Son-in-law Unwanted
Chapter 24 The trials begin to come

Candra tries to calm the heart of the wife so as not to worry too much about finances. As a man, he will be responsible.

"Mel, you take it easy I'll definitely find a job to help with my medical expenses." Candra rubbed Melinda's head.

Melinda knows exactly finding a job in this city is not as easy as turning a palm. However, he did not want to destroy the faith of the husband better support his wishes.

"Thank you, Mum. I don't know what to do if there's no you" Melinda said.

"Of course Honey. I will always be by your side in joy and sorrow. Yes, we have been to the inpatient registration so that Dad will be given treatment immediately." Candra leads the wife towards the hospital registration. Every procedure has been done and now Candra and Melinda are a little calmer.

The day just passed, as promised Candra looking for a job. However, unfortunately no company is willing to accept itself which basically only has experience on the farm. In this city looking for a job is like looking for a needle piled hay.

Candra once saw there was the largest farm in Bogor and wanted to work there, but unfortunately was not accepted on the grounds of not needing new employees.

"Where else should I find a job?" candra's murmuring is now beginning to despair.

The sun was getting higher, his stomach which was only filled with coffee and a few tablespoons of fried rice now began to ask to be refilled.

"If I go home without good news, will Meli receive it? He had hoped that I would go home to get a job, in addition to eating also for the additional cost of Santoso's father's treatment" said Candra sighing heavily. At this time he already has nothing, the car he brought has been sold following with a mobile phone for medical expenses in-laws.

Candra walks lunglai down the sidewalk. He hoped that the energy he had, a miracle, would come to him.

Long enough Candra walked, but the universe seemed to want to test it. The good news has not yet come. Along the road he saw were only magnificent tall buildings. However, there is not a single piece of paper that informs that the company is opening a vacancy.

On the sidewalk, Candra decides to stop her journey. He rested for a while so that his stomach that began to rumble could subside. But, in fact, he was wrong. His stomach could not be compromised at all.

Candra grimaces small. The pain in his stomach was excruciating. The pocket was broken hoping there was money still tucked in there.

Candra's eyeballs sparkled as if she was getting a draw when her hand felt a small paper fold in her pants pocket and a flat, circular object.

"It's enough to buy a hunger-pending drink, and the rest I can buy acid-reducing drugs, stomach" said Candra as she stared at the newfound money. The nominal is fairly small, only two sheets with the number two, and one silver coin.

Candra hurried up. He immediately looked for a small stall to buy what he needed, and the money was still left silver coins.

Like the breeze in a barren field. Candra's oesophagus is now feeling refreshed when the hungry procrastinator drink enters her oral cavity.

"Yeah." A long sigh escaped Candra's lips. With such a small intake, he again forced his feet to go around looking for sustenance.

At a time like this Candra remembers Rosa—sang's mother, since childhood she had never experienced this kind of difficulty. Should he go back and beg to be given money? In an instant Candra immediately shook her head, she did not want the wife to get into trouble again.

With a heavy breath Candra again walked again Candra's patience is still tested. He had traveled far and in fact he did not get what he was looking for. Candra decided to go to the market.

"There I can be a pelvic coolie, my body is still burly and strong. At least I can bring money to buy rice," muttered Candra slowly stepping her feet towards the market.

Candra happily lifted up a pile of rice sacks that could be interpreted as one sack containing fifty kilograms of rice.

'It turns out your sustenance is here, ' Candra's inner self while smiling a thin smile typical of hers.

Tired, and thirsty Candra must have felt. However, when he remembered the smile of the wife who would welcome him when he arrived home made him excited again. This sufferer is not how much with what Melinda has felt while in her home.

"This pack is done" said Candra, wiping the sweat off her forehead.

"I love your job, what's your name? I think I just saw you." The old man who was estimated to be in his fifties grinned widely when he saw that his warehouse had been filled with sacks of rice.

"Candra, Sir. My name is Candra."

"It's a payday for you!" The owner of the warehouse gave Candra fifty thousand dollars to carry twenty bags of rice, although not comparable to the calm he spent, but Candra was very happy, only this time he can get money from his efforts without any frills of the name of the mother.

"Thank you, sir." Candra nodded her head, after making small talk she immediately resigned herself.

"Tomorrow you can come here again."

"Well, sir," said Candra then passed away.

Candra's pleasure is in fact inversely proportional to what is felt by middle-aged women who have been trailing Candra since.

"Damn it, I raised my son with love and great wealth, and now he's just like a useless man?" objurgation.

Rosa has just learned of the child's whereabouts after she called Candra's cell phone, which is in fact someone else picked her up. At first he does not care and will wait for Candra to beg herself to come home and she will act as if she will accept her son and daughter-in-law with open arms, for what was planned with Cici to go perfectly. However, seeing this kind of situation would he just be quiet?

"Road, we pretend to hit him" Rosa ordered.

"Ta—but Madam, if Mr Candra is hurt how?" ask the driver.

"Are you stupid? Don't hit him too hard. Remember if he gets hurt on your head that I'm gonna cut off!" rosa Ancam.

The driver scratched his non-itchy scalp. How can I hit but not get hurt? He thought that the boss was watching too much television.

"Look again, walk!" rosa's orders upon seeing Candra had already gone too far.

"Ba ... Good Mistress." The driver slowly runs his car he also begins to marginalize the car to touch Candra's body which is now focused on a sheet of money in his hands.

Bruckk!