Scribbles Eve Pen
It is hard to pay the debt of others.

" Mommy, I'll be home this afternoon. Take the money this month." I was stunned by the message sent Indah, this is already the end of the month, it must be beautiful as usual will take the installment money. Beautiful business loans all kinds of goods, depending on demand. And I've had these last three years helping run it looking for customers. Friends of my office friends and friends during school used to take credit through me.

Initially everything went smoothly, and the installments always went smoothly, all on time as per the specified date. And because capital believes also because it knows well, I always agree if anyone wants credit. Although I have helped her a lot, beautiful people are stingy, bonuses I have never been given. But if I did not, my intention was to help him.

The beginning of the problem that occurs, there is one customer that is difficult to pay, every time it is due to payment, there are reasons. But beautiful as if he did not care, he always wanted a full installment whatever the way. At first I did advertising and lending first that had not been paid, but over time became a drought.

For almost the past year, I've been paying stalled installments in the name of friendship. Until the last two months, I can no longer afford to close the installments that are naughty customers.

" Mommy how lack there is? I need the money tomorrow, don't know how it's your business, which I know they're your friends." Deg, again it's beautiful to pressure me to pay the bills that are stuck, but he himself knows, if not me who is in debt.

"yes." I only answered it briefly. free to argue people like beautiful. have no empathy and crazy property, he was like a strangling loan shark, at first I was good to be friends with him, he was like a strangling loan shark, but with this incident, his true nature began to appear. Many people do not like it. Because the beautiful type of person who has a spicy mouth and selfish.

I fell silent, it felt like my chest was tight, from where I got the money to pay the debts of others, the amount of which was not small.

When I was sitting in front of the house, saw Miss Retno the road was stuck towards me.

" Salma, may I ask you a favor? please anterin me to the front clinic, my son has a high fever mbak, but no one who asked for help, fortunately just saw mbak Salma sitting here. Please ya mbak." whine Bu Retno expectantly, and his eyes are glazed with glass, a hint of panic clearly visible from his haggard face.

" Yes ma'am, but riding a montor is not papa right?"

"Yes mbk no papa, the clinic is also in front of it, my husband is out of town, Arjun's body has a high fever from yesterday, honestly I am afraid mbak." continued Bu Retno who began to cry.

"So Mom, I'll take the montor." I rushed to get my beloved matic montor from the garage, closed the door and rushed after Be Retno to her house. With moderate speed I hugged Bu Retno with her son heart. My back was hot, because Arjun was leaning on this back, his high temperature was breaking through my back, I could also feel how panicked Bu Retno was.

Arriving at the clinic, Ms. Retno immediately carried Arjun inside, I still parked the montor first to the parking lot and followed her into the inside. " Where's Mom?" ask Bu Retno who is already in the IGD room.

"Arjun must be hospitalized mbak, his body is very hot and he is also weak gini, dehydrated because from yesterday he did not want to eat and drink." explained Miss Retno sad.

"Patient Retno, God willing Arjun is not papa, God willing, healthy, shafakallah."

"But to be honest now I'm confused. My husband's out of town, and there's no way he can go home, and he'll be back tomorrow. Moreover, ATM also laughed by husband. I was confused, the handle on the wallet was just enough to eat, only two hundred thousand" said Ms. Retno as her eyes glared, agitated and anxious mixed into one. Ms. Retno is not a poor person, her husband works in the education office, maybe as Ms. Retno said earlier told me the ATM was carried away by her husband, so that Ms. Retno could not withdraw her money.

" Mommy needs how much, just use my money first Mom is not papa." I bargained, although at this time my heart is agitated even confused to have to find money to close the installment, even though my heart is agitated and confused to find money to close the installment, this heart still cannot bear to see others in distress, what else does the person really need. With bismillah I helped Miss Retno with a little grip money.

" Really mbak? Yes Alloh thank you mbak Salma. insya Allah later if my husband comes home I will change mbak, may Alloh repay the kindness of mbak Salma, aamiin."

" Yeah, thank you mbak, but I was also thinking, want to say for help to mbak Salma sungkan. Eh mbak Salma nawarin. then I go home first yes mbak, tipped Arjun for a moment."

" Yes, ma'am." Ms. Retno went straight home to take care of her needs as long as her child was cared for. And Arjun, the type of child who never fuss, the proof of seeing his mother come home he just kept quiet, and his eyes began to shut. Maybe the effect of the drug given by the nurse earlier.

It's been five days that Arjun has been treated, and his father Arjun has also returned. Today Arjun has been allowed to go home, because Arjun's condition has improved. Even Miss Retno also promised, after arriving home will return the money she borrowed yesterday. Actually I have no handle, the money in the wallet is fifty thousand. Not to mention it's wonderful to press me continuously to charge the stalled installment money. Oh, my God, it feels so crowded.

After magrib, beautiful home angry angry because I have not been able to pay the installment money of friends who have not paid, but no less I have tried to collect it, and when I invite the beautiful to come to meet the person Beautiful always refused to not want. Very selfish of him. Pantesan had no friends during this time, often even sick.

" Asalamualaikum mbak Salma" Bu Retno appears to pop out of the door with a crackle bag in her hand.

"Waalaikumsallam, Monggo Bu please come in."

Ms. Retno came in and immediately sat down beside me, the black crackle in her hand was proffered to me. "this by my husband mbak, want anther from yesterday he said not good, he said, my husband said he just waited for me. Husband also said to send a thank you for helping Salma yesterday." explained Ms. Retno at length.

"Yes ma'am, same thing. Don't bother bother should, insyaallah I sincerely really, can help me happy ma'am."

" Oh yes, this is the money I borrowed yesterday, I give it back again, thank you again."

" Alhamdulillah ma'am, sami sami." I reply to the fight, because it can connect with this money, but without my guess, it's beautiful to take the money in my hands. "This is the money I took, sal, pay for your friend's stalled installment."

"No, ma'am, I also need that money for my needs. Who has my friend's debt, I have to pay, you should wait for him to pay first." I answer did not accept.

" Loh he's your friend, yes you bill him, the important thing is that my business is in order. I went home first, and that's what I asked her to do." Beautiful to take a pack of dodol and renginang lorjuk given Bu Retno without feeling a bit hesitant. Even without feeling she took my money away. I did not feel my tears dripping with the tightness that was whack by the behavior of people I had considered friends.

"Salma's mom isn't papa?" reprimand Bu Retno who may feel pity.

" Don't know Mom, it feels claustrophobic. I have to pay a debt that is not my debt. Though the beautiful ma'am knows, who took credit is not me but always asked me to pay if anyone can not pay, even the money that was taken was money to pay for tutoring my son."

" Yes, really, really, really beautiful ma'am, pantesan if no one likes it here, it's better if Salma is far away from him. Finish your business with him and after that stay away from mbak, it is not good to be friends with people like him. I will lend Mbak Salma money, later the change if there is already money, do not think. I iklas, like mbak who iklas when helping me yesterday" said Ms Retno at length, and I was more intrigued because haru with his attitude.

# When we are doing good and helping others, we are actually doing good and helping ourselves. Good will return good and bad will also return with bad. Never stop and get tired of doing good.

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