Three Musketeers Mom
TMM 83'S. Helping Those Who Need Help

One month later ....

Christopher used to live in the Mansion. He also became familiar and close to the residents of the Mansion. With Alexias, Lora, the triplets, even with Martha and Marc as well as others. Including Agatha, Jeremy and Erlisa.

Everyone is getting used to Christopher. Besides being smart and smart. Christopher also deftly helps anything he can do. He even taught the triplets to study occasionally.

Odellia and Olesia are thrilled, as Christopher helps them to learn. For them Christopher is patient and friendly. Studying with Christopher was fun. However, it was not felt by Oriana. Somehow Oriana still halfheartedly accepts Christopher in her family.

Even Oriana still did not want to call Christopher 'Silver' like Odellia and Olesia. Oriana also still put a sense of suspicion on Christopher.

***

Hannah decides to open her coffee shop. He, along with Ezra, was looking for a suitable place. The place that previously turned out not to be rented, because it will be re-built and used alone as a place of business. For the sake of the lover, Ezra willingly busy looking for the right location.

Ezra was busy from morning to evening. Today, there are five locations that he visited. However, everything was not as expected. Ezra began to fret, his heart becoming restless. Tired enough, he decided to stop somewhere.

"How's this? It's been almost two weeks, and I haven't gotten a good location for Hannah. What if I don't find him by the end of the month? no, no, no. I have to try harder anyway. I must not give up." Inner Ezra who was sitting casually in her car.

His eyes scoured the surroundings. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. He finds it difficult to find a location that matches his and Hannah's expectations. He rested his back and raised his head. His eyes closed for a moment to calm down.

Ten minutes later ....

Hannah called Ezra. The two talked on the phone.

Speak on the phone*

"Yes, baby." replied Ezra.

"Where are you?" ask Hannah.

"I'm going outside. What was? are you missing me?" ezra Goda.

"What are you thinking, sir. Come on, don't tease me. I just want to know where you are and what you're doing, because I'm thinking about it." Hannah explained.

Ezra sighed, "Hahh .... "

"Why again? what happens until you breathe like that. There's gotta be something or a problem, right?" ask Hannah.

"Actually I've been around a few places today. But, the place you want to be can't be found yet" replied Ezra.

"You don't have to push yourself, Ezra. Let's just go slowly, okay" Hannah said.

"Yes, thank you for always understanding, baby" said Ezra.

"Either. Ah, I want to help Papa and your Mama first, yes. Dahh, baby." said Hannah.

"Dahh .. " answered Ezra.

Hannah ended her call. Ezra keeps his phone back and decides to go around breathing fresh air in the afternoon. He got out of his car and walked down the street around the area. He slowly looked around.

"The atmosphere here is good too" he murmured.

Ezra stopped his footsteps, he saw something that caught his attention. Some burly people were beating an old man, until the middle-aged man fell on the street. Feeling sorry, Ezra finally approached and helped someone. He could not bear to see the weak oppressed.

"What are they. How dare it be to the old weak, "inner Ezra. Walk over.

***

Some people were gnawing at a middle-aged man. Those people were behaving rudely towards the old man. They said harsh words and persecuted the old man. Even to the point of pushing, to the point that the person's body fell on the road.

"If you don't pay it off. We'll have to confiscate everything you have!" shouted someone with a waist in front of the half-old man.

"Please, don't take those things. It was the legacy of my late wife. Forgive me, give me some time so I can pay my debt to you guys" said the middle-aged man.

The man begged that those who abused him not take his things. With a trembling body he got up and knelt pleading with the three people before him. He did not want his wife's belongings to be taken for granted.

"What, you want us to just shut up?" furious at someone pulling the middle-aged man's coarse hair.

"The longer you get, old man. Not afraid to die, yeah" said someone else.

"Oh, no, just ignore him. Let's get the stuff from inside his house and go. Boss is waiting for us, "take someone else to two of his colleagues.

"Yes, come on." replied a colleague beside him.

"Curtain! This time you can live a quiet life, old man. Don't stop us from taking your useless things" said the man who pulled the hair. He immediately let go of his hand and was about to follow his friend.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man immediately hugged the leg of the person who had just pulled his hair. She cried and kept begging her things not to be taken away. Tightly the old man hugged the feet of the young man who was scolding him.

"No, Mister. Please don't take my wife's things. I beg!" he cried out begging.

"Let go!" the jolt of a person again kicked the old man who was hugging his leg. "Fuck your words. Even if you cry blood, I won't hear what you say. You are already in debt. Can't pay still act." he continued, who immediately turned and walked away. Want to get inside the house immediately.

"Wait .." said Ezra who had just arrived. He immediately helped the middle-aged man stand up. "You're fine" Ezra asked, looking at the person he was helping.

"I'm good, Sir. Thank you" replied the man whom Ezra helped.

"You who? what business are you doing stopping my steps?" ask someone stout on Ezra. The man stared intently at Ezra.

"Don't take her things. In exchange I will pay off all of his debts. Isn't all you want is money?" ezra said frowning. He looks upset.

The burly man smiled slantingly, "Well, well, do you really want to pay the debt? the debt is not even a little. Are you sure you can pay the money? don't tell me you're going to sell your body to pay us" he mocked Ezra and laughed at Ezra.

"Give me," said Ezra, beginning to grow angry.

"What's? give what?" ask someone who is confused.

"Are you stupid? if you collect the debt, there must be a report, right? give me the paperwork on his debt" said Ezra emotionally.

"You serious? your eyes will jump out to see the nominal" replied the person again. He doubted Ezra's words.

"Don't say much! quickly give it to me. I don't have the patience to wait. Quickly give it away while I ask for it, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life" Ezra said. Patience is on the verge of limits.

Someone was burly and the two partners just looked at each other. They were not sure of Ezra's words. However, it was also afraid to hear the threat Ezra was making.

"Ok, take me to your Boss' place" replied Ezra who immediately agreed.

"Sir, is it okay? they are all dangerous people, sir." said the middle-aged man beside Ezra.

Ezra looked and smiled at the old man by his side, "Just calm down, Uncle. There will be nothing more dangerous than me" he replied trying to win over someone beside him.

"But .." his words instantly came to a halt as he looked in Ezra's confident eyes.

"Come on," Ezra asked, starting to get impatient.

They all went to see the debt collector's boss. Ezra and the middle-aged man followed the three people who were walking in front of him. Apparently, not far from the previous location, their Boss was already waiting in the car with a driver.

Someone ran up to a car and knocked on the windshield. He also spoke to his superiors.

"Master .." call someone to his Master sitting in the car.

"What's wrong? where's the stuff? I'm asking you to take all that junk. Why did you come back here empty-handed?" ask someone sitting in the car.

"That, that, that's Sir. There's a little problem. Someone came and said they wanted to see you. He will pay off the debt of the sick old man." he explained to his boss.

"What's? who is he that brave? let me see. Very arrogant," said someone who was called the Boss.

The collectible boss got out of the car. He saw, not far from him there was someone who owed him and a stranger, as well as his two subordinates.

"Hey, you! A sick old man who likes to make trouble. How many months is it? You can't even afford a dime. Do you think this is a joke?" with his outspoken voice and his arrogant style.

"Give me the documents" said Ezra.

"You who?" ask someone who just got out of the car.

"Who am I is important?"sahut Ezra stared coldly.

Ezra saw, a person wearing a blue suit stelan asked for his carry in the car. Not long back out with a document in his hand. Then he brought the documents to her. Accepted and immediately opened the document he holds. Ezra showed the nominal listed on the document to someone beside him.

"Uncle, is this a number?" ask Ezra.

Someone looked at the document and nodded his head, "Yes, sir." she replied.

"Ok" replied Ezra, who immediately took his phone. "Give me your account. I'll pay for it straight away" said Ezra staring at the collectible Boss.

"Is this kid real? he's not playing me, is he?" the boss of debt collectors.

The collector's boss walked slowly closer to Ezra and they also made a payment transaction for a middle-aged male debt that Ezra helped. Successful payment is made. Ezra immediately tore the paper inside the document and threw it into the trash.

"I've paid my Uncle's debt. So, you no longer need to be inhumane like that" Ezra warned. He looked at someone beside him, "Come, Uncle. We're leaving," take Ezra. Taking someone by his side away left the debt collector's cabal.

Everyone was dumbfounded by Ezra. Not only the people who owe the money, even someone who was invited by Ezra was surprised by Ezra's strange attitude. How not, suddenly came last, paid off all his debts. He didn't even know anyone who helped him.

***

Ezra and the person he helped walked away from the location where the inhumane people were. Someone beside Ezra thanked him and asked him what the reason for Ezra's strong menolamya.

"Thank you, Young Master" said the middle-aged man Ezra helped.

"Don't call me that, Uncle. Just call me, Ezra. Ezra is my name." replied Ezra introducing himself.

"Oh, so. Alright. Thank you very much. I don't know what to thank you for. However, would you like to stop by my house for a moment?" haggle for that someone.

Ezra smiled, "Of course, Uncle. It just so happens that I need a place to rest" she replied pleasingly to someone she helped.

The man eventually took Ezra to his house. Simple one-story house with a narrow courtyard. In the yard there grew flowers. The man opened the door of his house and invited Ezra into his house.

"Come, comein!" bring him.

Ezra nodded, and immediately set foot following the man he had helped to enter the house. Ezra's eyes probed the inside of the house. The house looks clean and tidy. Makes anyone feel comfortable and at home to linger.

"Sit down" the middle-aged man asked, just after the two had arrived on the back porch of the house.

"Yes, Uncle." replied Ezra. His eyes looked around. "Uncle's house is very neat, yes" he said in awe.

"Oh, yeah. You're very good at praising. Lately I've been cleaning up. Because my body is not healthy" he replied.

"Is Uncle sick? need to take me to the hospital?" tawar Ezra was heartless and felt pity.

Someone shook his head slowly. "It's okay, son. Uncle's fine." he replied rejecting Ezra's offer.

"Is Uncle sure?" ezra asked still doubting the answer of someone in front of him.

"Very sure," replied someone with complete confidence.

Ezra let out a long sigh, "Alright if it's like that. If Uncle needs anything, don't talk. If I could help, I would gladly help you" Ezra said.

"Ezra, may Uncle ask?" he wondered at Ezra.

"Yes, Uncle. What's up?" ezra asked looking at the person he called Uncle.

"What's your reason for helping me? we don't know each other until you have to help me. Even you paid off my loan to them." he asked again so curious.

Ezra smiled, "Uncle, is there a reason to help someone? looking at the struggling Uncle before my eyes, how could I just ignore him. I'm not a heartless and inhumane person, Uncle. Is Uncle doubting me, or suspecting me?" answer Ezra explained. He gave the reason, then immediately asked back to someone.

"Mom, not so makduku. I was just curious. No one is as good as you, son. Those who know just look and mumble. However, you are different. You helped me without you looking at who I was. I'm moved, Ezra. Thank you." she said with teary eyes wanting to cry.

"Uncle, don't cry. Please please. Look, let's just think of our meeting as fate. Destiny cannot be avoided, can we. If it's time to meet then it will meet, as will our meeting today." explains Ezra, trying to calm the man's heart.

"Yes, whatever it is I'm really grateful and grateful to you. This debt of gratitude I will not forget, Joe." he said feelingly.

Ezra just nodded. He smiled and looked at the person in front of him. For Ezra, helping someone is not something that should be based on us knowing the person or not. Or there must be a reason. Helping and helping someone who needs it is a necessary thing. As a fellow, one should not stay silent ignoring it. The two also returned to talk. They discussed other matters relating to the personal life of the man whom Ezra helped.

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