Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
08. Narrating

Aiza turned away in shock to see the condition of his motorbike which was still in the same state as when he last saw it. Crushed. It had been ten days since the gripping incident had passed, but the butut motorbike was still in this dilapidated state without being touched by the workshop mechanic. 

Aiza's legs have improved.  He can walk to and fro, take his own food, walk to the bathroom himself.not like his brother always mapped.  Even prayer is done in a sitting position.

Now he is in the workshop.

"This is my bike, and it's still running like it's not fixed yet, Kang?" ask Aiza.

"The repair cost is two million eight hundred thousand, it can be more, too" said the workshop kang while watching Aiza's dilapidated motorbike. 

"Oh my goodness, Kang? Very expensive?"

"Yes, many names have been changed. The motor is old like this, Neng. Mana destroyed again. So do not dare to be nice before meeting the owner, because it is expensive."

Why the cost of repairs rather than the selling price of the motorbike? That motorcycle butut legacy grandfather will not sell for two million five hundred thousand. And the cost of repairs exceeds the selling price. Hadee..

"Yes, I bought the bike, how much do you do?" ask Aiza.

"One million two hundred thousand."

Huh huh? The cost of repair two million eight hundred thousand, the price of the motor is only one million two hundred thousand? Gileees.

"Two million dong, Kang," persuaded Aiza.

"Cannot. If you want, I'll pay you that much, if you don't want to." Kang workshop walked away, started to repair the other motor.

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Since then, Aiza went home and went to school on an angkot.

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That morning, Aiza was still sitting on the prayer mat after carrying out the morning prayer routine.  Mukena white color with pink lace around the face makes her round face more beautiful charming.  Mukena who has not changed five years, the color is no longer as white as before.  It is a bit used because it is used too often.  He has three faces, but that's what he likes the most.  Because it is a mukena gift from the mother when she won one race hafis Qur’an.

Aiza's glance was fixed towards the jacket hanging on the wall.  It was the jacket of the stranger.  

Aiza's gaze turned away from the jacket.  In his hand he holds a cell phone.  At first he read the Qur’an displayed by the application.  But the Al Qur’an application has been closed and switched to another.

The blue-colored eye beads moved following a line of writing neatly lined up on the smartphone in his grasp, reading the news on one of the pages.

Usually, a lot of news reports about biological children suing mothers in court just because of money, land grants, and property.  But in Saudi Arabia, two brothers went to court only to fight for the custody of their biological mother.  

“Yes Allah..” Red lips Aiza smiled after reading the sentence.her thumb pressed the video button and saw a recording of a man crying in court until his tears soaked his beard.  She lost her mother's aged care.

Aiza's eyes began to dew, moved.  There are still children who serve until they want it.  Where most people prioritize possessions, but that person prioritizes motherhood.

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