Dream Jumirah

Chapter 34.Mr. Sutejo's Plan.

"How about this sir, we already have no more money for daily necessities, the money given by Mrs Claudia is up." Bu Lasmi said as they were relaxing on the porch of the house they took slylyly from Jumirah.

"Huh... That much money is up?" Ask Mr. Sutejo in shock.

"Well sir, the name is also to eat every day is up sir, to buy electric pulses, HP, cooking oil that is more expensive, and also other purposes such as buying gas, gas, and the other basic needs whose prices have all gone up, have not made our children's school fees." Miss Lasmi.

"Partially, Dewi uses school styles in elite schools, where it costs a lot, you guys every day continue to syoping." Said Mr. Sutejo.

"In the end, how else, everything has already been done, you have to work not just stay at home." Bu Lasmi said because her husband had been just barges at home not working at all.

"What do you want to do ma'am, the father is usually only farming, while here there is no rice field what garden." Reply Mr. Sutejo.

"Work what cake is important to make money, noh. like that person can too." Ms. Lasmi pointed to a man wearing a hat with a shabby shirt standing on the side of the road asking for mercy from people passing around the street.

"Well, ma'am, my father was told to be a beggar." Mr Sutejo protest.

"It's nothing sir, the important thing is to get money." Miss Lasmi.

"Lazy, I'll be there if you want!" Mr. Sutejo who was sitting up immediately and left his wife who was still sitting on the terrace in front of their house.

"Sir.pak tomorrow you have to find work, we want to eat what if you do not want to work." Shouted Miss Lasmi from the terrace of her house, she walked in following the steps of the husband.

"Eating the wind." replied Mr. Sutejo casually.

"Mr...!" Bu Lasmi's series got upset.

Brums....

The sound of a motorbike stopping in front of the house stopped when the two married couples were already in their house.

"Father...please Goddess...!" Shouted the Goddess from the outside, The two married couples immediately ran out of the house when they heard the screams from their daughter.

"Goddess..how can you fall anyway son?" Bu Lasmi asked surprised to see his daughter lying on the ground with her right leg hit by a motorbike that also fell with her.

"Lha this brat why can't it fall anyway ndu'?" Ask Mr. Sutejo was no less surprised to immediately lift the motor that hit his daughter's legs.

"The goddess wants to stop and the motor suddenly turns on, falls down!" Obviously the Goddess while grimacing in pain.

"Everything if riding a motorcycle do not speed, mother has ingetin many times but you are wayward! Already in front of the house you are still speeding do not want to slow." Miss Lasmi.

"Had dong ma'am, don't talk yet, it hurts!" The Goddess exclaimed while holding her right leg which was painful.

"Aw.. ma'am, slow down dong!" Snapped Goddess while her wound was being treated by Miss Lasmi.

"It's me getting slow, son!" Answer Miss Lasmi.

"You're Wik, already know our finances are dying, you even like this do not want to be careful!" Said Mr. Sutejo sitting next to his son and wife.

"The father of work dong find duwit, it is the duty of the father as the head of the household to nyari money for us, children and wives of the father!" Saying Goddess.

"It's easy to find work in a city like this, if you say the origin." Mr Sutejo protest.

"Ikut Mas Farel is working in a workshop!" Goddess Command.

"Huh... you know where Farel works in the workshop son?" Ask Miss Lasmi in shock.

"I saw for myself when I wanted a patch of Dewi's friend's motorcycle tires that leaked at that time, it turned out that working in the workshop was mas Farel but Dewi pretended not to know him, he said, shy dong Dewi bu, at that time Dewi was with friends of Dewi who was the son of the rich man, and it seems that Farel did not recognize the Goddess because the Goddess was wearing a hat and glasses so he did not know that there was the Goddess." Obviously Goddess.

"Farel, I miss him so much, just met for a while after a long time working abroad, have not had time to chat have to separate again until now, hiks...." Miss Lasmi sobbed remembering her son.

"All because of Mbak Jumi mom, that woman who made Mas Farel leave us, huh." Said the Goddess clenching her hands and beating up the sofa she was sitting on.

"Why should everyone choose Mba Jumi, what do they see from a disabled woman like her." Dewi continued to look very upset when considering Jumirah who always got the attention of her older brother while she who was clearly her own younger brother was even questioned, even, Dewi envied seeing her older brother who was always considerate of Jumirah, treated Jumirah with affection, while towards Goddess Farel never thought it existed, Farel never even treated Dewi like he treated Jumirah, that makes Dewi very hate and want to get rid of Jumirah so that everyone only loves him alone.

"Where's the workshop? You want to see him, I'm sure he must be with Jumirah, I want to ask money to them quite well you don't have to work hard, we just ask for their money." Said Mr. Sutejo without feeling embarrassed, even though they had cunningly taken Jumirah's house and let Jumi have to leave his own house because of them.

"Are you sure you want to find them? What if they don't want to give you money? They must still be angry with us who took this house from Jumirah." Reply Miss Lasmi.

"Mother take it easy, I have a plan to make them feel sorry and help us, because after all we are their parents so they have to help us."

"If they still don't want to help how sir?" Ms. Lasmi looks so worried because her savings have been very thin.

"Had ma'am, I've been silent leave this business to the father, let the father take care of everything, the important thing is mommy cepetan cook there, the father is hungry!" Mr. Sutejo's orders because at the table there is no food for them to eat, while he was very hungry.

"Oalah pakne. mother forgot that she had not cooked, hehehe...." Said Miss Lasmi while chuckling when she realized that she had not cooked.

"Before ma'am, bathe first wound Goddess!" The Goddess exclaimed because her mother had not finished treating her wound.

"You again, treat yourself, don't be spoiled like a rich kid!" Said Mr. Sutejo staring intently at the Goddess who was sitting while glancing over the long sofa. "Here you are left alone, cook your baby hungry!" His orders to Miss Lasmi.