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His style is a rich ass, but the debt where, here and there.

At first because he was a friend I knew, and his house was not far from where I lived, he lived in the village next door. The first time he picked up an item with a credit system in which I worked, he picked up a set of desks, cheap for only one million, fitting his one million four hundred, with one hundred and forty installments for ten months. Initially smooth and fine, until the installment paid off, and after paying off he took it again, but this time he took a regular phone alias not an expensive brand phone, with instalments of two hundreds each month, while still being able to five installments he brought a friend, and asked for me to give him a loan, the same. Ask for a cheap phone he said, because pity and again capital believe, I agree. Starting from here, my life is not good with my friend, every month there is a reason every time it is charged, and the impact, is good, I often get reprimanded even the anger of superiors just because of the actions of people I call friends.

His name is Arip, you name it. I don't really understand what his job is, but he certainly said he worked as a reporter in one of the private tabloids that I don't know very well about, the tabloids, because it is not famous among the people. Every day he often passes by carrying his car, his style Masya Allah, is already rich executives only, but every time in the bill of science kelitnya make the chest tight.

This month, the last month he paid the installments, it felt plong my heart, because after this, I was free from complicated people like him, that's how I felt and even I promised myself, to no longer give him a loan, enough I made a somersault just because of his ability to pay. Dizziness is also stressful when dealing with such a person.

"Sir, it's installment time, in wait yes, please pay on time, because I don't want to be angry again with my boss, I'm ashamed sir." In the morning I sent a message to Arip to remind him that it was time for him to pay the installments, because I knew very well, he was not the right type of person, he was not, billed today would have paid him later there are still many days he promised, sad and upset to face him, but as much as possible, I hold him back so he wants to settle his debt.

"Prophe Mak, wait five more days yes, wait for the payday first." that's the reply he always used, to avoid being charged, five days the time he asked for, so he said, but after five days come and I charge him back, he'll come back asking for time again, again and again. Hopefully this time he is not. What else is this the last installment, patient and patient that I pinned on myself. Oh my God, give me more patience.

And sure enough, for this time, he was on time as he promised, after five days from that time, the afternoon he came home to pay his last installment money, relieved once this chest. That means I've been freed from people like him who always make me get hit by superiors, embarrassed and just annoyed.

"Mom, this is my installment. Lunas right?" Arip thrust two hundred and one twenty thousand into my direction, and I immediately accepted with a feeling of relief. "Yes, sir. Be paid off! Thank God." I was relieved and normal, but in my heart, I was very upset with him.

"Mom, how about I take another hape? It's gone this one." Deg, my God, even though I feel very relieved to be free from complicated people like him, eeh apparently without feeling guilty he again wants to take credit hape.

"Sorry, sir! while still not able to, because of the many requests, so must queue first." I answered looking for the right reason, so as not to be impressed immediately refused, because after all we had one school and also still a neighbor of the village.

"Owh, yasuda. Later if you can, say yes, because I need a lot of hapenya, make this work." continued with a clear face.

"God willing, sir." I replied briefly, because I did not want to prolong the conversation, especially at home, I was alone with my son, it is impossible, let the male guest linger at home for a long time, even with the door opened as wide as possible.

"I go home first, later do not forget to tell you yes, if you can." again he insists to give him the news that he can give him a loan, will not be able to, my mind is upset. "God willing." That's the only answer I gave.

"Salma's sister, wait." Ms. Cindi seemed to be walking hastily towards me still holding a broom in her hand, and what else would the gossip material make with this magical farm lady of my neighbor. Because Miss Cindi is famous as the queen of gossip here. "Yes, ma'am." I replied with a surprised face looking at him who actually smiled as his hands twisted his broom, Oh my God, why the hell, should I meet a strange person in my life.

"Yes, ma'am.kok Bu Cindi know?" my reply was astonished, because my neighbor always knew the slightest thing from others, funny and strange.

"You know what Salma is. Wonghe was there once a case with my husband's friend." replied Ms. Cindi with fire .

"Huh, case? What's the case, ma'am?" I was the ogah-ogahan because I knew he would be invited to gossip, just now my kepo soul struggling to find out from the gossip brought by Miss Cindi.

"Loh, Salma doesn't know what he's doing?" instead of answering, Ms. Cindi asked back. "Yes, as far as I know he works as a journalist, ma'am, don't know exactly" I replied honestly.

"Yes, he said the hell, but he was a fraud, which in his deceit had been a lot, mother mother again the victim." explained Bu Cindi stirred. "Victim? what's the victim to Bu Cindi? I don't understand this." I honestly don't understand the direction of Ms. Cindi's conversation, I think Miss Cindi deliberately turned around, so I'm curious.

"Owalah mbak Salma, funny yes you are, like very curious, deliberately I did not immediately let Salma curious first, hahahaa" Well, right, Miss Cindi wants to make me curious first. "Owh yeah, well, maybe Salma still has some debt with him, if there is, get it done quickly." my eyebrows blend with the more curious about what Ms. Cindi wants to say. "Alhamdulillah, it's settled, ma'am, today the last installment, actually want to take the person again, but I don't love, tired of it." I answered honestly what it is to Ms. Cindi, it's a fact that I'm tired of being hooked, because Arip is the type of person who is very difficult to pay debts.

"Well, maybe Salma did the right thing, my advice is yes, no longer give him a loan, whatever it is, he's a complicated person."

"Yes, ma'am." I replied briefly while breathing the widest possible air.

"He had deceived my husband's office mate, he said he could help solve the legal problems that befell his friend, but apparently, he only had money, already nearly eight million tablets, he said, my husband's friend was out of money, but the case wasn't finished, even as it was deliberately not taken care of. And it turns out that it is not only the case of my husband's friends, but there have been many other mothers who have been victims of fraud. Wong the car was also the result of hypocrisy, it was his cheating car, the woman was old, ih amit amit pokonya." story Bu Cindi with explosive burst. And I could only shake my head and could hardly believe what I had just heard, but suddenly his life could change so drastically, so quickly, you can have a car and get up.

#Life will never feel enough if we obey style and prestige without being able to measure ability, he said, what exists will actually plunge us into the valley of blasphemy by justifying all means to be able to meet the ego self that even the ego actually plunges us from the heat of the fire of hell later, Naudzubilahmindalik.

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