LOVE OF JUITA

Lowest Point

Although he tried to stand gallant, Julia's steps were still shaky. Doldrumsily he went down the stairs to the mother house on the first floor. The atmosphere this morning was very quiet, no matter where the Mbok, Pak and Mbok Par went. Usually in the morning you are busy watching TV, Si Mbok making breakfast, and Mbok Par sweeping the yard.

The large house felt empty and cold. Julia was too lazy to look for them to ask permission as usual. Julia rushes out of the house towards the fence that is no longer padlocked. Riska was waiting outside, sitting on her motorbike.

"Mbak is okay? My face is pale." Welcome Riska worry. His eyes moved here and there investigating Julia's situation.

"I'm fine, Ris. Let's go to the store. We need to talk about this." Julia put on a helmet. He clung to Riska's shoulder and sat in the back bollard.

"Tidy up the skirt mbak, don't get wrapped around the wheel." Riska reminded, at a glance he saw the end of Julia's robe that stuck to the ground.

"Oh yeah, thanks for reminding Ris." Julia tidied up the skirt and sat on it. The effect of lack of sleep on his alertness level plummeted drastically.

Riska runs her bike at a slow speed to the store. He also had less rest last night. Viral problem cake contains lizards make the sleep is not good and keep thinking.

***

Septian peeked at Julia and Riska's departure from behind the window curtains. There was a rush of guilt in her heart for silencing Julia all night.

But what to say, He is just a normal human being shaken by great disappointment. It's not easy for Septian to defeat his ego.

Septian went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Glimpsed dining table is available fried rice and a cup of tea that has been cold with a feeling of emptiness. He has no interest in touching it.

With Septian reluctant step down the stairs, he will discuss with his parents about the problem that befell Julia.

***

After half an hour of driving at the speed of an onthel bike, they arrived as well. Riska parked her bike under the shop canopy. Not forgetting he locked the motor disc. After that swiftly Riska opened the shop padlock.

Julia deliberately discourages employees. The store is not operating today either. His arrival together with Riska to the store to do the evaluation and introspection. At once he wanted to rest for a while, away from the house and Septian.

Julia headed to her study on the second floor, taking off her shoes and socks. Julia rushed to the toilet for ablution. After that he performed Dhuha prayers two rakaats. Begging for guidance, strength and peace. What can man do but rely on God?.

"Patiently, Ma'am. This is not our will." Said Riska slowly staring at the pale face of Julia who was wrapped in mucus. He sat down with Julia.

"It's all my fault Ris, too rash to increase production without any close supervision. Until we miss can't keep the quality." Julia lirih.

His eyes glared towards the ceiling of the shop. The removal of the crystal point that begins to stagnate in the corner of the eye. It is difficult to be tough when his mind is battered to withstand the pain of the wound alone.

"Nella's night, that selebgram was angry at our IG store. He said his name was tainted because it received endorsements from us. Netizens accused him of receiving endorsements only." Said Riska leaning her back against the wall.

"And what we have to worry about the most is that the store business license was revoked by the Department of Health Mbak ... Because the netizen's report has already reached them." Continue Riska again.

"Last me Ris." Julia's fists lean back against the wall.

"Even the Septian Mas has raised Ris' hand. He didn't want to interfere, he gave everything to me. He doesn't care anymore." Julia's voice shook, choked.

"So now ... what should I do to quell the anger of netizens?" Ask Riska timidly.

Julia took a heavy breath, her heart ached. His throat was sour and nauseous.

"Please make an apology on Instagram and a statement that our store is not operating until an unspecified deadline. Regarding employee salaries let me take care of it. You just report the amount I have to pay." Julia said slowly withstanding the discomfort in her body.

"So you're just gonna give up?" Riska looked at Julia who looked withered.

"I have a choice what Ris? I have disappointed many. I've put the Mas Septian family to shame. I've made them lose hundreds of millions. I feel ashamed to face the family of Mas Septian who has helped a lot. Why didn't I just die with my son back then. Let me not bring disaster to the people around me!"

Julia's cry exploded, she covered both of her faces with her face wrapped in mucus. It feels like he's been plunged into the deepest deepest in the world. This was the lowest moment of his life. So dark and so squashed. There was no hand that could help.

"Astaghfirullah thing Adzim Mbak. Eeling! It's not like Julia I know." Riska hugged Julia tightly.

"Hu hu hu .. Ris, I don't want to go home. I'm ashamed of Mas Septian's family. I should how?"

Julia leaned completely on Riska. His body no longer had the strength to support him.

"Mom, must be strong. I know the Mas Septian family must have been disappointed, but the name of the family is where we came back. Ma'am can't run away. Although bitter at the beginning, they will definitely forgive." Riska patted Julia's back gently.

"Actually Riska suspects this is the actions of people who do not like Ms. Julia. Where did that guy get the video of Bu Karti coughing? The charges are also TBC. That's obviously slander, there's no proof!"

"And even if he suspects that Ms. Karti has TB, he should have crossed over to us first. Not just viral like this. Obviously this guy wants to destroy Mba!" Riska said.

"I'm so tired of Ris, I don't dare to be suspicious of anyone. I am a newcomer to this village. This whole thing is purely my fault." Isak Julia sniffled.

"It could be the cake filling lizard is also the work of the same person. Because Riska is not sure if our employees act carelessly. They do it together. If there is a mistake, be reminded of fellow colleagues." Riska continued hissing annoyed.

"Ris .. May I take a short nap until zhuhur. My head hurts so much Ris. I think I'm gonna throw up, too." Julia's face became paler than before.

"Good Ma'am. Let Riska make an apology first to social media. If necessary, make an advertisement in the newspaper. Mbak sleep first, later Riska wake up azan zuhur." Riska said attentively.

"Thank you Ris." Julia Sahut.

He threw himself in the prayer mat. With a backpack, Julia tried to calm her mind. Without having to wait for a long time Julia fell asleep.

Riska watches Julia from behind her laptop. Once his heart saw a leader who was usually always cheerful and optimistic now so broken, weak, desperate.

"Kuatlah Ma'am. We can get through this."