Two Traitors
Eps. 56 Struggles

Pov Arfan

Seeing the taxi go by with a deep wound.what is this, being poor.willing to take a taxi alone must be asked if you have money not to pay for it.

I continued to stand in the heat of the sun, thinking if I should return to the house of Mr. Umar, who was having trials.what I am, continued my struggle to help karla to get justice. if I go home I am not used to walking, let alone having to travel a very long distance, coupled with my condition that is not yet possible, to do that.

Long silent, finally I took my toughest decision, I had to keep going home.although my condition is not possible. I can not give up before fighting. I have to change, I have to rise, I have to rise, I must not give in to circumstances, for this may be the punishment of the sins I once committed.

Slowly, I began to step foot down the sidewalk, in the hot sun. Sweat began to pour soaked the body, so that the shirt I was wearing looked wet. But I didn't complain, I kept walking towards the south.

"Sir! Wait a minute, sir!" someone shouted as I passed by one of the restaurants.

I stopped my steps, then turned to the direction of the sound, and there was a girl followed by a camera approaching me.

"So wait a minute!" he smiled with a friendly smile.

"Yes what's wrong?" I asked as I looked at the young lady, maybe eight years younger than me.

"Sir, where are you going, when are you walking alone?" Asked the woman to return my gaze.

"Will I go home?"

"Oh so! What have you eaten yet?"

I did not answer either, because today I just ate breakfast given by Saipul this morning.

"OKe Guys! it turns out that this father has not eaten, let's take him to a restaurant this expensive, and we see how he reacts." the voice of the woman who spoke looked at the camera, which was carried by her friend.

"Yes already! sure you haven't eaten yet, let's eat first." invite the woman.

"Sorry! I have eaten, if there is no interest anymore, Let me continue the journey." said I feel sad, because there are people who want to help, but on condition that my face is recorded by the camera.

"You don't have to lie, I see your face is so limp." he said who did not believe my confession.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry! I beg you, Assalamualaikum!" I said as I turned my body about to leave the place.

"Wooh! fail guys! it turns out that this man has a very high ego. Even if the poor accept it, surely many people will pity, and in fact this father has never eaten in a restaurant this expensive." he said who spoke with the camera.

I continued to move my feet, without caring about the woman, down the sidewalk, towards Priya as well, Thirst approached, so I slowed my footsteps even more. there were footsteps running from behind, like they were chasing me.

"Wait Sir!" the voice of a woman.

But this time, I did not care about her request.I continued to walk faster, so that I could quickly be free from the interference of the woman

"Where are you going? What a hurry!" said the woman who was recorded, after being beside me.

"Please don't bother me! I just want to go home." I obviously stopped without stopping.

"Where to go?"

"Priya Semanan" I was short.

"Well! it's still a long way off, sir. How about we eat first, I'll take you home with the car." he said, stopping, then facing the camera again."It turned out that besides his high ego, he was also arrogant, Guys! we want to know how arrogant this limp guy is." said the woman.

The longer I get annoyed with this impolite woman's behavior.If she really wants to help, why should I ask first, and be followed by the camera. is this the life of a difficult person, when it wants to be helped must be recorded first. Perhaps they were afraid that the angels might fall asleep and forget to record their good deeds.

"Wait Sir! so people don't be so arrogant!" she shouted, then she chased me back.

I was so upset that I was waiting for the woman to arrive. "Lu want what the hell, can't not interfere with people's lives." Ocehku began to get emotional, because my condition is very attentive, plus interference like this.

"I beg you please, don't bother me, because I never interfere with your life."

"What a hard thing, sir! You are following me, because I want to help the father who is in trouble. Even later after eating, I drive home by car, maybe not go home, but want to beg there?" He said humbly while holding my wrist, to dance with the two of them.

"Please what!" I answered while shaking my hand, but that made me even more annoyed with this woman. He dramatized the situation by dropping himself, as if the numbness of my hand was very loud.

"Father Don't be rude like that. If you don't know, Karin is a famous youtuber. Later the father can be viral." said the person who holds the camera, as if he does not like his employer treated like that.

Exasperatedly looking at the behavior of the two of them, the reflex of my hand hit the camera with a stick.

Crews! praaaaaak, prak, prak!"

The camera held by the man fell onto the pavement floor, making his eyes widen. As if I didn't think I'd do something like that.

"Basic poor! how can you change the cave camera, look at the wreck." snapped the man while picking back up the camera that had fallen below.

I did not care about his chatter, I continued my intention to go to Semanan priya. Luckily, there were no more teachings done by the two people who did not have the Ethics.

"Alhamdulillah! finally I can be free from the interference of people who have no ethics. want to help but be filmed, why help, if only to demean." murmured while continuing to step foot.

Shortly after the incident, there was a sound of Adhan who was reverberating, filled the area of Jakarta.I stopped my steps, scanned the surrounding area. Looking for the nearest mosque, to perform dzuhur congregational prayers first.

Not hard to find, because the mosque in the city of Jakarta is so much, so I easily found it. I slowly stepped my feet, towards the mosque. then took water ablution, then took water, while drinking water from the tap of the mosque, to refresh my body, which was already feeling tired.

After finishing the congregational prayer, I came out of the mosque, but when I passed the door, there was a man who gave rice wrap. I noticed in the area, there was no camera recording it. I accepted the gift, with gratitude.

Before continuing the journey, I enjoyed the food on the terrace of the mosque with so much pleasure.especially after traveling far and tiring, plus my condition is very concerned. So that I endlessly give thanks. This is how if they give, they must be sincere without any camera frills to record their kindness.

After I finished eating, I tidied up the package and then threw it in the prepared garbage cans in the courtyard of the mosque and then continued my journey that was still so far away.

I kept walking down the sidewalk, seen behind me there was a black car following. After I noticed it turned out in it, there was a woman named Karin still following me. I just shook my head, not understanding the minds of people today.

I continued my steps again, with the sweat that had re-wetted my whole body, my armpit hand had already felt pain.

2 Hours passed. I finally arrived at the gate of Priya semanan housing, a journey that should be taken with only an hour to walk. But I spent 3 more hours, to get here, because I often stopped to rest.

I began to approach the gate, there were two guards standing guard at the gate.

"Where are you going?" the guard asked as if he did not recognize me, perhaps because of my different clothes, and my very apprehensive condition.

"I'm Arfan, Mr. Arif! Your time has forgotten?" my clear.

"Sir Arpan, O God! I looked for my father everywhere" said the security guard, after realizing that standing in front of him was the son of one of the residents in this square.

"Yes Sir! sorry I've been a hassle." I explained.

"Yes already! Let me take you home." he said who was about to go take the motorcycle inventory Complex.

"No, Mr. Arif! But please the car that follows me from earlier.please stop, do not get into the rum." reject me while asking for help.

"It's okay! that's Mr. Idris' business, let's get my dad home." He said while calling the other guard, then he gave the direction I just asked.

After giving the task to his partner, he approached the motor parked near the security guard post and then approached me again.

"Let's ride!" abugn.

"Thank you, sir!" I said while riding on the motorbike brought by Mr. Arif.