MISS AISHWA

That Mr

"Dad.. Aishwa departs" Aishwa retrieves the polish box her father had repaired last night. He opened the door, then walked out. His steps stopped when he was about to wear sandals. Aishwa looked at the new pink sandal next to her sandal.

"Dad. Whose pink sandal is this?" Shouted Aishwa from outside.

"It's got you. Yesterday dad boughtin"

Aishwa was excited and ran in and hugged her father.

"Thank you father"

His father returned his embrace.

Aishwa happily put on those sandals. All this time the flip-flops he was wearing, the rubber had broken off, and he connected them with a rope and pin.

Aishwa is no longer difficult to walk because his new sandals are very soft and comfortable on his feet.

"Your face looks really cool?" Rafa said as they walked towards their base.

"I'm glad dad bought you new sandals. He also fixed this box" while pointing at his polish box.

"Oh yeah. I'm following the fun". Rafa.

"Oh yeah. Starting Monday, I'm going to a new school. The school is close to where we always hang out". Rafa said again.

"Good dong, have a new friend. Then you're not working anymore?"

" At noon after coming home from school, I went straight to work. Kan. You didn't move places"

"Well, it turns out big brother is strong too. I was tired from school, then continued to work" Aishwa exclaimed in awe.

"That's Aishwa's life. We cannot depend on others. That's my mom said. Mom actually forbade me from working. But I'm maksa. I have to help my mom and my sister". Rafa said excitedly.

"Patience to brother". Aishwa

Without them knowing, it turns out that from earlier there was a father who heard the conversation and followed them.

Rafa realized there was someone behind. Rafa. Then the man hid his face and ran away from it.

Aishwa looked at her face but faintly.

Seen from a distance the father's wallet fell.

Aishwa and Rafa chase, but the father disappears as if swallowed by the earth.

Rafa went to get the wallet. Inside there are many fifty thousands of money, there are several ATM cards and also ID cards.

"We have to return this wallet" Rafa said

"Iyya, I'm so scared" Aishwa said in fear.

"Why?"

"Fear the father reported us to the police. He'll think we stole it".

"Relax Aishwa, as long as we have good intentions, there is nothing to fear".

They then walk to find the address in the KTP. Tiring journey because the address is quite far. It's been almost an hour they've been walking.

They asked the taxi driver who was nearby.

"Bang.. See this address?"

Rafa showed the KTP to the motorcycle taxi driver.

"What's wrong, brother?" Ask the taxi driver.

"Well, there's no way that you guys don't have any business" the ojekman ngeles.

"Thank you yah bang" Rafa said. He doesn't want to have trouble with a motorcycle taxi driver.

Not far from there, he walked a little and found a board pole that said "jl. KH. Anwarf". In accordance with the one in the ID. They then searched the block number of his house.

About a hundred meters ahead, they finally found a house according to the one in KTP.

"Assalamu alaikum" they rang the bell beside the fence. The house looks so big. The grounds are very spacious and decorated with palm trees. There are many types of flowers arranged neatly in a large pot next to the terrace of the house. There were also two cars parked in the trunk.

And it looks like Rafa knows the other car.

Rafa was shocked when someone opened the fence. A mother wearing a hijab, her face aura radiates light. Like an angel without wings. Aishwa gaped at the sight of the beauty. He's like being glared.

"Greetings waalaikum" the mother opened the fence.

"Sorry. Find who son?" Ask the mother.

"Sorry ma'am, is this Mr. Danu Kusuma's house?"

Ask Rafa. He had seen the name on the ID card. He just wanted to see if this was really his house.

"Benefit. But Mr. Danu is out again".

"His wife's mother, Mr Danu?" Ask Rafa

"Look, baby" she replied gently.

Rafa handed the wallet to the woman.

"This is Mr. Danu's wallet, it just fell on the street"

"Yes, thank you, son. Your heart is very honest" said the mother amazed.

He took out some money and gave it to Rafa.

Rafa refused

"Ga don't ma'am, we're sincere. Thank you very much"

"Take a son, this is your fare home. Must be your house far away, right?" Guess that mother. If they go home on foot, they could break their legs. Because the trip was already three times over from their home.

Rafa took the money. But he only took a piece of money twenty thousand.

"It's enough ma'am for us to take the angkot home". Rafa.

The mother scrunched her eyebrows. And he turned to Aishwa whose sight had never been removed.

"Whose name are you, son?" Said the mother holding Aishwa's cheek.

"Aishwa aunty" Mom was shocked. But his shocked face was not seen.

The mind is "no. impossible".

Then she saw Aishwa's neck on the right. He saw the mark on Aishwa's neck. He drowned feeling cold. The wallet he was holding fell.

"Aunties. What's up?" Rafa asked to help the mother pick up the dropped wallet.

"It's okay son, maybe soy sauce"

"This way, we say goodbye first. Assalamu alaikum" said Rafa.

They both left. Up out of the hallway, they waited for the angkot. They would go straight home because they were so exhausted looking for the address of the father.