FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 44 "Like a Diamond"

*Hafizah Palace

Before leaving for the market Ratna still complained the same. His stomach feels tight. This morning, she had to take a bath with warm water. My mother prepared it in the furnace before dawn. Today, he has not gone anywhere. If I offered him to go to the market, he wouldn't want to. After the bath, I told him to sunbathe in front. That's not even he's willing. He did not want to be questioned at all after the conversation with Mbah Sinem yesterday.

Meanwhile, my mother and I were still in the kitchen preparing for my mother's needs. My sister and I are leaving soon.

"If I've brought it to the market first, Buk."

"Ratna not invited?"

"He's ashamed to meet so many people, Buk. His stomach still hurts."

"He why?" ask my mom while putting a wick to her hip. Later will be placed on the motorbike butut relics of the father who has been modified into a pedicab motor. The only vehicle that saved the mother's legs from aches after walking a long distance.

"Just make it, Buk."

I did the same. Kubawa rinjing contains guava fruit. I brought the fruit my mother harvested yesterday the day after tomorrow from the backyard garden. Although the soil is not wide enough, but there are some plants whose fruits can bear fruit every time. There is also salak, guava, banana kepok, and papaya. Then, in front of the house there is an avocado tree that has grown large, but has never borne fruit.

The plant was planted in his own land. Although we are poor, at least the father has fought for this land for the future provision of his children if married later, he said. Before later sold, the land is used by planting fruit that can be sold as often as possible. Good for extra rizki.

My mom finished putting the luggage on the bike.

My sister's out of the house. Still trying to wear his t-shirt.

"It's over, Buk?" ask her in a harsh tone. That's how she is. He's a real bad boy. I still want to play with the other kids. But, yes who else would deliver and accompany my mother if not him. He's picking things up. It's true that he's lost his playing days, but that could make him more and more understanding.

I can actually get my mom on that bike. But I also deliberately handed over the responsibility to my sister. I don't want him to be as naughty as he used to be. Still mending now he can be spoken to, told as well. He used to make trouble with his friends, either fighting or not going home. And, if he is willing to sleep, he can enjoy that sleep for a whole day.

Because my sister dropped out of school, didn't want to go to school anymore, she had to go to the market every time. Go and go home with my mom, then during

"It." My mom's staring. "Later you'll be followed, yo, son. Mother left first. The bike is behind the house. If you have cleaned up, you will leave with your mother yo."

What my mom meant was the bike I used when I was in elementary school and junior high school. The bike is still worth using even though it is more rickety than my original mother's property is even mine. The new bike that my late father bought me when I was class champion was taken over by mbak. Change ownership until now. Me and I will go to the market on that bike.

My sister lit her bentor. I left after they disappeared from my sight.

I'm in.

"Mr?" I heard there are still people spilling water from the dipper. Means I'm still taking a shower. I took a shower after Ratna.

I opened my room door. "Ratna, you're okay, right, being home alone?"

What I'm asking is still daydreaming. Hugging the pillow that was used last night. Slowly the seepage of water from the corner of his eyes became swift. But his view is still the same.

I closed the door, then turned back. I leaned my back against the wall. Closing eyes. I don't know how to tell Ratna. But, gradually the baby in the womb will continue to grow. And, he'll know that. At present, she has not realized that the cessation of her menstrual cycle is because she is pregnant. Yes, I understood that when one of the garbage men was forced to abort his womb after he noticed the delay in his lunar cycle.

When Ratna one day finds out she's pregnant, will she also abort her womb? And, if the womb is 120 days old, has not the fetus been blown away? That is, it is tantamount to killing innocent human lives. I have to prevent that before it happens. I have to arrange a way to tell Ratna immediately. Reverie caved.

"Zah, I'll leave later. Go to the market first. Once upon a time, Lecturer came here." She skipped to her room while tearing her wet hair. Whistling later.

*ratna

Fizah parted with me. He closed the door again before I opened my mouth to respond. My greeting is in my heart. I got up to lock the door.

Shortly after, I heard someone shouting like an infidelity person. I think they're the ones who come to people's houses while messing up. I'm not sitting down. I opened the door a little.

Across the door, there were people like thugs banging on the door. My heart throbbing hard. Door shut tight. I locked. I hit the pillow.

I heard the sound outside getting messed up. After the response of his brother Fizah, the thugs even seemed to be ignited by fire. They are debt collectors. I don't know who owes me. But his brother Fizah replied that he had no money. He has not been able to pay and will promise to pay after he has the money later. Door leaf digedor. I covered my ears. I also don't know how long the debt has been in arrears to the point that they threatened to bring one of the valuables in this house. Brother Fizah was screaming hysterically. I don't know what they brought later. He complained of pain. Get the dirty words out of his mouth. But it sounds like he's not fighting.

Suddenly there was a male voice connecting. The voice was still not clear in my ear. I got up to eavesdrop. And I felt like I knew that voice.

They are involved in conversation. Looks like the man paid his debt to brother Fizah. The television was returned. He brought Fizah's brother inside. I'm opening doors. I shut my mouth because the one who came was Mr. Nizam. He was hugging his brother Fizah.

"What is their relationship?" my inner.

Brother Fizah claimed he would not repeat his mistake again. He seemed to be noticed by Mr. Nizam. He was escorted to the post-deses because his body was injured. Mr. Nizam's arrival was on time when there was this kind of chaos. I suspect they have a special relationship. Brother Fizah was offered college. It's just that he was reluctant and instead discussed his mother's treatment that distinguished him and Fizah.