Mom For Alleta
Chapter 1: Corruption charges.

A loud bang was heard in the sky of Jakarta, a car carrying fuel oil suddenly hit the houses of residents, fortunately there were no casualties, but the car exploded like a bomb.

"astagfirullah, what's that sound?" shouted a middle-aged woman who was doing a buying and selling transaction at a sembako stall.

"the car, the brakes are blong, fortunately the driver is in the buk, Kasian, his car Tanki full of gasoline.

At that time Raina was walking gontai push his bike that had broken a tire, he was not interested in the crowd that suddenly formed after the accident.

Her footsteps accelerated even more, given that she had to prepare dinner.

Raina lives alone with her father after her mother died 2 months ago, due to a dengue fever that was late in treatment.

They live in a very sad misery, Mada sir Raina's father is only a TU officer in a private school. The school where Pak Mada worked was indeed an elite school, but the salary he received was only a little.

Raina was forced to drop out of college before entering the second semester, a midwifery major that cost a lot, although Raina got a scholarship to enter, but then she had to pay with her own money.

After conferring with her father, Raina decided to quit college, although disappointed, but forced to stay in school also felt impossible, because for the cost of eating everyday alone still have to owe here and there.

Now Raina works at a cosmetic store in the market salary is not much, but enough to connect life, at least they can eat three times a day.

After nearly an hour of Raina pushing her bike, she reached a small house in a densely populated, rundown neighborhood and the stinging smell of trash as if welcoming Raina home.

His lips smiled wryly, when he saw his father's old duck motorbike, there was a guest, because there were other shoes on the doorstep.

"assalamualaik". Rena gave her greeting just before entering the house.

"walaikumsalam". replied Mr. Mada and his two guests together.

"coincidentally Rain, make these fathers drink"

"yes sir". Raina leaves them to make three cups of coffee after changing clothes first.

Before Raina came out, she heard the conversation of her father and the two, vaguely but clearly at the heart of the matter.

"sir, I am slandered, I have never committed corruption, if I corrupt our lives we will not live this destitute.

"nanti jelaskan di Kantor saja ya pak, kami tidak bisa membantu".kata dari salah satu pria tamunya pak Mada.

The three cups of coffee he was carrying were clinging to each other, Raina's hands were shaking violently after hearing the conversation of the three people outside just now.

"rain, I want to go to the police station first, pray you come home soon".

"emangnya bapak kenapa?"

"there's a misunderstanding of Rain, you have to believe the father".the man with the shady look in his eyes reassured his daughter.

"don't know son, it's a hold, hopefully you can go home soon".

"sir, if I may know, why was my father brought?"

"this is his arrest warrant on deck, he's accused of corruption at his school".

"ko.. corruption? how come?. Raina opened the sheets of paper in centipedes with the distinctive folds of official letters. With the police insignia on her letterhead, Raina read carefully. "accusations of embezzlement of funds Operational assistance amounting to 5 billion rupiah".

"we're just running errands, hopefully the charges are not proven, by looking at your house, I as a human being am also not sure of the accusations, his lips trembled as he bid farewell to bring Pak Mada.

"rain, take care of yourself, I promise you will go home soon, I'm not wrong, God willing, you will come home tonight".

"yes sir, I have to go home, Raina is waiting for me".

The two children cried when they had to take off each other at the end of the alley.

From the car window Pak Mada was still staring fixedly at Raina, while Raina continuously wiped the tears that bathed her eyes.

Mada gave a small nod, as if convincing his daughter once again, that he was just a victim of slander.

After her father left with the two men, Raina opened the money roll in her hand, two pieces of money a hundred thousand, and some pieces of money fractional, Rp 253,000, he said, His tears began to flow painfully, how could he be accused of corruption if his father's money was just this, not to mention to pay the electricity and water bills must have been exhausted and they must go back into debt again.

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Already beyond midnight, Raina was still awake waiting for her father to come home, her eyes were swollen from crying nonstop from her father's pickup earlier.

His chest was tight, his head was dizzy not playing, although several times he tried to close his eyes but drowsiness as if leaving him alone, like the people he loved, his mother and sister Awan. If his mother died of illness, then his sister Awan, died at the age of 8 years due to buried land excavation project while playing.

Raina sighed deeply, imagining what was happening to her father at this moment. There was nothing he could hope for but himself.

Even the friendship rope with relatives has long been broken, the limitations of communication tools that become obstacles.

Amidst the chaos of her feelings, Raina got up, picked up the ablution water, the two rakaats she used to do might be able to help calm her down.

Raina held a shabby prayer mat on a mat that was equally shabby, the mucena she was wearing had been worn by her mother's legacy. How could they slander his father for corruption, if the equipment he used to face his God alone was this sad.

After finishing the Raina prayer, staring at the cement floor that began to peel off, leaving holes that are increasingly widening, weathered wooden walls, and makeshift furniture, if his father was corrupt, he would not live in a place like this.

The night was so long passed by a third, Raina lay her body on the prayer mat still complete with mucena. Before long his eyes tightened, drowsiness came after his heart calmed down a little.