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Tragedies
The afternoon wind from the west did not give peace to Ila's heart, how could anyone who did not move a single step from sitting down could be accused of taking money.
"Mom, here's the change."
The heavy voice came from a teenager who had just returned from playing home with a very cheerful face.
"Where have you been, and what is this money?" Tanya Masita - Bibi Ila to her only son named Ridho.
"Main Ma'am, that's the money I took from Mom's wallet, where else can I get the money" Ridho replied with a relaxed face.
Ringisan sounded from his mouth because Masita's hand was already in his ear with a twisting motion.
The words spoken by Masita each have their own emphasis in each word.
"CHILDREN'T USEFUL!!!"
"IF YOU ARE RAMBLING MONEY BY THE WAY, DON'T JUST TAKE IT!!"
"DON'T MAKE MOM CONFUSED ABOUT WHERE THE MONEY IS"
The feeling of disappointment and shame turned into one in Masita's heart. Not only was Ila the one she had accused of, but also Maya, a short-haired girl with brownish-colored eyeballs just like Barbie.
But Maya's fate is better than Ila's, as she has not been named by Masita directly.
Masita looked at Ila with a face of guilt for accusing her without evidence, resulting in Ila being slandered.
" Emmr... Auntie's sorry La, Aunt has accused you without proof. Aunty's really sorry about you La"
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The Maghrib prayer has reverberated, all the food has been served.
In a small Islamic room, Ila, Axel and Wati are now located. They were waiting for the family priest who had not yet returned from work.
Sholawat's humour and praise of the Almighty are always spoken from their mouths.
20 Minutes had passed, but there was no sign of his return. They have been stalling for a long time to wait and the prayer time is getting thinner.
After saying the greetings, this room only heard the chanting of prayers and also the holy verses of the Qur'an, because today is the night of Friday, that is the night of the return of the spirits from our families to ask for prayers in the form of chants of holy verses.
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The food was almost cold, but Bambang also still did not see the trunk of his nose.
'Ah may be overtime because it's the end of the month' Think they're positive.
But who would have thought, when they were enjoying food, Ila got a phone call from the father.
"Hello...
The heavy voice sounded foreign in Ila's ear, this was not the voice of the Father, who was he?.
After introducing themselves, the person again expressed his intention to make Ila surprised instead of playing.
His heart beat twice as fast after hearing that he had an accident in the factory area when he wanted to cross on a motorcycle. He was hit by a moving car.
Ila ran back to the dining table, she recounted what she had heard from the hospital attendant earlier. With tears pouring Wati ran into the room to pack the clothes he would bring to the hospital.
Ila and Axel are still in place while lamenting the fate of the Father. The cry of Wati had awakened them.
"Wait moreover? Let's go"
He said with a bag in his right hand.
They hurried to the road to find a taxi. The distance of their house and the highway is not far, it may take 2 or 3 minutes I have arrived.
Their heartbeats are not beat, they always hope that it is not their father Bambang. In their hearts, they invoked the protection of their families to the Almighty.
'Lord, may this person not be our closest person'
Seriate....
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