The Neglected Pearl
Part 70 Meet foster parents
“Before, Aunt Meri also forced me to give her money, but because I was afraid of Brother, so the kitchen shopping money that I often gave her.”
“How much does Lia give ?”
“Sometimes three hundred and sometimes four hundred thousand.”
“Udah how many times dear ?”
“Udah often Bang.”
“Badness, it turns out he wants to blackmail my family.” grumbled Dika slowly. “O yes dear, how many looks aunt Meri want to ask you for money ?”
“Hin, one billion.”
“What ? a billion ! Astagfirullah, he really wants to blackmail us dear.”
“Really it Bang ?”
“Iya dear, she is just a aunt who wants to snatch our treasure dear.”
“Then I must how Bang ?”
“At first aunt Meri asked for more besides that ? how many times has he asked you for money?”
“Udah often Bang, sometimes he asked for a million and if I said no money, aunt only ask for five hundred thousand only.”
“This can't be left, dear.” Answer Dika furious. "O yes, does Lia still remember the house of Mr. Joko, your foster father was ?”
“Still Bang, but I'm not sure if they're still there.”
“Not important, obviously we have to find them first, so that we can be safe from the bad influence of the woman.”
“Good Bang.” Lia replied while nodding her head.
It is very difficult to accept Dika, In addition to draining his property, Meri also always pressured Yulia his wife. So Yulia looked so frightened.
On the road Yulia seemed silent, guilt in her heart, due to the woman, made her household vacillate erratically.
After arriving somewhere, Yulia took Dika down from the car.
“Let's see here Bang, stuff time they've moved to this place !” take Yulia to her husband.
“You're sure your parents moved to this place ?”
“We first look Bang, who knows They moved to this place.”
“Good darling, we're down here only.” Said Dika accompanying his wife's footsteps.
But after all the houses were asked, no one knew where the whereabouts of Yulia's adoptive parents were.
“Since when did you part with your father Lia ?”
“Since I was eight years old.”
“Why go from home ?”
“At that time Dad told me to go busking, but when I was about to leave, three men caught me, and they took me to his place. The three of them ordered us busking, the money from the results of the snack we handed him.”
“For what ?”
“For a Foya-foya Bang ! they drink and drink on the streets.”
“Ooo, so yes.”
“But because I couldn't stand it I finally ran away from them. Since then I lived alone on the streets, until Brother saved me.”
“Malang really your fate Lia, Abang promised never to waste you.”
“But Bang, has helped me, that means brother has saved my honor from disaster.”
“Then let's find your father again, Brother sure your father must be in the area, where the scavengers reach sustenance.”
“Alright, I'm coming with Brother aja.” Lia smiled sweetly.
By mutual agreement, Akirnya Dika and Yulia down the slum area on foot.Because Dika believes Yulia's adoptive parents must be around the area.
After circling almost everywhere, Yulia found her parents .
A sense of harupun enveloped the atmosphere of Yulia's meeting with her adoptive parents.
Until Pak Joko told a long story and opened the veil that had been a question in both of them.
A very moving meeting, making it powerless to stem tears. Drop by drop the water finally fell down on the cheeks. With Dika's permission, Mr. Joko and his wife were taken to a luxurious house, where Dika and Yulia lived.
“True Well, Bang Dika who told Dad to stay at his house.”
“But son, it feels like your Father and Mother do not deserve to stay in your house, we are dirty and litter every day.”
“Well, my parents used to be scavengers too, we lived poor, and every day only ate rice. But they never gave up, they sent us to school until we succeeded.
“Truely so?”
“Iya, Yah.”
“Wah ! great it.”
“And in the end we and our family were given the opportunity by God to be able to live a happy life. So it's not worth it if I don't take my wife's parents with us.”
“Then how about the others ?” said Mr. Joko.
“Dad Mean ?”
“they are all neighbors, Father all this time, can you guys help them all regardless of this dirty place.”
“Your father's heart is really noble apparently Lia, he does not want to enjoy his own happiness, he must bring others too for it. Then all right, later after I prepare, new brother Father, we find a decent place for them.”
“right, son ?” asked Mr. Joko to confirm the promise Dika said to him.
“Iya, we promise.” Answer Dika smiled.
The good news made the entire population of the Slums happy, the heavenly wind that was exhaled Dika made them calm.
“Alright then, we leave.”
“Wait a minute, Mom wants to pack first ?” said Nadin .
“No need Mom, I'll buy you a new one later, so will Dad.”
“then our old clothes how ?”
“Leave aja, give it to others.”
“Good !” nadin replied in a soft voice.
“Then let's leave.” Take Dika to his wife and foster parents.
Akirnya Pak Joko and his wife also come, to the house of his adopted daughter. Upon arrival in Dika's car, Pak Joko was reluctant to go up and chose to walk and take his wife.
Nadin was confused who to follow at the time. Until it was decided to go with her husband and leave the nice car parked hot.
“Lho, you know, you know ! Dad and Mom where are Lia going?”
“Entai Bang, what do you want to pee times, yes ?”
replied Yulia who was at that time also confused.
“How much water is the way there Lia ? something must have gone wrong !”
“Dad ! Mother ! Where are you guys going ? Lia cried out in a loud voice.
“Pie anyway, nduk ! said Dad karo I want to stay with you ?”
“Come, yo ! that's true, but not on foot ? Here is a car that takes you from this place.”
“So we ride what is Lia ? angkot ride ?”
“Not, dear Mother, we all ride in the car Bang Dika, aja !” take Lia.
“Ogah ah ! I don't want to ride in the car .”
“Why Well ?”
“Let Dad and your mom walk away, we're used to walking.”
“Dad, Mother ? if we walk from here to Bang Dika's house, it takes three days, do you want to walk for three days without stopping ?”
“What ? three days ?”
“Yes Well, three new days nyampe, if you do not believe please just a leg.”
“Ngak ! I'll follow you guys !”
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