
"Who are you?"
Surprised, that was what Jiwo was feeling right now. As he opened the tarp covering the back of his car, his eyes were shocked by the group of filthy women like a kingpin. She looks dirty and looks skinny. There were even some women who were drowning with their eyes closed. His eyes looked like frightened people.
"Help me, pliss?" say one of them. His tone shook and he cupped his hands with tears.
Seeing such a situation, Jiwo who was originally emotional, suddenly felt sorry to see the women's circumstances. And the next question in Jiwo's mind, why do they use English?
"What can I help you with?" ask Jiwo, of course, in English as well. Even if only high school graduates, but English is a subject that Jiwo really likes. The reason Jiwo likes English is because he wants to go to England. Even though until this moment his wish never materialized.
"I'm hungry" the woman replied. Just contact Jiwo flabbergasted. He just went straight into the house.
"Jiwo? You why? Hungry?" mother asked quite surprised when Jiwo entered the house, immediately opened the hood.
"Sir, is there oil paper?" instead of answering, Jiwo instead threw a question that made his mother more confused.
"What the hell is it, Wo?" mother asked as she went to the kitchen to pick up the oil paper.
"Later I'll explain, now, please, Mak bring the side dishes and vegetables to the front. Come on, Mak," said Jiwo while carrying a rice container out of the house. Although confused, Mother still obeyed Jiwo's orders.
"God! Who are they, Wo?" mother asked with a sense of surprise that is almost the same as the surprise of the child.
"No idea, Mom. They're starving. Here's the oil paper Mak," Mom handed the oil paper to Jiwo, then deftly Jiwo took out a piece of oil paper and filled it with rice and side dishes and vegetables.
"Eat it" Jiwo said, handing over the rice-filled oil paper to one of the women.
With trembling hands, the woman received rice from Jiwo then told her partner who was rubbed weakly.
"There's food. Wake up, we eat the same," Jiwo was moved to see it. Mother, although she did not know what the woman was talking about, but her movements looked moving.
"Emak get some water, Wo. It seemed like they were very hungry" said Mother and she rushed inside the house.
Jiwo again took out a piece of oil paper and filled it with rice and side dishes. Seeing them eat very greedily makes Jiwo nelangsa heart as well as curious. Who're they? Where did they come from? They're not like crazy people.
Mother came with mineral water in the form of cup leftover arisan RT chamarin. Just like Jiwo, Mom also looked at them with a difficult gaze. For sure anyone who has a heart, will definitely be willing to see their situation.
"I don't know either, Mom. They arrived already in the car. Maybe they were there from last night," explained Jiwo, when Mom was immediately flabbergasted to hear.
"Is there a fever cure?" ask one of them again in English.
"Wait," Jiwo replied, "Mommy, don't you have a fever cure?"
"God! Is anyone sick?" my mother said back surprised. "Entar, I'm trying to find it, I think it's there."
Mom's back in. Jiwo counted thirteen women on top of his car. It is thought that their ages may be the same. Even if it is different, it may be a few years.
Mother came back and handed Jiwo some fever medicine, then Jiwo handed it to one of the women. The eyes of mother and Jiwo continued to pay attention to their gerik geral with an erratic feeling.
"Can we rest here for a while before we leave?" jiwo's forehead wrinkled at the question.
"You guys want to go? Go where?" ask Jiwo. Mother who does not understand English is silent even though her heart is curious.
"No idea" he answered listlessly. Jiwo is also confused.
"What's he talking about, Wo?" asked the mother who could not help her curiosity. How shocked my mother was when she heard the answer. "Mending tell me to rest inside, Wo. Hot out. Later if they are better, try to ask carefully where they came from. They're abductees or something."
Jiwo agreed with his mother's proposal. He then sent a message from his mother. They agree and it looks like they really need some interest.
One by one they got out of the car. With barefoot steps, they entered the house. The hearts of Mom and Jiwo, very nice looking at their circumstances.
Luckily, the living room of Jiwo's house is quite spacious, so it can accommodate them all. There are those who sit on chairs and there are those who sit on carpets.
"Where are you guys actually from?" jiwo asked shortly after they all sat down.
"We come from a far country, we are refugees because of the conflict that is taking place in our country."
"What!"
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