The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
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We talked to the women for a long time until they finally told them where the house was.

We continued our steps until we arrived at a small house whose paint had faded and two floors and left right adhering to other neighboring houses.

"Excuse me, excuse me?" Raihan called the owner of the house who looked quiet and the door was tightly closed.

"Excuse me, excuse me?" Raihan called again but there was no answer.

Soon we heard like the voice of two people fighting even the sound of furniture was also rumored in the house.

"Why the grandmother was not killed or thrown away. It's just hard on our lives, Mom. I'm ashamed to have a grandmother like her. People are making fun of me. I'm ashamed of you." The sound of a teenage girl speaking out loud enough to be heard clearly enough in our ears.

"You're a basic child doesn't know yourself. That's why she's my mother. The mother who lived for us, lived for you. Did your father ever give money to you to finance your life. It never is."

"But for years he's been struggling with our lives, ma'am, why the hell does he have to be sick like that. Why didn't he just die."

"Shut up!" Jerk a woman who from her voice is like a mature woman or the voice of someone who is aged.

"Well, if you keep her in this house I'll leave this house."

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"Lina..Lina!"

Suddenly the door was forcibly opened by the owner of the house and immediately he immediately gave a surprised face to see our presence in front of his house. Similarly, I was quite surprised to see that woman who was none other than the woman who was fascinated by Raihan when in the substation.

"Lina, you can't be......"

Suddenly the voice of the woman who spoke to the young girl who was standing in the doorway with a dumbfounded look was hanging after noticing our existence.

Then the woman took a look at us." Ka..who are you?" Ask the woman whose hair has grown gray.

"Excuse me ma'am, apologize in advance if our arrival interfered with mom and mba."

"A.. What is it?"

"I want to ask if this house is really the home of Suryati's mother who used to work at Sucipto Mangunkusumo Jakarta hospital as a nurse?"

The woman's forehead is shrinking." Right, my mom used to work there when I was a teenager."

I smiled, and so did Bayu and Raihan.

"So right this is the house of Suryati's mother who had worked at Sucipto hospital?" Raihan asked again.

"Yes, right. What's the need for my mother?"

"Can we meet with him, Mom? there's something we want to ask him and it's very important."

The mother was silent as well as the teenage girl.

"Mom, help Mom! we want to meet him." Doctor Bayu pleaded.

"But.my mother can't talk mas. Moving can't either. My mother is sick."

We were silent and looked at each other. Then I asked her."Can we see her, ma'am?"I think even though I can't talk to at least I want to see that woman.

The mother was still silent but soon she nodded allowing us to see the former nurse.

We smile.

The two women walked away from the door so we could enter the small house. I went in first and Raihan followed and sister Bayu behind Raihan.

After being inside the house I was astonished to see the state of his house is very random scramble. Furniture scattered where. Maybe it was a trace of the quarrel between the child and the mother earlier.

"My mother is on top." The woman's words distract me.

"Darling, don't go up." Raihan prevented me from stepping foot on the stairs.

I looked back." Why?"

"I'm afraid the stairs are falling."

I'm speechless.

"It's okay. The origin of the rise one by one," said the owner of the house who had been above.

"But..."

I'm shaking. I don't like Raihan's words that seem demeaning even though I know that's not what Raihan means. He's just more protective of me so I don't get hurt. But still Raihan's words can cause misunderstanding of the owner of the house.

Then I continued to climb the stairs with my heart. From below Raihan stared on standby to catch when I fell. Until finally I was on the top floor made of plank floor. After that, Raihan and brother Bayu followed me.

The owner of the house took us to a small room, dim lighting, the musty smell almost stinky until Raihan and Bayu brother closed their noses. While I was alone despite her nausea and wanted to vomit but I tried to hold her back because I wanted to appreciate the owner of the house.

"That's my mother." The mother pointed down. I who have since come have not looked down directly down. Under the dim light, on top of the thin mattress lay a body figure living bones, hair full of gray hair, and, pale face just like the undead was closing his eyes and breathing hard like a person who was dying.

"Astaghfiruallah the enzyme." I was quite surprised to see it as well as Raihan and Bayu brother who were no less surprised by me.

But somehow I do not have pity on the old woman but rather my hatred for her. She was so helpless, but I hated her. I rubbed my face and beristighfar so that the devil does not control my heart and issued a word that can hurt the owner of the house and the old woman.

"Darling, it's out." Raihan took me out, maybe he couldn't stand the smell.

I glanced at Raihan, he nods his head while covering his nose. However, I did not heed her invitation but instead turned my eyes on the old woman again and stepped closer to her.

"Did you remember helping a woman give birth and at that time she died?"

The woman who lived the bones instantly opened her eyes and looked at me. I was surprised to see it that was like a corpse and then got back up even I had a step back so surprised. Similarly, the mother of the owner of the house, Raihan and sister Bayu are no less surprised.

His sunken eyes kept staring at me and his mouth groaned like I was talking but I didn't understand. But before long he snorted back and his eyes glared exactly as when the angel of death was taking human lives.

"Free to talk to mba. My mother won't respond."

"Has he always been like that?" Ask Raihan.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Since when?"

"From five years ago."

"Aren't you taken to the hospital for treatment?"

"Already, but not a single doctor is able to treat it because the disease is not detected."

Raihan and I looked at each other.

"Will the mother still be able to receive food?" Ask doctor Bayu.

The owner of the house shook his head." I haven't fed her for a year even I've never cleaned her. That's why I keep it here because I'm ashamed of people if anyone visits my house.

"One year is not fed but still alive."

"I'm also surprised mas, had a mistake my mother to death was very difficult."

"Are they not brought to smart people?" Ask doctor Bayu.

"I once took her to a kyai and the kyai said she wouldn't die if she hadn't been forgiven by someone. But I don't know whose pardon I am because I don't know what my mother's fault is."

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I smothered my mouth and ran down the stairs to get rid of my stomach contents that were not strong enough to withstand nausea.