Loving the Mafia
Displaced

"Why should I move?" ask Rival to be confused.

Seeing Rival's reaction now, he became more and more keeping his tongue in speech especially answering Rival's questions to him.

"It's not that I don't believe in the hospital but I see no change in you so for your good and your recovery I want you to move to another hospital," revalina answered clearly and very carefully.

As expected, Rival now began to shake his head staring at Revalina with another look.

"You're wrong Reva, an injury to my leg is hard to heal didn't you say you'd be patient waiting" said Rival.

"But why did Doctor Vandy issue a letter saying that if you had any significant changes, in fact what," said Revalina slowly opening up what was stuck in her head.

"Changes don't always exist, compared to the past instead of me being better now" said Rival.

He suddenly quietly heard the words of Rival, no objection can argue this indeed but still it feels stuck if it still continues treatment at the hospital.

In the end he resigned to this discussion, chose to step down and re-start his work.

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Dalsa POV

In a cramped boarding room he tries to defend against boredom that almost makes him lose his sanity. Each day only depends on the rest of the money in the account with limited wiggle room considering he is currently a fugitive, despite being on the edge of the city, but still he was worried and in the end always chose the room to be the safest place in the world.

In the room he curled up to hold the hunger that kept making his stomach sound like a chicken, as much as possible he saved on spending until the situation began to be safe.

"Hold Dalsa hold it, and then you're kind of sorry to buy half a meal for dinner" Dalsa said to herself.

Shortly heard the sound of the motorbike of his boarding neighbors began to mill out of the garage, a few weeks stay here he had memorized with the routine of his boarding neighbors who had worked it.

"Enak times ya work, can buy this food," said Dalsa while imagining his own words.

No tears felt, the feeling began to fade, the chest felt very tight. The weight of his fate now, never once did he feel the hunger in his life as it is now only this time that he starved every day could only buy a pack of food for lunch and night while the morning he never the meal.

Lucky from the beginning since the blur his mind immediately focused on the boarding place not a hotel let alone an apartment, so the money is not too much so there is still left to eat and daily needs.

"It's all because of Revalina, that shitty brother-in-law. Because of him I'm now a fugitive," furious Dalsa stared intently at the wall that suddenly cast a shadow on Revalina's face.

"It's really upset me, just watch out I'll make the end of his life like his twin brother, '" grumbled Dalsa.

Now the clock shows at 11:23 the worms in his stomach began to brutally voice a demo, unusual to be left continuously that there he could faint. He quickly began to grab a jacket, mask and bag that already contained a new phone and wallet.

In his mission foraging he deliberately chose a place far from the cost on foot, the hot afternoon sun with his stomach empty since morning made it almost not strong to support this thin body.

"Hungry, thirsty too" whined Dalsa.

"Try if at home there must be a lot of food, Mama will certainly invite me to snack every shopping. I can take this at will, now just eat it I'm tormented like this" grumbled Dalsa along the way.

He continued to grumble as if he did not care about people who kept watching him like crazy.

Arriving at the cheapest tegal stall he had bought in this country, this stall is usually visited by a pedicab and a rested ojolian. Actually Dalsa was embarrassed to have to huddle with the old people but because of what force.

As usual during the day many pedicab and bullies rest there while ordering food and black coffee, slowly Dalsa began to sneak in on the left which is actually still one person eating rice and eggs.

Seeing the food that people eat there Dalsa so drool, already two weeks his tongue has not tasted savory eggs let alone chicken.

"Mom's custom, rice equals tempeh" Dalsa replied.

"In the wrap yes," Dalsa continued before the seller moved to take the plate.

"Ready Neng, wait ya," said the seller quickly took the rice from the rice cooker.

When the seller was taking the rice, Dalsa's netra reflexes dizzy to see how much rice he took.

"Against ya ma'am, continue to connect please in separate," said Dalsa.

"Each Neng" said the seller.

"Pretty-beautiful eating a lot of it too yes, but every day tempe keeps what not bored. I want to buy chicken" said the rickshawman.

Hearing that Dalsa immediately shone a spotlight on the middle-aged man sitting opposite her in a shabby shirt and sweaty dry skin.

'Maybe this father offered me a chicken, rather than for someone else why he did not love for the wife's child at home. I am not as sad as it is also not need pity, ' grumbled Dalsa in the heart.

"No sir, thank you" said Dalsa.

Before long Dalsa's order was ready, he immediately paid for the total food he ordered and rushed from there where he thought it was bad and unhygienic.

"If not because the contents are many and the price is cheap I do not want to go there anymore" grumbled Dalsa from across the street glancing sharply at the tegal shop.

Suddenly he was surprised by himself who was lightly making a sound in the crowd, at once he became a parno considering some time ago had met a sturdy man wearing a black leather jacket was lurking around this area.

'Stupid, I speak loudly. It could be found out if this is the way, there is no one outside the cost that cannot be separated from my suspicions, ' Dalsa said in her heart.

Along the way his lips continued to lock, looking down to cover half his face that was not covered by the mask. The longer the step the smoother, the more powerless again 

This hunger made his body very very weak, almost he gave up that second too but it was seen a signpost saying the cost he occupied as if giving him the spirit to walk again.

"I should be able to, a little more I can eat," said Dalsa lirih trying to encourage himself.

With a step staggered to hold hunger in the stomach, Dalsa continued to walk carrying a plastic bag containing a pack of rice that had been purchased earlier.

Some time later he had finally arrived in front of his boarding room with a breath that had stayed half not strong to open the lock on his door, at times like this no one who saw and helped him all the residents of the boarding house had left him alone.

Klekk.

Twice the revolving key opened the door, finally the door was opened thanks to the remnants of energy that was inside him.

Dalsa quickly entered his room, opened the rice pack and split it in half.

When it came out of nowhere suddenly Dalsa energy so filled again when he saw the aroma of rice that had not been kissed half a day, shortly after dividing the two parts of rice and side dishes he just remembered something.

"Aishhh, wear forget me again," grumbled Dalsa.

His right hand started grabbing the two empty bottles of mineral water taking him out in a hasty step.

"I should have taken it just before dawn, if this is how anyone would have known. Later in the case of the difficult person again, ihh whatan," grumbled Dalsa as he continued to move his legs.

Enter him in the laundry clothes that are commonly used by the residents of the boarding house to wash together.