs are tired, scuffed and a little swollen. Vivianne sat her butt in one corner of the market with a plastic chair while giving a massage on her aching leg. 

" But no! If I go to Jogja I'll meet the brengs*k Andrew! Nah! I don't want to see her again! If necessary forever! I have to survive in Jakarta! Yeah,should!" this time Vivianne steadied her heart.

He's getting out of there. Walk slowly. The night was getting late along the way he saw a lot of people sleeping in the store. 

Vivianne took a deep breath. " I seem to be able to sleep in the courtyard like them. Thank You God!" 

Vivianne took her place in the suburb, but she was just about to clean the storefront with a cardboard box she found not far from the trash can in a large store. Someone shouted at him.

" ye! New guy dad? Move you! That's our place!" said a young man with a tattoo.

" huh? It means your place, what dad? There doesn't seem to be a name on this place, does it? So it's legitimate not, if I see it first, occupy it!" vivianne was upset.

" You! How dare you, huh? Maybe too, pretty! May..can...with a note...you accompany us, how? Hahaha.we got this jackpot guys!" said the tattooed man and appeared three other people with big bodies.

Vivianne did not feel afraid, because it seemed like she could face them.

" Your mouths are so dirty! If I don't want to, how? What do you want?" challenge Vivianne.

" You? Want what?...Haha.you want you!" said one of the men trying to touch Vivianne's cheeks.

But they were wrong, Vivianne was not that weak she pulled her finger back so the person complained of pain.

" Ow..Auw..fucking girl*n! Release him! I'm heartbroken." she said in pain.

His other friends saw him, "Masa Lo, same weak girl is it keok, sih? Fell, Lo!"

" Don't bacot much if Lo can try to help me!" said the man who was being curled even his two hands.

Hurried the three one of them attacked Vivianne but could be evaded by Vivianne even kicked them hard and kicked also the person whose hands were twisted yes earlier so that he fell down with the person who was willing helped him.

The other two stopped their laughter and stared at each other. Finally they gave the code.

" Attack!"

They attacked Vivianne from two different directions on Vivianne's right and left sides, but Vivianne instead retreated, and as a result they banged themselves both of their foreheads meeting each other violently.

" Lo, what the hell! Look look at dong! Benjol, here!" said someone from the right.

" Yes, Lo thought I was, didn't! We've been rocking again, yes, the time we lost to a woman anyway?" said one to the left while whispering.

" Come on, keun gas!" both say.

And now they want to attack from the front. They looked overwhelmed, until the person who fell on the ground was helping them. Be three people now ganged on him. Vivianne looked relaxed, and began to master the circumstances. Until the one whose hand hurts next door pulls out something.

The place began to be crowded with people who passed by but no one dared to defend it. Until one screams.

" Cop! The cops! Disband! Disperse!" his yell.

" huh? Po-police? Oye! It's already! Leave it! We're escaping!" 

The four people looked back and they saw a police car passing from a distance. Not willing to take the risk they finally tried to escape.

" Be careful of the bad girl*n! Wait for our revenge!" Threaten them before they run away from the place.

Vivianne breathed a sigh of relief her chest was still going up and down from exhaustion. It is not easy to face four men even though he has taekwondo skills but he is exhausted also because he has not eaten anything since noon.

" Brother! Not free, yeah!" a little boy came up to him, holding his hand. It may be about 10-11 years old.

" hey? Meanin?" 

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