Hope and Wish
H&W95. Helps makwa

"As far as you are, Bunga. I raised my hand." He really raised both his hands. "You're good forever in your father, you're expelled. Nobody takes care of your father any day, your brothers and you." I took a few steps back. 

"Healthy huh? I'm not moving house, you can still visit and ask for too much." Dad grabbed me, then pulled me out of the Flower room.

I'm so confused here. 

"Where else are you going, Dad?" I was taken out of my Pakwa house by my father. 

Pakwa was not visible in the eye, surely he was busy taking care of his special children. Perhaps, it was time he felt all the hassles of his wife all this time. Makwa Ajeng has been very patient and responsible to his children all this time, he also remains committed not to get to my extended family environment. 

However, when I brought my car back home. I saw the makwa Ajeng who walked alone still with the same clothes and conditions. Makwa Ajeng can be sanctioned, if wearing such open clothing. Knee-length and sleeveless dress, only the main protective drape cloth. 

"Well, Ajeng's cake needs clothes." I slowed down my vehicle. 

"You asked me, not Dad." 

I nodded, I have obtained permission from my father. I only intercepted Ajeng's makwa and greeted him. 

Until the end, I was in front of him. His face was wet from tears and sweat, his hair was clearly visible from this front side. 

"Am afraid to hold money? Need anything? Don't refuse, let me help you a little." I don't want to make things worse, if I let him go in clothes like this. 

He bowed for a moment, looked back at me and scooped his own face. "Can you please drop us off at the nearest ATM and clothing store? Yes, that's it. I've been rebuked by passersby." Makwa Ajeng pointed at the old woman holding the wood walking towards the small alley. 

"By, Makwa. Let's…." I grabbed him and helped him open the car door. 

"Get advice, Makwa? If you can withdraw all the money, afraid of being frozen equally effective." I don't know why I talk like this. 

He's nodding. "Can I use an ID at the airport?" Makwa Ajeng looked at me before I closed the car door again. 

I stopped to close the car door. "Can't ya, Dad?" I'm not good at understanding like this. 

"Can use a SIM, a certificate from the village, or a letter of loss. But once Dad also used a ID card that was photographed, later printed and shown a kind of photocopy of the ID card," replied the father by looking at the back bench, where Makwa Ajeng sat. 

"Want to be helped in the village?" I offered help again. 

"No need, Ra. Thanks though. I have a picture of KTP, it will be printed." 

Oh, thank goodness. If so, he won't have any trouble.

"Where to fly? If you go abroad there must be a passport," asked the father later. 

Makwa Ajeng previously took care of a job in Brazil, so maybe thought his father would return to Brazil. 

"Gorontalo, Bang," replied makwa Ajeng later. 

Dad just nodded, then I closed the car door. I walked quickly and took over my wheel back. I drove Makwa Ajeng to the ATM and waited for him, while the henchman's father was in the car. 

A new problem arises, because the makwa Ajeng out ATM with a lot of cash and he does not have a place of money. I gave him my wallet, but he refused. It even took a clean plastic bag that was on the side of the ATM booth, then made it a place for money. 

"Ra, can I have your account? I transfer to you, later if I already have a new account, I call you for a return transfer. The pick-up limit is only fifteen million because" said makwa Ajeng, after being in the car back. 

"By, Makwa." I immediately mentioned my account number that I had memorized, because I only had one account. Shortly thereafter, the notification of money coming in from the account in the name of Ajeng's makwa has entered my account. 

"Your phone number, Ra," asked Ajeng's makwa that I immediately mentioned. 

"I've chatted, is that my number? Any shirt shop, Ra. Closest from here. Send it to the clothes shop, I will continue to use travel only to the airport. Thank you, Ra, Bang Givan?" Makwa Ajeng cleared the money. 

"Ready, Makwa. You're welcome." I said it, because Dad was quiet. 

Dad is actually good too, but there may be incidents or dad is keeping himself from talking much to Ajeng's makwa. 

"Nitip Cali huh, Bang Givan? Sorry for the past." 

I glanced at the middle rearview, I saw Ajeng's makwa looking towards my father. But, it was like my father didn't realize it. 

"The boy I returned to his father also returned again. So there's no nitip talk, the kids are at home with Canda." Dad answered Ajeng's words, I can respect the interlocutor enough, although maybe I don't like Ajeng's makwa. 

I just guessed from my dad's face. 

"So Cali will get big in your care continue, Bang?" ask makwa Ajeng back. 

"It doesn't matter if I die, too, the important thing is that his son knows himself." 

Dad's answer is less friendly, but at least I keep answering. 

"Tika's meme shirt shop is you, Makwa? Usually there's a game or suit, not just negligee." I pulled my vehicle over. 

Meme Tika is the wife of my uncle as well, her sister's father. He owned a store of goods produced in the convection owned by Biyung, but managed by his father. Biyung only admitted and only has a business name plus taxes, the rest of the father also bothered. 

"It's okay, Ra. Thanks huh?" Makwa Ajeng opened the car door. 

I came down, though he asked why I was following him. I just accompanied him until I got a shirt, and then I said goodbye. Until here I help him, maybe next he will get to his destination more easily. 

Ouch, pakwa. Pakwa is very commendable for telling his wife to leave with less decent clothes, plus ahead of the Maghrib. Although Makwa Ajeng has money, but he is not ready to go just by carrying what is on his body. 

"Where else, Dad?" I asked Dad first, before turning the steering wheel of this car. 

"Yes bought meatballs, it's the head of the person at home. Later the matter of the Hema trial let Dad be the same as the law enforcement father who came, you focus on college. Only later after Hema served the sentence and can be visited, later you have to come to see. At the very least, you should look empathetic to someone who's meritorious to you." Dad talked by playing his phone, I don't know who was bothering him on the phone. 

"Ready, Dad." I feel a little prickly, because one by one the conflicts start to come down. 

"Han just called Dad," said the father while breathing heavily. 

So yesterday he didn't call dad? 

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