
It's been a year since Rafa lived a 'if not working not eating' life'.
At the beginning of his difficult life, Rafa relies on money from the sale of cars he was forced to do to connect his life.
His diploma is unknown where he is. So that he cannot work according to the skill he has.
Forced to work as a street vendor that is enough to meet the needs of his and his daughter Ayunda.
But a week ago, Rafa learned that his rented house had conceded and at that time also the sales cart and even the money was taken by thieves.
The thief did not use a vehicle. Act like not a thief.
They walk through the bushes behind Rafa's house and it happens at night
making Rafa dizzy why his life is always overwritten by problems.
"Get you out of this house right now, Mr. Yunda! Starting from this house, until almost all the houses citizens conceded!" shouted Muria's mother, who made Rafa who was sleeping Ayunda in the room immediately came out to the owner of this rented house.
"But Miss Ria, it's not my fault my house and the residents were broken into. I myself was still hit by misfortune, all my money was taken until everything was empty. Please Ma'am. I'm the same as the people here" Rafa said.
"People's complaint says the same Mr. RT if you mastermind all this. Mr. RT came the same I keep saying Mr. Yunda should move all the way from here!" said Muria's mother.
Rafa's forehead shriveled. "I'm not the culprit, Miss Ria. I lost myself too. Since when did the thief steal his own house? There will be no ma'am." Rafa is trying to deny any unreasonable accusations from the owner of his rented residence for half a year.
"I know Mr. Yunda is not the culprit. But since you lost, the houses here are also affected. Maybe you have a problem with that thief. Especially since you came, there are many problems that clearly bother us. I'll give you until tomorrow night. If you insist on not moving too, then with a heavy heart, we remove the father from this contract!"
"All for comfort. Since you've been living in this house for 10 days, I'll give you back 50." Ms. Muria opened her wallet and took out Rp. 600,000.00 on Rafa.
The man accepted her and Ms Muria left from her rented doorstep.
Rafa closed the door. He sighed. I really can't believe her life would be like this.
Like a graph, sliding freely to zero, then trying to crawl up, but pressed until it returns to its original point, zero.
Rafa sighed. He saw Rp. The 600,000.00 he held.
He has lost because this month is only 10 days since he paid.
But feel lucky too, because Miss Muria is still kind enough to give change even though for most landlords, they will reject the change request outright.
Rafa went to the room. He saw his daughter who had been standing at the door, his sleepy eyes, his messy hair, and the super limp body that looked at Rafa.
"Princess Father, why stand there. Go to sleep." Pinta Rafa tried hard on her 3-year-old daughter.
"Well yeah..Who's in front of the cana?" ask Ayunda while scratching her nape.
"No, no one, baby," Rafa replied briefly.
"Sual milip ma Mulia. They want to nosy us, yeah yeah?"