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From childhood until the age of 19 years, Wita did not feel a lack of affection from his parents. Being an only child does not make him spoiled. She became an independent girl. During school he also often won championships. In her teenage years she filled with learning so Wita never established love with anyone. He felt it was a waste of time.

He used to aspire, but since his family's finances dropped dramatically. He could not continue his studies. He could have been selfish to continue his education from the scholarship he obtained. But what is it? When he saw his mother every day crying because he had to deal with loan sharks who always collect debts that never end?

Starting from the father who was deceived, and worse his father even played gambling in order to get money faster. But even stale because the debt is getting more and more stressful.

That's why he ended up here, with all he could to help his parents with work.

But if anyone knows this fact can it still work?

Wita looked at the flat object lying in front of her with a blank look. He bent his knees and leaned in between. In the restroom Wita felt lost direction, two lines were clearly drawn on the object.

As the phone rattled her, Wita turned her attention to the object and found a call from her mother.

"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum son."

"Wa'alaikumsalam ma'am, what's wrong?" The answer was a little lackluster.

"Sorry, you're busy, aren't you?"

"No. This is Wita again rest" he said again.

There was a long sigh that sounded from there, his mother did not seem to feel good to say it.

"Talk aja ma'am" he said slowly, Wita felt something was wrong.

Finally after a few minutes his mother's voice was heard.

"Look, your father hasn't been home for a week Wit, I've been dizzy and confused looking for where else. Mother is not strong if left alone with her debt. Many loan sharks come to the house. But I don't have any more money." Adu the mother with a little sobbing.

It turns out his hunch is right.

Unbeknownst to the mother, a tear also flowed on Wita's cheeks, her heart felt tight as trouble continued to approach her.

But he has to be strong, right?

"Yes later Wita transfer yes, how much do I need? Don't be sad Wita has money." It seems he was forced to use the money that Adnan loved. He did not want to bother with the money. If she uses it, Wita is like selling her lost virginity.

"Thank you, son, I'm ashamed that I shouldn't bother you, but all I have is you." His mother replied, who now sounded like she was crying.

Wita breathed a tired sigh. But now she only has her mother. "It's okay for Wita to work so she can help mom. I am patient, though. After this Wita send the money, mother repaid the debt with the money."

His mother also obeyed him. "Thank you, son, you are the best.. Mother love you, take care of your health there."

"Yes mom too, Wita loves mom."

When the mother was about to close it, the girl prevented it.

"Mom.. Something Wita wants to say." I don't know why he wanted to spill his grievances on the man who gave birth to him.

"Yes, what's wrong, son? you're okay in there, right?" His mother was a little worried.

But Wita shook her head, she couldn't say it. Especially in such a situation. "Eh.. don't be, I'll see you later" he said a little joking.

"You are that." His mother breathed a sigh of relief, his mother was saying goodbye and the call was interrupted.

His mother is very dependent on him, inevitably Wita is the place where his mother leans. But she is also a weak girl, she also needs a backrest.

***

Adnan threw his body in the bed. He was in his apartment not far from work.

Since meeting with his friends he kept thinking about all the possibilities that happened. The man also deliberately did not return to his home.

Adnan nodded his head which felt dizzy. He had to check it out himself and talk four-eyes with the girl. I hope what he fears doesn't happen.

While he was busy contemplating, the sound of the bell in his apartment rang continuously, to make the man snort annoyed.

"Who the hell.."

He lazily walked over and opened the door of his apartment. The face of the beautiful woman in front of him.

Arabela, the beauty doctor, stood quietly. The woman's face was slightly flushed with anger.

"What's wrong?" asked Adnan with a flat face. Not feeling disturbed by that unfriendly face.

"You're so busy Nan, I didn't pick up the phone either." Said the woman with a voice.

Adnan did not voice the voice of the woman he had been dating for the past year, instead he passed by leaving Arabela in his room again. Too dizzy with his childish attitude.

"No, I'm being diced. You are so fucking." With a stomping step the woman sulked trying to get attention from the boyfriend.

Adnan threw himself on the sofa, then closed his eyes shut with his own arm.

"Adnan's... " Call him with sewot.

"Please Bel, I'm dizzy again. Can you just shut up?" Said later.

Arabela who heard it went silent. The woman approached Adnan and checked the man's temperature by holding his forehead.

"Here you have a fever, Yang. Your face was a little pale earlier. Did you eat?" asked Arabela gently. His mood immediately turned to worry when he found the lover was not fit.

Adnan answered with a slab. "Geez you, I made the food I used to take medicine. You have stock of drugs, right?" tanyakanya.

Adnan nodded later.

"Okay, you fell first. I made food." The man just obeyed him.

That night, Adnan received attention and care from Arabela willingly. That graceful woman loved her lover so much. Although lately their relationship is peppered with quarrels, it is because he is too afraid to lose the figure of the man in front of him.

Patently the woman enveloped Adnan who had fallen asleep, she smiled to find the peaceful face of her man.

"You should say that if there are more Nan patients, what's the hard time telling?" Said the woman slowly.

"Keep if there's a problem sharing my story with me? Not in the pendem itself. I asked your sister you know. You haven't been home in a few days, have you? What the hell is going on?Don't forget you have me to lean on" continued the woman, although Adnan won't answer.

He checked the temperature of the man again. Thank goodness the fever has gone down. Arabela sighed, she stopped her own speaking session.

After a few minutes the woman also laid her body beside the lover and slept together.

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