The President Enters the Village
Impostors
The sun was getting hotter, a girl was sitting in her wheelchair. Take notes one by one the sacks of grain brought by farmers. The old output phone is grasped, observing the incoming message.
"Three million," he murmured a rude sigh, trying to smile. Slowly the wheelchair returned in motion, reaching for his ATM card in the drawer. Calling one of the employees in his warehouse, to accompany him to the nearest ATM.
Paralyzed? Right, that's how he is at the moment. Have a lover who is studying specialist doctor. Haikal, that's the name of his lover. The upstairs? Not the Haikal family, only farm laborers who have small land.
Since the age of 18 years he was in a relationship with the young man, until the young man decided to go to college in the city. Helping to finance his girlfriend's college by working in his father's fields and vast estates, he did.
Dirga is the name of the father. The richest man in the village, often referred to by the term landlord. Life is perfect, right? However, at the age of 22 years an accident that makes his daughter unable to walk.
Haikal had gone home to see his lover, clutching his fingers tightly in the hospital."I will go to college in the city, become a doctor, so I can cure you" he said with a smile when he decided to re-educate as a bone specialist.
Hana just smiled to find the sincere face of her lover who grasped her fingers tightly.
8 Years later, he just transferred the money. Occasionally meet with his lover if the young man returns home.
***
Day turned night, Hana stretched her muscles, staring at her spacious yard. Until one more person comes to her, Sena (haikal's mother). A sickening face that seemed to be smiling full of intent to her.
"Hana, thank goodness you're still home, Gio (haykal's sister) is sick. I wanted to take him for treatment" he said, clutching the handcuffs of the girl in the wheelchair.
"How much do you need?" tanyakanya.
"One million," Sena replied without hesitation.
"Gio hurts what?" Hannah knitted her forehead.
"The body is hot, must be taken to the hospital. Fear DB or other diseases so better blood tests just in case," replied Sena.
"Sirjo sir!!" call Hana to one of her father's employees."Take Gio to the hospital, bring the car in the garage," he continued, reaching into the pocket to give the key.
"Let aunt alone, don't bother Kirjo. Just give me the money..." Sena raised her hand.
This does not happen once, it has happened often, taking for granted the girl before him. Haikal's Dad? The middle-aged man was one of the transport workers in Dirga's warehouse. While Sena, makeup and often play gambling.
"It's..." Hana gave money 50 thousand rupiah.
"Why so!? Which is enough to go to the hospital," said Sena growled.
"Enough to go to midwives or mantri. You don't have a vehicle to the hospital, Kirjo doesn't want to. Yes already, treat in the midwife alone." replied Hana indifferently.
Plaque...
One slap landed on the cheek of the girl sitting in the wheelchair. Sena clenched her forehead in annoyance, "I'll complain this to Haikal!! His sister's life is at stake but you!!" snapped it.
"If you don't want to, give her 50 ribs back" Hana raised her hand.
Sena sulked carrying the money away without shame, with an annoyed step, leaving the girl sitting in a wheelchair,"Basic handicapped!!" he said, not self-conscious already living from the hard work of a disabled girl.
Dirga sighed harshly, approaching her daughter, "Why not just give it? Your relationship and Haikal later." he asked.
"No, let it be, today's father Sari (ART who works in their house) cook what?" she smiled as she recorded something in her little book.
"Kale stir-fry," Dirga sighed harshly, looking at her only daughter, the girl who would inherit her business, who was 30 years old but never visited her lover as well.
***
The night grew darker, Hana sat on the edge of the bed, sighed violently, began to re-learn to stand. Little by little, moving his limp white feet, the first step, until the second step, finally on the third step again fell on the floor.
A cloud? Elsewhere, precisely a rented apartment, the rain poured down with a bang, accompanied by the sound of lightning.
"It's a shame we got married, right?" asked a woman wrapped in a blanket without a thread covering her body. Hugging the beautiful young man who was lying down with the same blanket beside him.
"Yes, you have your own boutique. I'll be graduating soon too. We will hold a festive wedding party" Haikal smiled, tightening his arms.
"I love you, tomorrow buy me a new outfit to come to your graduation?" ask Zara (the woman), in a spoiled tone.
"Yes," Haikal again peppered the body of women in his arms, providing stimulation to continue their activities.
New outfit? Silly right? A boutique owner wants to buy new clothes by his girlfriend. Right, Zara was just lying, wanting to ensnare the young specialist candidate in her arms.
Haikal's? The young man is also a big liar, saying he is the son of the richest man in his village so he can ask for any money.
Marrying the rich boutique owner in her arms, was her wish, to escape from the beautiful disabled girl who financed her college.
The two deliberately came into contact many times without safety. Wanting to ensnare a couple he considered to have a high status to marry him.
***
Somewhere else...
Prangs...
A young man again made a mistake, sighing harshly feeling that there was no work that suited him.
"This is the umpteenth time!! Nathan!! You're fired!!" said a middle-aged man yelling at the young man who was just downcast, picking up a shard of glass before him.
His hands tremble, annoyed? Sure oes. The young man walked out of the restaurant area, reaching for his phonecell.
"Kelvin, I'm still betting with my brother, aren't I?" ask someone across there.
"Yes sir, if you can make 100 million without help from your brother, and take up other fields, besides business. You can come back" replied Kelvin (secretary Nathan).
"I have a piece of land in a remote village, which my brother has not yet confiscated. I just want to go there to learn to be a farmer, please take the certificate of land in the closet, at the top," he said with a smile, have another idea after a few months of being stuck as a poor person living in small boarding houses.
"Yes sir..." Kelvin.
"One more thing, I can't ask for your help to raise 100 million. But I can ask for your help to destroy a restaurant right?" the question is full of smiles.
"Restaurant?" Kelvin knitted his forehead.
"Destroy the Jewel of the restaurant, tomorrow should already be a landfill," he said glancing at the restaurant behind him.
"Okay sir" said the assistant, along with Nathan, who turned off his call.
Jonathan Northan, his name began his business career at a young age. Just living alone with her older brother. Brothers who started their business from scratch.
However, Nathan's cruelty in the business world infuriated his older brother. Destroying a company just because the owner spilled alcoholic beverages on his clothes?
Not only that, firing the waiter if it goes wrong just a little. Not respecting others, it is his nature that all must be perfect. It was as if the whole world was on him.
To that end, Joseph the elder brother, made a pact. The brother who is still single until now will get married, if his sister is willing to accept a bet to live as an ordinary person.
Brothers who love each other is their relationship. Until, Nathan is willing to leave everything, try to live as an ordinary person, accept his brother's challenge.
Seriate