Loving the Mafia
Money Drifting

Sontak Akram was flabbergasted to see the figure of the man who after being observed carefully like a security officer or a PP satpol.

"Damn, why should I meet someone like him" grumbled Akram.

Reluctant to think long Akram rushed to run breezed by dragging one leg, at the same time the man ran after Akram in the middle of a ride that drove fast from various directions.

Akram still does not want to give up the situation, with the remnants of the energy he had trying to escape the pursuit of the man.

"If you keep running I'm sure the edges are caught as well" Akram said as he glanced at his injured leg.

Shortly he accidentally saw a pile of garbage that was piling up, without wasting any more time he quickly turned towards the pile and then hid behind him.

Shortly after hiding behind the mountain of rubbish Akram smelled a foul smell that so pierced his nose he closed his nose with both hands, but still the smell was able to penetrate his nose.

'Goat,' umpat Akram in the heart.

'If I keep going here I can throw up, ' said Akram back in his heart.

Not a minute, suddenly he felt like he was going to be nauseous. Unexpectedly from the east came the sound of leg stomps that made Akram resist his nausea with all his might.

Druk druk.

The sound of a leg pounding so loud and getting louder indicates that the security guard was not far from him.

Out of curiosity Akram ventured to glance at the sound of the shoes that were no longer heard, according to his assumption the security officer was stopping.

"Badly, where is the beggar," angered the security officer standing ten meters away from the pile of trash as he placed his hands to the two sides of his waist.

Hearing that voice Akram immediately fell silent stiff, not moving in the slightest considering the many plastic trash around him that could trigger a sound.

"Emmm rotten this garbage, indeed the citizens do not know the rules," muttered the security officer.

Druk druk druk.

Back again there was a sound of foot stomping that increasingly sounding vaguely, at that time Akram just dared to come out of his hiding place and again with his limp legs.

Huekkkk.

Akram vomited so badly in that place, this time he could not hold back his vomit. This garbage is very rotten even the smell of rat carcasses was smelled bad ranking garbage collection from the people here.

"I'm sure the city is clean, only the officers are lazy until the first rats break into garbage. Want to denounce but lalau no this garbage I do not dive," murmured Akram alone.

Before long Akram rushed to find a safe place, his first choice was the first mosque to be a resting place at that time but felt inappropriate with shabby clothes that were clearly unholy, making Akram immediately resigned his intention.

His steps are increasingly long down the city, with a step without direction he hopes to get a place to shelter tonight. 

Not felt in his steps he felt hungry again coming after a few hours he held, but this time it has spread to make his body feel weak.

"I have to find food" said Akram Lirih.

Recalling the results of begging him all day under the red light he kept in his pants pocket, he quickly began to take it back out trying to count it to buy food before finding shelter.

"Lumayan too, it seems like I can eat decent today," said Akram lirih.

Suddenly unexpectedly a group of young people from behind him say the money in Akram's grasp with a funny laugh.

"Hahaha, this is mine now" said the young man with his trademark laugh as he looked at the spoiled money.

Sontak Akram was surprised and angry at a group of young people, especially at one child who took his money.

"Hey give me my money back," Akram snapped angrily at all of them.

"Take it if you can" said the young man with his song face thrusting the money at Akram.

Of course Akram immediately stepped quickly trying to reach for the money.

"They're sown!" yell out from the money holder.

Instantly all ran as fast as they could with happy laughter turned to each other.

"Hey, you insolent boy give me my money back" cried Akram hysterically instead of playing.

This time he did not stay silent, no matter the condition of his feet that did not allow to chase them Akram still chasing them to any end considering that it was the only money he had.

With his legs limping, occasionally dragging him after feeling too sick Akram continued to chase a group of young people who had disappeared from the sight of his eyes since. No matter how he got the money back.

As long as the feet step after the tears continue to pour profusely wet the cheeks following with sweat water the rest of his struggle all day for the sake of getting the money.

The longer they chase the more drained the energy that Akram has, he arrived in a bridge hallway that looks lonely no one passed underneath.

Slowly Akram began to sit on the edge of the bridge hallway and then slowly he laid his body there, curled up to hold hunger on the limp body. Kinda trembling. Stomach rumbling. Energy is also drained.

This is what the fate of the hungry people looks like. So limp.

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POVs Revalina.

After the trial, Revalina chose to sit in the backyard of the house, looking at the plants that Sarah cared for during her stay here.

He tried to calm his mind after facing the strange trial was also strange to face the attitude of Rival since yesterday.

'I'm sure it's not an external problem that makes Mas Rival's attitude continue to cool to me but indeed he has a problem with me, but what," said Revalina in her heart.

His brain continued to spin quickly looking for his mistake yesterday that triggered Rival's annoyance, but unfortunately he did not also find the problem until again he again linked Rival attitude with legal problems undertaken Dalsa.

'Are ya Mas Rival upset because his sister has started to undergo the judicial process, but why he is just angry now why not from yesterday-yesterday angry and then prevent me to come to process this case,' revalina said inwardly wondering.

It feels increasingly unfamiliar with the figure of Rival now, Due to the problems that occur as if all that erodes the good attitude of Rival that he has been talking about.

But Ruval is a firm figure, who always committed to his words. There is no way the man suddenly plan and changed the course of his mind by supporting Dalsa. I don't know.

"Loh it turns out you're here, looking for Sarah from earlier in fact," said Jacob suddenly emerged from the direction of the house and now stopped in the middle of the back door.

Hearing this, Revalina was shocked, widening her eyes towards Jacob, showing her already unbearable panic.

"Is she?" tanya Revalina gawking.

"But it's finished, it wanted to ask for help to sew the fabric turned out to be fitting I helped even wrong thread. Still looking for the thread in the shop ahead," Jacob replied slowly approaching Revalina.

Instantly Revalina immediately breathed a sigh of relief, finally when Sarah was in need, someone helped her own husband.

Now Jacob sat in a chair with a distance of a round table containing a vase of flowers on it, seeing her sister-in-law sitting with her did not make Revalina afraid in the slightest but just a sense of hesitation she could not explain what exactly.

"It is also tired of the trial, do not expect me that the trial will be as long as it drains energy and mind as well," complained Jacob opened a conversation between himself and Revalina.

Sounding from the tone of his brother-in-law's speech like there is no irritation whatsoever to him, just casually discussing his complaints at a long hearing with the figure of a person who pushed in his own bladder to prison.

"Yes Kak" said Revalina softly as she smiled at him.

"According to your glasses the judge and prosecutor have been included judiciously yet to be tried today?" jacob asked, discussing it more deeply.

"I don't think it's seen yet because it's still the first time the hearing is being held" replied Revalina.

"Oh yes, man can be capricious and hopefully change it not because of bribes, but because it finds the right chapter for Dalsa" Jacob said, nodding thinly.

Jacob's voice immediately sparked Revalina's curiosity in Jacob's true feelings in facing the trial today, although he had asked many times but still he still wanted to hear it again to be sure.

"Sister, may I ask you a question?" revalina asked with fear.

"Yes please, ask, there is no law that prohibits people from asking," said Jacob sounded so open to Revalina.

Revalina began to take long breaths and smiley grooves at both corners of her lips shortly after Jacob allowed her to speak.

"Aren't you angry with me?" revalina asked in a sad tone.

Somehow he became sad, felt unwilling if Jacob's answer later said that he was angry at Revalina. He considered Jacob as his own brother.

It is seen that the first reaction issued by Jacob was surprised, gawking with lips locked.

"Why do you ask me that, is there any attitude of mine that makes you ask this question?" jacob began to rage.

"No, sister, I just asked who knows if you are upset with me" replied Revalina but still trying to point Jacob to answer the question earlier.

Jacob's confusion seems to be increasing two feet, the wrinkles on his forehead increasingly sharp while circulating both eyes to and fro as if looking for the right answer.

"I'm not at all upset with you, even if I'm upset that I won't be sitting down with you anymore" Jacob replied clearly.

Hearing the answer immediately Revalina immediately breathed a sigh of relief, relieved at last the answer she had allegedly answered was already.

"Why do you ask me that, have I ever been angry?" jacob was still very curious. "Talk honestly. What exactly is Reva? You're talking to your brother, don't hesitate to talk. I'm not someone else."

Revalina kekeh shook her head, indirectly saying no. Obviously, because that's not what triggered this question to be present.

'I asked like this because of the attitude of Mas Rival, not the attitude of Brother Jacob who actually has no problem at all, ' said Revalina in her heart.

Seriate