Women Cold as Snow

Women Cold as Snow
WSS 6 - Help or trap?


Raharjo went out of the house early in the morning. He told his wife to get some fresh air. Actually he's lying. He went out and was confused as to where he should look for money in order to pay his debts.


Raharjo way to and fro again today, he is looking for another job, his efforts are always persistent in finding work, because he also does not want to be constantly disturbed by the existence of the collectors.


Raharjo stopped an angkot and rode it, he planned to go to a market not far from where he contracted.


After seeing the market. He immediately stopped the freight rate and paid the cost. Raharjo, who had been successful all his life, never again set foot in the market. Today Raharjo again set foot in the market after many years.


The market that looks quite crowded with buyers, a little bit of garbage scattered, and the body odor of people who have been mixed into one inside. That's the hallmark of the market. However, the market is still needed by those whose economy is upper middle to shop for daily needs even though they must be crammed into it.


Raharjo who had arrived in front of the market gate. The man hesitated to step his foot into the market. The nausea in his chest was already stuck to his throat. He felt like he wanted to let out his stomach but he held it.


Raharjo took a swing to enter the market. But someone stopped him instantly.


"Mr Raharjo?" Someone approached him, when he saw the old man hesitating to enter the market.


"Truely I am Raharjo, who are you?" raharjo asked because he felt unfamiliar with the person who called him.


"Can you come with us?" tanyakanya.


"No, I can't, I'm looking for a job." Refuse directly.


Raut Raharjo's face was immediately frightened, he was afraid that these people were plotters from debt collectors, he was afraid because he could not pay off his debts plus, he said, he was afraid that he would be battered in the face.


The frightened Raharjo wanted to break into the market, but his steps were stopped because his hands were held by people wearing suits and sunglasses.


A circle of cold sweat had already come out from the pores of his brow skin.


"Sorry, we know, you're afraid of us." Guess them.


"I ... I'm not afraid." Raharjo showed his brave face.


"I just want to go home." Raharjo tried to escape but did not succeed in doing so.


Now Raharjo can no longer cover his fears. He's been cornered and resigned.


"Calm sir, we won't hurt you, we're not on the side of those debt collectors" he said.


Raharjo who heard their conversation, he was confused why the person could know about his debt if not the debtors.


"You know I owe you?" tanyakanya.


"Really, Sir. We've been watching you for a few days, and we want to take you to meet someone who can pay your debts." Rigorously.


"Why do you want to help me? We don't know each other." Raharjo wanted to make sure again before he was dragged forcibly to come.


"There is someone who wants to talk, after you come with us, you can know the purpose and purpose of helping." The man opened the way.


Raharjo was very hesitant about the statement of the man in the suit. But he couldn't ignore the offer because he couldn't find that much money either despite having to bone down.


Raharjo finally followed where they were going, Raharjo got into the car, they took him somewhere.


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At home Nia is waiting for her husband to come home. Since her departure this morning, her husband has not shown her the trunk of his nose.


"Where is Papih? How come you haven't come home yet?" Nia dizzy waiting for the figure of her husband in front of the house.


Nadin soon came to bring breakfast.


"Why outside?" ask Nadin.


"You're gone but you haven't come home yet, he said he'd like to go ahead for a while." Nia spoke while continuing to wander.


"Later to go home, not possible escape, Papih'kan do not have money." Her chirps.


Nadin is a dutiful child, though still upset with his papa but he still takes care of it.


Nadin and Nia talked about how to pay off her papal debts.


"Already, Mih. Don't think too much. Later Nadin tries to find another job, so we can pay off Papi's debt as soon as possible." Nadin bribed his nasi back.


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They finally arrived at a huge palace that had such a vast courtyard.


This luxurious house was more luxurious and more spacious than the house he had ever owned. Raharjo was completely amazed by what he saw at this moment.


Raharjo accompanied by some people in suits earlier, entered the house.


"Please wait here." The man invited Raharjo to sit on the sofa.


Walk that magnificent house. Makes Raharjo remember his past. Raharjo reminisces about the good times of living in his luxurious home.


"It's also a good home, he must be a successful businessman." Raharjo stared around.


A man who was old appeared. They look very different in age. Raharjo was amazed at a man who was old but still had power in his life.


"Welcome home." Sapa a man older than Raharjo.


"Good morning." Sapa Raharjo while getting up from his seat.


"You Raharjo?" asked the man while extending his hand.


"Right, I'm Raharjo." Raharjo shook the man's hand.


The old man sat on a sofa bench located next to the bench that Raharjo was sitting on.


"Please sit down" said the man.


"I'm quite concerned about your current condition, I hear your business is bankrupt and you are now in debt because of gambling." The man said that being concerned or mocking makes no difference.


Raharjo felt himself being ridiculed, he did not know what purpose the man had asked him to meet.


"I'm sorry, I heard you have a smart daughter" she said, sitting on the couch.


"true."


"I want to help you pay off your debt and give you a home, you can also have your own income." Bargainly.


"You want to help? You also want to give me a place to stay? Why?" asked Raharjo who felt awkward with the old man's intentions.


"I want you to give me your daughter!" The man's face turned serious.


"My daughter? What's for?" tanyakanya.


"To marry." The man stared hard.


It feels like Raharjo's heart wants to be dislodged from its place, he does not expect that an old man likes his daughter.


"Do you agree with my offer?" ask the old man.


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What answer will Raharjo give? Whether he would refuse or otherwise he would accept such a tempting offer.