
The atmosphere of the morning towards noon was still the same. The bustling atmosphere is typical of the market in one of the sub-districts that are still part of Cilacap district, Central Java.
But of all activities, then they pass by and make the food stall Arum road just because the front door and back of the tiny shophouse is wide open, it is a nuisance for Arum who is busy taking care of everything himself. Yes if they excuse even just for pleasantries, sometimes the presence of those who make the stalls more narrow also bothers buyers in the stalls. Not infrequently, there are those who do not buy because of the narrowness of the stalls make them have to queue.
A fresh and newly arrived black veiled woman, astonished to observe the atmosphere of the Arum stall. Arum who just happened to leave behind the two stoves that were all lit and the four axes were also decorated with different dishes, smiling to welcome him. That's Inne's mother as the owner of the shophouse that Arum rented.
“Lho, Mbak Arum still selling?” said Inne's mother was still astonished.
Not a bit suspicious, Arum still put on a cheerful face even though in fact, the woman was already feeling very tired because so early had managed to sell four kilos of rice complete with various side dishes and vegetables, he said, and all of that was done by myself from early morning.
“Yes, Ms. Inne. Thankfully, this is still selling. Inne's mother how are you? What is it going to do?” reply Arum while carrying a porch rica-rica. He passed the white woman who still looked confused watching him. In addition, Inne's mother also observed the atmosphere of the stall that was full of visitors, with a look no less confused.
Arum thought, the situation occurred because it was no different from the others, Inne's mother was also compassionate to him who despite having just given birth but was busy selling. He turned his head and found the neat lady walking a little quickly closer to him.
“Mbak Arum, ... This I'm so sorry, yes. Sorry inner birth if I was wrong.”
“Mother Inne said that? What's wrong?” reply Arum while putting one of his rica-flavored bowls in the storefront. Honestly, Arum's premonition was immediately bad especially Inne's mother's response as if she did not feel good to him. The woman at the beginning of the four heads looked very agitated.
“Y-yes yes, Ms. Arum, .. I'm really sorry. But how, huh? Yesterday the money has been taken, he said not to be an extension, because the money wants to make medical expenses Ms. Arum.”
Hearing the explanation from Inne's mother just now, Arum's heart was already beating very fast. “Sorry Mother Inne, I mean Mother Inne how?” But honestly, the brain and memory of Arum has immediately thought about the money Angga who a few days ago he went to work in very large quantities. When the man came after Septi and up to a romantic meal there.
“Yes yes, Ma'am! Husband said Mbak Arum, after Mbak gave birth, Mbak bleeding heavily. Your baby is critical too! You guys get referred to Banyumas and it costs a lot. That's why my husband asked for all the money that Mbak deposited to pay for the extension of the contract, and I love everything. This I am also very confused, really Mbak is still selling, while the new shophouse tenant is ready to occupy today too!” obviously Inne's mother and continues to ring in the mind as well as the memory of Arum. Speech that also makes Arum run fast to make a stitch wound in his birth canal feels very painful.
With tears in his eyes, Arum enters the bank where Angga works and happens to be bustling. Sad, tight, really very sick, Arum really can't describe his feelings right now. Across the registration table, Arum finds Dawn smiling at him but the man's face instantly turns to be filled with seriousness and worry. While from the inner room and separated by a glass door, Arum found Angga who stepped out rather hurriedly while carrying a pile of files.when finally her ex-husband came out, he was, without thinking long Arum directly hit the large taflon that the woman held using both hands, as powerful as the face of Angga.
“TEGA YOU, MAS!” Emotional and still crying tears, loud and vibrating voice Arum managed to shake the atmosphere there.
Everything was compact standing, crowding and staring in horror at what was happening. The guard who was originally standing next to the entrance, hurriedly entered at once approached.
“Mbak Arum ...” The security guard immediately tried to approach Arum.
“DO NOT INTERFERE!” Arum stared angrily at the security guard. “Let me demand justice. Let everyone here know this man's behavior!” Then Arum's focus returned to Angga who was still curled up while grimacing in pain on the floor.
No one dared to come closer let alone help Angga, especially they also know the personal problems of Angga and Arum which were already spread. The problem is also still a hot gossip in their work environment, to this day.
“Where's your boss? Call your boss, let him know your foul behavior! You could have stolen my money, Mom! Could-can you take the money for the renewal of the shophouse contract and make my health as well as the health of Aidan that you say is critical as an excuse! You can take my sweat money! You can take away the rights of Aidan that you even threw away from birth because since Aidan was born, even if you do not love him who is obviously your flesh and blood!” Arum ended his words while beating the back of Angga amid his more and more endless tears.
“You can marry again! You can just throw me away and even throw away your own flesh-blood Aidan! You can even slander me at will, .. but that doesn't mean you can just take my money. That's my due. That's Aidan's right. If I lose my shophouse, what do Aidan and I eat? Where do Aidan and I live?!”
“Now you stand! Stand up and give me my money back! I want my money right now!”
Angga who was still curled up, painstakingly woke up. The man was busy grimacing because his nose and part of his face was immediately bruised tend to be charred due to the impact of taflon.
“Balikin my money, fast! Balikin and take care to pay the contract extension anyway I do not want to know!”
“Rum ...”
“DON'T BE MUCH OF A REASON, MAS! ANYWAY I DON'T WANT TO KNOW. BECAUSE IF YOU CAN'T TURN THAT MONEY BACK AND TAKE CARE OF IT TO BU INN, NOW I'LL STEAL YOU TO THE NEXT POLICE!” Arum's patience is over. It doesn't matter who he judges. No matter what all the eyes there were focused on paying attention to him. Even the big boss at the bank got out of his study. The important thing is that the money is back in one piece and processed directly to Inne's mother so that Arum does not lose his place of residence and his place to earn sustenance.