The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Fighting over debt

Just had Amir left my house two minutes ago, bang Supri came with his blind motorbike. While he was parking his noisy motorbike in the yard, I pura did not know his arrival and melengos wanted to enter the house but it turns out that bang Supri first knew of my whereabouts who was about to enter then he insinuated me."You're so cocky Nuri, your brother just came to play away."

I stopped my steps and turned around, looking as usual and has become the hallmark of bang Supri wearing shoes and clothes that always look dirty.

"Oh, there's a Supri bang anyway! what are you gonna do here? want to meet mom?I haven't come home." I overcame his innuendo with ketus. It is not without reason that I behave like that to my second brother, because his own attitude towards me is what makes me always be strict with him.

"Who wants to find a mother? I'm here to meet this man who has no manners" he said. I cut my lips, bang Supri said I was not polite like she was polite, mentang mentang him the older so just as he was just acting on me.

"Ck, what's my business? tumben you're looking for me bang, don't you say you want to borrow money with me, no, nothing."I had a very good goal he came to my house must not be separated from the money problem, therefore I immediately spoke so.

"Whoever wants to borrow money, I do not want to borrow money but want to collect the debt of the mother as the Yati two hundred thousand," he said, stepping towards me. What I was right about was that he came not far from money.

"Well, keep.the manager with me what bang?"

"Yes you pay the debt of the mother" replied bang Supri lightly.

I was annoyed and furious at my sly sister's reply. He thinks that mother's debt is my responsibility and I have to pay it. I'm gonna take it back, too."Mother who has debt with your wife why do you charge her debt to me bang?"

"Yes because you're her mother's son," she replied casually.

I shook my head, not thinking about my brother's mindset. Does he think I'm just my mother's son.

"Indeed, the mother's son was just me? who are you, whose child? The kid that was picked up from the trash? ask me grimly and cynically.

"Absolutely you call me a collector. I am his real son!" surya replied with emotions in place. He didn't accept me saying it to a pickling boy.

"Have known his biological child why not you who pay the debt of mother to your wife," said I later.

"Because you are living with the mother of Nuriiiii.

"Ck, you and your wife are eleven and twelve alike have a petty and cunning nature at all. It has not been counted how much debt you both owe the mother but never returned. What else have you owed tens of millions to me and never returned until now, not to mention you borrowed three hundred thousand not so long ago to me. This is only a debt of two hundred thousand until you charge a bang, you people don't know yourself, you know" I said long sheet. I brought the debt to me and to my mother because I was really furious. Mother's debt to those who are not comparable they are charged to all. True cunning and calculation once bang Supri.

"Hoh, it's nice of you to call me cunning and petty Nur, his name is also a debt yes I collect it, no matter it's the same sodara or parents, whose name is a debt that must be paid."

"Well, that's right bang, if that's why I also want to collect your debt with the tens of millions that bang. I don't care if you're my son or not. The name of the debt must be paid as you said just now. Or do I want to take your debt to the law? because your debt is not just one hundred two hundred thousand but tens of millions." I flipped his words at once threatening and it turns out my words made him silent.

"You're calculating your own sodara at all Nuri," he said after a few seconds of silence. His face looks very upset at me.

"Ck, don't read yes, don't you yourself calculation? the money of two hundred thousand you just bill to insistent and use urate."

"Your mouth Nur..!"

"Why my mouth?" I asked defiantly, I lifted up while shaking my waist.

"Do you think I don't dare to be as cunning and petty as you bang?" I challenged him again with my hands not yet lowered from the waist.

Bang Supri's face looked red as if holding back her anger and stepped towards me. I immediately grabbed the broom handle located in the corner and not far from where I was standing to guard if the Supri bang would be rude to me. He looked surprised to see me take the floor broom. I looked at him with sharp eyes while holding a broom ready to be thrown at him. Bang Supri stepped back until he got on his bike and said, "watch out for you Nur." Then pass away. I took a deep breath after his departure. Really upset and furious at his cunning attitude.

An hour later, there was a female scream on the porch that was quite deafening to my eardrum. I peeked out through the window curtain of my room and it turned out that Yati was his wife bang Supri who was yelling my name. I am not surprised to see her coming home, especially if not to collect my mother's debt after her husband failed to collect.

I walked up to him and just opened the door he was already slashing in making my shoulder pushed along. With a feeling of annoyance I said, "disrespectful play nyelonong into people's homes, say hello first cake."

She turned her head towards me with her cynical face." It's up to me dong, it's my in-laws' house."

"Owh, the in-law who's been paying off his debt that's not how much?" ask me in a satirical tone.

"Oh, so? then what about the debt you owe to mom including your debt to me? doesn't it have to be paid, too?" I turned his words.

"Don't call me dong, but to your brother, bang Supri. He's the one who borrowed it, not me." Mba Yati denied it.

"Then you also do not charge me dong, but to my mother will he borrow not me!" he said I was back.

"Can't be so dong, you're his son ya should you pay."

"Why don't you just charge the same mas Supri he's his son too."

"You are Nur...!"

"Why with me? I cut off the unfinished words he said.

Mba Yati was silent because she said I broke it perfectly but the look in her eyes showed her frustration to me.

"Are you not aware that you owe my mother a lot of money and you never give it back?" ask me then.

"What owes me is that Supri's bang not me Nuri, why did you take me?"mba Yati denied in an annoyed tone.

"But on your orders, right, mba?" accuse me but I do not arbitrarily accuse him because it is so.

"Don't just accuse you Nur!"deny it, he does not accept it.

"Bang Supri himself said every time he minjem money must be for you mba."

"I never told her to owe you guys a poor man!" he said it out loud. He started insulting us.

I casually overcame it."It is better to look poor than to look rich but in fact poor. To meet his needs like a socialite alone must owe here and there," I quipped.

Mba Yati looked fiercely at me and I looked back with no less gutsy. Does he think I'm scared? not at all. Her face full of makeup began to be lumuri sweat so hot hear my innuendo.

"Sok know you Nur, say I'm poor. Don't you know that my parents are rich unlike your mother, poor," she later said. At the end of the day, he prides his parents on owning a grocery store and insulting my mother.

I smiled at you."Ck, rich parents you are proud of mba, pity my mother, daughter-in-law who you want her turns out not to be like a poisonous snake."

"Your son of a bitch, how dare you call me a snake." Mba Yati stepped closer to me and then her hand outstretched about to grab my hijab. But before that happened I first pulled his hand and twisted it backwards. It is not difficult to do so because of his short body size. Mba Yati screamed in pain but I didn't care. Indeed, once must be taught a lesson so that he does not consider me a weak person anymore.

"The du duhhh....Let me lon te! fuck you!" his swearing was harsh but I ignored his swearing.

"I won't let go before your hand breaks my sister-in-law who doesn't know herself" I said, scaring her and smiling.

I added twisting it, my actions made it squeak tight."Awwwww.sakit Nuri..lepasin me!" her yell.

"Listen yes mba socialita, once again you and your husband come here to collect your money that is not that much or ask for money in borrowing mode I will not hesitate to break your limbs," threatening me, Mba Yati looked surprised by what I said.

Then I pushed her body until she staggered forward and hit the sofa.

"Go from my house, just be careful if you come back here." I kicked him out, his chest looked up and down in anger then he stomped his leg and passed away.

Not that I cannot pay my mother's debt of two hundred thousand but only want to teach lessons to those who have a petty and cunning nature.