Not the usual Cinderella
Chapter 29

The calmness of my morning was disturbed by the arrival of some people at home.

One man was dressed neatly and three men were dressed in black with his leather jacket.

Their faces were so flat and horrible, who was this morning's guest. Mumbles.

Mamah and father met them timidly, a father who was still weak because he was in recovery would not want to continue to see his guest.

I only dared to peek out of the middle room. Someone sitting opposite my dad threw a map that I didn't know what it was.

Mamah begged the man who said he was going to confiscate the house.

Oh my God what else is this, are we going to be driven out of this mansion, I am sitting limp, mamah screaming hysterically and even prostrating at the feet of that person begging not to throw us out.

Daddy's? His still weak condition made him go back to having a heart attack. The men did not even feel sorry when they heard Mama ask for help to bring father to the hospital.

Inevitably, I mamah and Marsha and our housemaids carried royong lifting up my father's body.

Dad entered the operating room, before long brother Raras came with a panicked face, without the babibu mamah directly slapping his face.

I don't know what was wrong with Mr. Raras why Mamah slapped him, or maybe mamah vented his frustration at kak raras.

Mamah again berated Raras' brother who was accused of causing the father back heart attack, the woman did not answer, she just looked down.

You idiot! though he's not the cause, but I don't think it's a problem to throw the blame on him.

"You have to take responsibility! Our lives are your responsibility now!" snapped momah.

He looked up, implied objection there. "Why am I responsible for your lives?" tanyakanya.

"Clearly! Because of you father fired, for the sake of treatment our father has nothing left and that's all because you are demanding an inheritance," explained mamah.

Finally after a long time seeing his arrogant and haughty face, I was happy when I saw his stupid face.

He was really stupid to believe just like that with my mama's words. My brother looks so guilty.

The two quarrels stopped when a hospital attendant came to us.

"Sorry Mom, Mr. Winoto will be in surgery soon, please do the administration in front," said the man, handing over a paper to mamah.

Mama sat on the chair with tears in her eyes. Brother Raras still stood up and looked at mamah with confused brows.

"Come on, we'll have to pay soon," I asked.

Mamah even more so, I became more confused why mamah was crying faster.

"This is Nay, you have no money" he said.

"What!" I said along with Ka Raras.

"No money what do you mean by mama? Dad's severance pay isn't much? Just fifty million mama don't want to go out?" tanya Ka Raras growled.

I am also as confused as kak raras, which I know the severance money father is quite large and this is counted only 2 months father stopped working.

"It's all your fault!" again mamah bestows his guilt on kak raras.

"I? Am I the one holding the money? Quickly pay so that father is quick in the operation," replied Kak Raras ketus.

"You pay what Race, the money really doesn't exist," mamah back nangis gurgugu.

A hospital attendant came back to us and asked us to make a payment immediately because my father was in a critical condition.

We could only cry confused. Raras finally came with the male employee, I don't know, maybe he has savings or what.

I can only hope that Mr. Raras can afford it.

Before long brother Raras returned, his face was sad, he raised his hand asking for something to mamah.

"Love the car keys are the same STNK," he asked.

Me and Mama were surprised not to play, "what the hell did you ask for a car!" snapped momah.

"Dad should be in operation, shouldn't we have no money? Heh! Thank goodness the hospital was willing to accept the car for a guarantee, a sneak!" force Kak raras while taking the mamah bag.

Mamah rebelled but I held back, although I was also upset but this was the only way for the operation to be carried out immediately. Forgive Nayla mah, I said in my heart.

After leaving long enough, Raras returned with his tired face.

"Are you crazy, huh! It's our only transportation from where you can make money for nebus!" snarl.

Raras sighed, I know that if he was also confused, his face was muddled.

"I'm going to make money for my father's treatment, you calm down" he said, sitting across from us.

His eyes closed, I was quite sorry for him, at his young age, he had to be the backbone of the family.

I myself am reluctant to work if only graduated from High School, anyway I have to continue my studies.

The door to the operating room was opened, the doctor said if the operation was successful. But dad will still be treated in the incentive room. Mamah limp because you know the costs incurred are still a lot.

"How about Race, your father's treatment requires money that is not small in the future" said mamah.

Raras looked up, without saying he rose up "i go, take care of my father, tell me if the father is awake," he then passed away.

Two days passed he came back to the hospital, his face was lethargic, either because of his laborious work as a factory worker or still thinking about the health of the father.

"Have you paid Ras's father's fee?" tanya mamah so brother Raras sat himself down.

Only Deheman came out of his mouth, my own father was still in the ICU room so we could only wait outside his room.

Marsha then came with a breath of breath. Her hair was tangled, probably because she ran to get here.

"Hape why are you so hard to call anyway!" his gerrick. His chest went up and down because of boredom.

"What's wrong?" ask mama.

"B ... It's mah, at home," the girl choked.

"Come on mamah come home, I'm afraid mah!" before long the stuffing came out too, I don't know what scared Marsha.

"What the hell is Sha?" I was upset, not yet finished explaining he even cried first.

Brother Raras? He was still unmoved in his seat, reluctant to care.

"That's Ka, mah, our house is confiscated, there are scary people taking out our things," he explained with a whim.

"Well!"

"What?!" me and I together.

Raras opened his eyes and turned his head towards us. Mamah pias' face, he looked at Kak Raras like asking for help.

"Brace ... Do you still have money?" tanya mamah was afraid.

Instead of answering, Brother Raras stood up staring at the cold mamah.

"What did you do to my house?" his hands clenched, until his knuckles stood out, his face crimson.

And what did he say? My home? Isn't that our home?

"Ma ... Mamah pawned him Ras, mamah was confused because the severance money father had run out, so he was forced to mortgage the house," explained mamah.

"That's my house!" jakak Kak Raras did not accept.

"Sorry, how is Ras, help you pay the installment first Ras, how is that where we live right?"

"You take care of yourself!" brother Raras just left the mamah who was crying.

I was of course upset, but more confused, if our house was confiscated, where would we stay?

My phone rang, my group chat with my social friends was busy tagging me. They asked me why my house was so many people taking things out, they asked me if I was moving?

I did not answer, I was confused what to do, honestly I was afraid of being alienated by my friends who were the majority of the people.

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Tbc.