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Oh, please tell Lisa! Is there anyone more annoying than a Farhan?

Wrenching her wryly, Lisa walked in Farhan's footsteps everywhere. The girl carried an umbrella as Farhan surrounded the half-finished construction project area. The scorching sun caused Lisa's sweat to fall from her body. Plunge from the cheek area until it falls to the ground.

"Are our building production materials appropriate? Have you confirmed it?" Farhan asked as he circulated his gaze.

"As per, sir," Rico replied logically.

Lisa is upset. Lamenting his fate while wondering when the task of becoming an umbrella ojek is completed.

"Are you tired?" Farhan looked at Lisa. Of course with a mocking eye. Not a thoughtful question.

"I'm still strong, sir. Even if you hang me two for two days," Lisa quipped cynically. Do not forget to throw a smile full of pretense.

Ck. Farhan smiled smirk. Consider it karma for having rejected Farhan last night. Karma is not as good as korma. That was the current mind of Farhan.

An hour passed, Lisa's agony stopped when time had already shown twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Now he is sitting at Farhan's resting place. A room measuring 6 m x 9 m with transparent glass. There's food on the table. More than enough if it should be enjoyed by three people.

Stunned swallowing the saliva, Lisa noticed the figure of an old man sitting under the concrete getting up. His eyes continued to follow the movements of the old man with the provisions he brought. A pack of instant fried noodles with a plasti bowl mat in front of it. The old man's hand was hot holding a pack of instant noodles that he had just flush with hot water.

Lisa remembers, how unpleasant it is to eat instant noodles without boiling. There is a distinctive smell of instant noodles mixed with the aroma of plastic that comes out. Lisa used to do the same thing as the old man. When she was punished by her aunt not being fed, Lisa secretly stole a pack of instant noodles in the refrigerator, then doused them with hot water. And run out of the house to be able to eat noodles that taste half-cooked. Just like the father, his hands were also overheated while carrying a pack of instant noodles with hot water filling the inside.

His name is hungry too. Whatever you eat will taste delicious. In the past Lisa also did not care like the father, for the sake of nourishing the stomach, he ignored the danger of side effects of the plastic. Indifferent with the prohibition of watering hot water into a plastic container.

Hunger is painful. That's what Lisa felt.

The girl again approached Farhan and Rico. They seem to be checking the invalid data contained in the development cost budget.

"Master," shrieked the girl with plain eyes.

"May I have my share of food on the table?" Lisa's face was hopeful. Like a little boy who asked his mother for food.

"Get it," said Farhan in a flat style.

The girl changed her face. Seemed a gathering with a shrewd hand that was feeding the side dishes. Once it felt enough, Lisa immediately got up and was about to go outside. However Rico prevents with questions,

"Where are you going, Lis?" rico asked as he saw Lisa struggling to push the glass door in front of him. The girl was in distress as her two hands were full of food.

"Let it go" said Farhan. The man let Lisa do as she pleased. It's also a pity if you keep pranking the girl.

"I want to eat outside, it doesn't bother you guys, '" Lisa's crisp laughter broke out. The girl pushed the door with her body. It disappeared from Rico's eye.

"Can we exchange food? Looks like your food is good?" Lisa sat on the mat held by the father.

"Neither, Non!" The father took a little back seat. He was about to grab his food, but it was too late! Lisa had already grabbed a bowl of uncooked noodles on the stove. Then he quickly ate it without permission. Purposefully.

"Enak, Sir!" lisa exclaimed with a stifled tone.

"But, Non!" The man swallowed the saliva. The allergen almost out to see good food that he almost rarely felt.

"Eat dong, sir. The flies will be on." Lisa brought the food closer to the father.

"Then thank you, Non! I eat this." The father greeted him with a smile.

Lisa's heart is sliced. With such a heavy job, a pack of instant noodles will not be able to prop up the father's stomach. Lisa was sure that half an hour later the father would be hungry again. Moreover, he knew that Indonesians could not eat noodles without rice. Ugh, the recesses of his heart screamed in pain. Why did this old man eat a pack of instant noodles? Is he steel? Can his power not be exhausted? Being a building porter is no easy job, sir.

There were a lot of words swirling around Lisa's head. He wanted to talk to his father. But all of that was stuck in the recesses of his heart. It's none of Lisa's business. Unless the father wants to complain or just share his feelings with him.

"Thank you very much, Nope! The food is so good." While wiping his mouth.

"Together, Sir. Mienya father is also delicious. I haven't eaten instant noodles like this. So inget SD era first," said Lisa reminiscing so that the father does not think anything.

However, the father already understood the contents of Lisa's mind. No wonder about the kindness of people around.

"Here, just tell me you feel sorry to see you eat with emi." Talk dad stuck. His chest was as squeezed as a tight as invisible.

"Seriously, Sir. I used to eat this a lot, too, hehehe."

Instead of believing in Lisa, the father told her,

"Mr almost every day eats like this, Non! Doesn't matter. Just like you, the other coolie friends also love to share food." I looked at Lisa deeply. His eyes filled with gratitude towards the good girl.

"Feed you'd rather stick around here. You do not have the heart if you see others must set aside their provisions for the father. They all have their own needs. You do not feel good if you have to continue to trouble," he continued.

Lisa was still silent, she wanted to cry, but was held as hard as she could. So that the father does not feel pitied by him.

"The wife of the father had an accident while selling herbs on a bicycle. His leg was paralyzed—it's been nine years. That's why you have to save money to make up for his foot medicine every week. Drug pharmacies that you buy outside BPJS are poor, the wife of the father is less suitable with the drugs in the puskesmas. Maybe he needed a more potent dose" the father said with a forced laugh.

"Lise!" Rico exclaimed from ten meters away from the sitting position of Lisa and the father.

"Yes for a minute!" exclaim that girl.

"Have gone there. Your boss called, tuh. Thank you, for listening to my father's story. Thanks for the food, too" repeated the father.

"Yes, Sir! I'm sorry, so I can't tell stories."

"No papa, you also want to continue working again. The lunch hour is over" said the old man, tidying up his food marks, then handed the ceramic plate to Lisa.

The girl took out a note from her pants pocket. Not much, just two hundred thousand. Then put the money in the hands of the father.

"I can't help, tomorrow buy a decent meal huh, sir!"

The girl rushed away before a word of thanks came out of the father's mouth.

The father stared at Lisa's departure with a blue haru. Then give thanks to the Almighty. Not to forget he prayed well for the noble-hearted helper girl.

"Oh my God, sometimes I like to be embarrassed if I just ask to be granted like this. You are so kind to a despicable person like me. While my worship alone still likes to be delayed."

Just once, before Lisa came, the father took the time to say a simple prayer. He was confused because his wife's medicine was running out, and his payday this week has not come out.

There are many people who have fared like the father. It's even worse than that. Lisa can not help all people's distress on earth. But believe me, if we really can't help....

Simply we feel pity when we see others in distress, it already shows that we have a conscience.

Don't forget to pray for it too.

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