
One week passed, but Mr. Pras still did not come to Maya's mother's house, no doubt Maya's mom so careless herself, for this week all she did was nag, cursed her stupidity, and, she entrusted five hundred million in money to her new husband.
“Assalamu’alaikum Mother,“ suddenly the melodious voice of a woman breaks Maya's bu daydream.
“Anjani, are you here son?? Same who?” ask mom Maya in shock, while wailing.
“Self mom, happened to be Beautiful again go to Jogja, Lovely ngabarin Mom gak??” anjani asked while kissing her mother's hand.
“Iya, he said he wanted to go honeymoon“ replied Maya's mom.
“Mother why?? How do you look worried?? Father where??” asked Anjani, starting to smell disdain for the mother's behavior.
“Eh, i yes, your father is not at home“ replied Maya gecagapan.
“Mother? I'm not hiding anything from Jani, am I?” asked Anjani while continuing to pay attention to the face of the Mother.
“E nak“ replied bu Maya still stutters.
“Bu, Anjani can't be lying, there must be something I'm hiding, right??” ask again.
“Eeeemmhh .. actually .. “ sound bu Maya suddenly choked.
“What exactly is bu??” asked Anjani again, continuing to urge a confession from her mother.
“Actually your stepfather has not returned to Jan“ house for one week, Maya finally explained.
“Loh?? Why?” tanya Anjani is getting curious.
“Entahlah, but ..” sound bu Maya back stopped.
“But what's bu??” again Anjani kept asking,
“Your father brought money five hundred million rupiah owned by Ibu“, obviously Maya finally, which he himself did not expect if the confession, will just escape his mouth.
“Appaaa??? Innalillahi .. why can bu?” anjani asked, her mouth looking gaping from shock.
“Pras said, he suffered a loss, because the car used to pull vegetables owned by residents, fell kejurang“ clear bu Maya while crying, looks grate regret on his withered face.
“Then?” Anjani continues to intimidate.
“Then he borrowed the dowry he had given first, worth four hundred million rupiahs, and he also borrowed Mother's savings of one hundred million rupiahs, which will be used to pay compensation, he said, and the cost of the driver's treatment that must be operated“ explained Bu Maya at length.
“Astagfirullah“ Anjani closes his mouth in disbelief.
“Sorry Mom ya Jan, now I don't know what to do, because on the phone Pras mobile number is no longer active“ Bu Maya started crying.
“Already ma'am, Istighfar, maybe the money is not rizky kita“ Anjani hugged his mother tightly.
“Mother is not sincere Jan,“ Bu Maya as much as you like.
“Mother has tried to find out to the house of the Father who used to?” tanya Anjani gives a solution.
“Already, but it was not the house of Pras, but it was a rented house, and Pras had contracted there for one month“ explained Maya ma'am.
“What?? Yes Allah ..” Anjani fell silent, her knees instantly suffocating helplessly.
“Then we have to try to find out, maybe we can find out to the driver who was admitted to the hospital“ again, Anjani suggested.
“Ah, yes, the driver, he said Grace, I know him, he was here first Maya's eyes sparkled, as if getting a small gap to his problem.
“Ya already, now we leave there ya bu“ take Anjani while standing.
“Iya, for a moment, I took the bag first“ Bu Maya entered her room, before long Maya's mom was ready to leave.
“Come nak“ invite Maya to Anjani.
Then they set out to explore the streets of the village, which he said went to the house of Mercy, after asking some of the people. After an hour of travel, finally found the house of Grace, a small and very simple house.
“Wa’alaikumsalam,“ a young woman nan ayu out of the house.
“Sorry to know who is yah?” tanyanya politely.
“Sorry, I want to seek Grace, no?” tanya Anjani is no less friendly.
“Oh, a Grace happens to be out again bu“ he replied, looking down.
"Mother please wait inside" the woman let them into her house.
“Ah, no need, Grace just came out of the hospital, already traveling, why not rest at home?” anjani asked as if fishing.
“Hospital?? A What sick grace is ma'am?” asked the woman, linking her eyebrows together.
“Loh?? Isn't the new Grace being adopted huh??” now it's Maya who's making a sound.
“Oprasion?? A Grace has never been in surgery let alone sick ma'am, the last few days, A Grace is at home“ explained the woman, which made the two mothers and children increasingly gaping in disbelief.
“What?? Then what is Rahmat now still working on pak Pras??” Anjani again asked after being able to control himself.
“No ma'am, it has been a few months, A grace did not work with Mr. Pras, because his salary was never paid“ explained the woman again.
“What?? Oh God,“ instantaneously Maya's body was limp, and almost fell.
“Astagfirullah, Mom, I realized, istighfar, let's go home aja bu“ Anjani help memapah Mother.
“Ya already, then we excuse you first Mbak“ pamit Anjani later.
“Oh, yes good bu“ The woman nodded kindly.
Then Anjani took her mother into an online taxi that had been ordered, he said,
“Mother, who was patient Yes“ Anjani stroked the shoulder of her mother who had been crying, could not stem her tears.
After arriving in front of the house, they got off the taxi after paying for it.
“Mother, here Anjani helps,“ Anjani continues to greet her Mother, then sit her in a chair, in front of the house, the hot air makes both feel hot.
“Jani get a drink yes ma'am,“ Anjani enter the house after getting a nod from the Mother.
Soon, while Maya is still engrossed in her daydreams, she is suddenly startled by two large black men, with a chain necklace, and ears wearing more than five earrings, instantly Maya shuddered to see their appearance.
“Excuse me, is this really his home, Mr Pras?” ask one of the men with the head of the plontos.
“Not, this is my home, Pras is my husband“ replied Maya while gawking.
“Nah, means the same,“ replied the long-haired man.
“Same?? What does that mean sir??” ask Maya, more astonished.
“So, look ma'am, my arrival here to pull back the car, which has not been tuned by pak Pras“ for three months is clearly one of them.
“What father mean??” ask Maya who increasingly does not understand.
“Aduh, Mother do not pretend not to understand, Ibukan wife time do not know if husband Mom takes the car in our showroom“ explained plontos man.
“I really don't understand sir, what do you mean??” ask Maya again.
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