HANDICAPPED GIRL

Beggars

Almost a month since no longer working part-time at the home of Mr. Ramlan, Nia with all its limitations selling crackers at red lights. There is no shame or giving up. As long as it is done halal, Nia will be eager to do it.

Have tried many times to enter the proposal at restaurants, such as accepted as a dishwasher he was willing. It's just that all of them rejected the flawed Nia, and thought Nia was just joking because of how Nia could work with such a hand.

Not quite at the restaurant, Nia also tried to propose at the laundry place, but all refused her. This is why he is so grateful to Mr. Ramlan, a noble-hearted man, who once employed Nia without regard to flaws. Nia's work was never questioned.

Nia's savings are not much, the more days are thinning, inevitably Nia offers herself to neighbors to help sell shrimp crackers. Taking profit of two thousand from each package when the crackers sold.

This is where Nia is currently, the crossroads of red light. Sell shrimp crackers. One hand flanking basket. While the other hand is used to hold a pack of crackers that will be offered.

Scorching heat, dust and pollution and vehicle fumes have been Nia's food for the past week. He would be a little shaken while running around carrying a trading basket containing dozens of packs of shrimp crackers, towards the road users who were stopping at red lights.

Occasionally the end of the rectangular headscarf is baby pink, which dangles long, used as a handkerchief to wipe the sweat that is pouring on the forehead. Dressing long-sleeved shirts in cream color, and wearing a black plikset skirt as a subordinate that is the uniform Nia today. The color of clothing that is considered gratuitous. Far from fashionable let alone sexy. For Nia to be able to close the aurat perfectly is the most important. Some of the clothes used are clean, even though the color has begun to fade.

Really the appearance of Nia does not fit into the taste of city men who love women from the outside only. Men who put appearance before faith.

Including Dirga who accidentally saw the existence of Nia among the children who were horrified, looking with a look of disdain, disgust and not really.

He used to behave normally to Nia, even sometimes deliver Nia to campus even he had, asked for help by Mr. Ramlan of course. But after knowing Mr. Ramlan had intended to match himself with Nia, the hatred could not be rejected again. It was firmly entrenched in the heart, so that only the word hate was allotted to Nia.

Nia and Geby are incomparable, two very different personalities. Geby who looks sexy and fashionable with a mini skirt lacking material, as well as a transparent white shirt shirt that opens two buttons on it, is a sight that tempts the faith. Moreover, it seemed like Geby was sitting in a challenging position beside Dirga who was busy with her steering wheel. There is a sense of pride in itself can make Geby as a lover. In a slim but crazy body, also how to dress Geby who really fulfill his lust as an adult man.

A sly grin appeared on Dirga's face as she saw Nia walking closer to her car. Dirga accidentally lowers the glass next to Geby. Geby glanced question markfully at her lover. "Why handed down?"

Dirga just pointed with his chin. Geby followed Dirga's line of sight. A girl who is carrying a basket full of crackers is the focus.

"You want to buy that cracker?" Geby was confused, not usually Dirga eat food sold haphazardly roadside, impressed slovenly.

Dirga did not answer. But a sly grin was still lingering on his face.

"You want some mbak crackers?" nia asked gently to Geby who was sitting in confusion. He looked back at Dirga.

"Want to?" Geby made sure.

Degs.....

Nia just realized there was a man who she wanted to avoid. He looked at himself with a look of disdain.

"Actually I don't eat, food sold in the streets like this, slobber because. Especially sellers..." Dirga stripped Nia of her appearance from toe to head. "ca-cat" continued Dirga heartless.

Nia intends to leave, honestly her heart hurts, but retaliates she is powerless.

"Eh...Where are you going?" hold Dirga half-screaming who was aware of Nia's movements.

"Please love that beggar! itung-itung as compensation money" he said arrogantly while giving one red money to Geby to be given again to Nia who was considered begging.

Geby hesitated a little, for some reason Dirga's behavior looked strange in his eyes, never-ever did Dirga act like that. Usually at best, when there is a beggar who knocks on the windshield of his car.

"Sorry, I'm not a beggar, excuse me! Reject Nia, still keeping adab even though Dirga treated her contemptuously. Nia left Dirga's car, at the same time the yellow light was on.

"Everything becomes a self-conscious woman, already know the defect, still a dream to be my wife" Dirga murmured in his heart. While driving forward her car her eyes caught Nia walking towards the red light that started to light up.

"Why the hell are you...?" Geby, who had seen Dirga's strange behavior, finally asked.

"Do you know who the disabled woman was?"

"The cracker seller was you mean?"

"Yes, who else is it"

"What's the matter?"

"You know, she's the former housekeeper you've arranged with me" Dirga glanced at Geby sitting next to her.

"Puuuutttt ha..ha.." Geby's laughter finally broke.

"Are you laughing anyway?" Dirga was offended.

"You're serious about that woman that your papa will be betrothed to?" Geby asked seriously.

This time Dirga just nodded.

"Puuutttth" Geby laughed again.

"Are you laughing again?" Dirga's getting upset.

"Yes, I laugh, your taste is not very good"

"We should only marry, so that my parents are no longer my friends" this time Dirga spoke seriously. This is not the first time he invites Geby to get married, it is often.

"No-no!" reject Geby quickly. " We have agreed, the marriage is aware, I think it is ready" said Geby reminded the deal they had made.

***

"Just home?" reprimand Mr. Ramlan to Dirga who has just entered the house. The clock on the wall was already on the line one morning. When he came home from work, Dirga all drove Geby home, and of course stopped to complete his wishes first, and then went home.

Dirga steps restrained, this is the first time Mr. Ramlan invited him to talk after the incident at that time.

"What's the reason for coming home this late, hem....?"

"Work" Dirga answered briefly.

"What's the job of that cheap chick?" cynical sir Ramlan who began to grow angry with Dirga's behavior.

"Heh.." Dirga's laughter was no less cynical.

"If he's why?, I'm an adult, free to choose any woman but not the cripple!"

"Shut your mouth!!!" Shouted Mr. Ramlan, full of emotion. " Papa said, papa won't force it again, but remember one thing lest you regret it one day! and when that regret comes, papa is the first to laugh at your stupidity!" After saying that, Mr. Ramlan chose to leave. Dirga is really the son of dissidents. He will not open his eyes as long as he does not see the truth.

"Basic disability! Though you've been kicked out of this house, but why is papa so defending you? You sialll-bearer!" Dirga is rough with her hair.