
"Eugh ..." a long sigh rang out from the mouth of the person who had just regained consciousness from his stupor.The person's body moved slowly and his eyes slowly opened while gnawing.
"Rafi, are you conscious?" a person's voice was heard as the eyes of the young man named Rafi began to slowly open. Rafi looked around and she found herself being mobbed by some people she knew.
"I where?" rafi asked in a weak voice and shook slightly.
"You were at home, but you were found unconscious at the funeral" replied one of the neighbors.
Hearing the answer from his neighbor, Rafi's forehead suddenly wrinkled.In his mind he remembered that he had been struck by lightning while at the funeral of his parents. Rafi immediately got up and sat down and continued to pay attention to her own body. Langsaung's shock rippled in Rafi's mind because she turned out to be fine. Rafi looked so confused. "How can you?"
"What?" ask one of the neighboring mothers who also seemed confused to see Rafi's attitude.
"So I felt like my body was struck by lightning, so I fainted. But why is my body okay?"
The people around Rafi are getting more confused. They looked at each other with frowns. "You're dreaming? There was no lightning at all."
"Seriously, Mom. There was a lightning bolt that struck my thigh, I had fainted because of being struck by the petit," kekeh Rafi.
Everyone who was there couldn't believe it. "Maybe you were devastated by the death of your father.All right, now you better eat. Said the person who came with you, you haven't eaten since you got to the hospital."
"The one who came with me? Who?"
"The person he said worked with your father, he's still outside."
Rafi nodded. She hasn't eaten since she arrived at the hospital yesterday. Last meal when Rafi just got off the bus. One of the neighbors brought Rafi some food. Simultaneously, the person who worked with you approached Rafi. Because it looks like there will be serious talks, the residents leave Rafi's house, which is increasingly concerning.
"Mr hasn't come home yet?" rafi asked while enjoying the dish slowly.
"I'll go home after handing this to you" the man replied, handing him a thick brown envelope and putting it on the foam mattress where Rafi was.
"The severance money belongs to your father. Alexander's family apologizes for not being able to attend your father's funeral."
Rafi nodded slowly. He knew that the boss of the father was not okay either. "Does Mr. Alexander have enemies? I'm sure what happened to my father, it wasn't an ordinary robbery."
"I also think so, but we don't have any solid evidence. It is only natural that Mr. Alexander has many enemies. Many were envious of the success he had achieved. Even his brother and sister were equally envious and attacked each other. The world of the rich is terrible, son."
Rafi smiled wryly. What that person said is true. Rich people like to act . Even rich people do not hesitate to do anything to keep looking rich. No matter how it is right or wrong, the important thing is that they survive to be rich. Rich people are synonymous with greed and power.
"Do you have enemies here, son? I heard that your house is falling apart like this because it was attacked by a group of people?"
Rafi who had lowered her head while enjoying the food that stayed a little, then looked up, looking at the man in front of her. "It's also the work of the rich, sir. Just because they were rich, they were willing to insult me, lowering my pride. When I vent my anger at their insults, they don't accept it. Maybe if I were home, I'd already be the victim of the rich man's rampage."
The father smiled wryly. "Then, what are you going to do next?"
"Not yet to know, sir. I still haven't thought in that direction."
The father seemed to nod several times. "Alright, because my task is done. I say goodbye, son. Sorry because I did not accompany you for long.if there is anything, just contact me. Who knows if I can help. My number's on your father's phone under the name Budiman,"
"Good, sir. Thank you for your help and sorry if all this time my Father has been wrong."
The father then smiled, before long he left Rafi who had finished eating. Rafi was alone in the room. His mind was so bright considering the figure of his father who had died. Clear droplets flowed back from the corner of the young man's eyes.
While Rafi was wiping her tears, she saw a brown envelope lying in front of her. Rafi's hand moved, stretched out to grab the envelope and open the contents. "There's a lot of severance money."
At the same time, Jadul Rafi's phone that was still in his pants pocket vibrated, Rafi suddenly picked it up and there was a message coming in. As soon as the message was opened, Rafi's forehead creased as she read the message.
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