I'm The One You Throw Out

Turning Circumstances

"Lita! You useless girl, get out of you!"

Jago and the others gasped at the high voice full of anger. It even frightened Rani to the point that she squeezed her father's clothes quite strongly.

"Mother!" Naina muttered softly before running towards her house. Following Jago who quickly lifted Rani's body in a sling.

Lita came out of the house, her face that used to be always polished thick make-up now looked pale and lethargic. He walked slowly facing the middle-aged woman who looked windy. In his hand was holding a shirt, maybe that triggered that problem.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Lita. His voice even sounded lethargic.

"What's up, what's up. Huh!" The woman threw the shirt in her hand right in front of Lita's face.

Lita flinched, held onto the shirt earlier and looked at it carefully.

"You're the holy one, aren't you? Your clothes should be broken like that? If you're not so holy, I'll admit you're a washerman in my house!" it was without feeling.

Lita was stunned, she was still checking the clothes in the hand that looked fine. No rips or anything.

"Sorry, Mom, but this dress is okay? Nothing was broken and still clean" Lita replied showing the clothes in her hands that had not changed at all.

"What's okay? You're blind, yes, you can't see if the shirt is torn. Look, you whatever that shirt is to tear like that!" his jolt is getting inflamed again.

Once again Lita looked at the clothes in her hand, looking for the tear that the woman in front of her meant. Turns out right, there was a tear on the side. Just small.

"Oh, here. It was torn when I washed, Mom. This is just the thread, really, can be stitched again," he said showing the tear to the owner.

The woman snorted sharply, both seeds almost jumped out devouring Lita who is now small and thin.

"About you talking! That shirt is expensive, don't you know? You spend money for a whole year and you won't be able to change my clothes. It's good to say it ripped itself. Tell me if you can't replace it! You poor people, you usually just shirk." The woman sneered out at Lita who was just speechless without being able to answer.

Her tears fell unstoppably, apparently like this it felt humiliated and humiliated. The pain is even more painful than the incision wound. Inside the house, I shed tears. The events he heard now seemed to remind him of the sins of the past. Where he banished Seira, looking down on the woman, insulted her with barren words as well.

Not only Seira, the two people who were with him also insulted him as a poor man who can only beg.

However, try to see what is happening right now, the spinning world is true. The wheel of life is like a horse-drawn carriage that keeps changing places. In an unexpected period of time. It can be sooner or later.

O Allah, forgive the servant. Servant repent, O Allah. Forgive all the sins that I have committed against my ex-son-in-law and servant-worker. Sei, I'm sorry, son. Oh God, meet us. I'd really like to apologize to her.

I glimmered in my heart, heartless roar. Luckily he didn't die that time and only had a stroke. Give extra time to realize the error and correct it.

He sobbed in the house alone, in a wheelchair where he had been staying. Mom spelled out everything she did in the past until she got the punishment she is today. It was really evil, and he didn't realize it.

"You can't be a washer, don't be a washerman. It's usually just ruining people's clothes. If her husband is a criminal, his wife must be evil." He continued to curse at Lita without caring about the sobs of the woman.

"Enough, Mom!"

The voice of a man jolted the body of the woman in the middle of the wind. Both Lita and the woman, both looked towards the arrival of the voice.

"Jago?" Lita muttered softly.

Lita, who was astonished by his arrival, hugged the sad child. The little girl turned her head, looking at the woman who crossed her arms on the stomach.

"Don't insult Nai's mother anymore. I'm not a bad guy, I'm a good girl. Auntie don't insult Nai's father and mother!" he shouted, then hugged Lita again.

Lita's hand rubbed her hair, she crouched down in front of Naina and hugged her. Inwardly apologizing, and admitting that he was evil. If it wasn't evil, it wouldn't be possible for her to snatch her best friend's husband by herself.

"Eh, Naina. Your father was a thief, now he's in prison. You don't know, do you?"

Like a lightning bolt in broad daylight that strikes Lita's patience. He looked up, looking at the haughty woman in front of him.

"Enough! Enough you insult me, don't bring Nai's father. He knows nothing, especially my son. He's a kid!" lita shouted while shedding tears.

"That's it"

"Enough, Mom. I could have reported Mom to the authorities for making a fuss here. What you've done and all your talk, I can sue you in court. Now go!" Jago's voice interrupted the woman's speech.

Once again he glared at the sight of Jago who was in a security uniform.

"What are you? Oh .. lest you're her affair, yeah. Sampe-sampe. Hmm ... just security, what's great. There's no money either" the woman sneered with a snort.

"I am just a security, for that I have the right to secure Mother and bring Mother to the authorities. I'm an accomplice of them, who if you see a rich man this mother makes a riot, can be immediately taken to PRISON." Jago suppressed the word prison to scare the arrogant woman.

He's floundering, dead fleas made jago. His eyes glared agitatedly, his body movements revealing a fear that was engulfing the heart.

"Ok, ok, I'm going." He turned around, but only a few steps back to call him.

"Eh, Mom!"

"What else?!" He turned around while glaring wide.

"This is bring you!" Jago takes the shirt in Lita's hand and throws it at the woman. He picked it up quickly and continued his steps.

Lita still hugged Naina, both of them crying bitterly. Lamenting the fate of self overwritten by endless misfortunes. Jago glanced at them, as well as Rani. There is a sense of compassion gathered in the heart to see the state of his former employer.

"Mom is okay?" jago asked still being polite to him.

"Don't call me that, Jago. I am no longer your employer" said Lita Pilu.

"It's okay, Mom. Better not be here, just go in the house." Jago keukeuh's.

Lita moved up while lifting up Naina's body, although surprised because her son brought a large doll, but she had not asked.

Sliced Jago's heart saw the hut that was not habitable it occupied them. Moreover, Naina was still too small to live in such a place.

O God, destiny is a secret and no man knows.