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Slander

Flora had finished the morning sunnah prayer before the dawn adhan she now read the chants of Surah Qur'an as usual, as usual, her sweet voice disturbed the sleeping Shane who thought it was a cassette player surah Qur'an on his phone, but when he realized his phone was not there, he sharpened his hearing.

The melodious voice came from next to his room, which was the room of Flora. Shane began to listen to the voice in such awe.

"She must've gotten something I didn't get in the house, which is affection" monologue Shane himself.

The young man seemed to think for a moment, before how long the dawn prayer began to reverberate.

Flora and her parents were ready to go to the nearest mosque. The three walked on foot so casually, but his steps came to a halt as his close neighbor approached them.

"Sir, ma'am, you're accommodating a delinquent who often makes trouble in our village huh?" point to one of the neighbors who started to flutter.

"Sorry, Mom, what are you talking about? We don't even know anything" explained the middle-aged woman who was Mother Flora.

"Have it, don't argue too much. I see this mother's child," pointed at Flora in an annoyed tone.

"Take the other guy into your house drunk" the middle-aged woman added.

"I'm sorry but your treatment is not right. My son only helps people in need" said Mr. Grace to his daughter.

"What is the evidence, one is clearly a drunken kayak when she was married to Flora" the other middle-aged woman told the girl's family.

"We talk later, it's time we pray first," cut Mr. Grace who does not want the problem to get longer.

They all immediately performed the morning prayers. When finished the gossipy mothers came back to search the Flora family with many questions.

Flora could only lower her gaze, she was so sad when her parents were urged by the neighbors.

Arriving at home, the little family sat on a chair, remembering the words from the neighbors to him.

"So what should Rara do if their threat is true" said the young girl whose world seemed to spin faster.

"If true, this is your destiny, son. Never miss any situation. An incident that has happened to us is his vision, and that is a good thing for you" the middle-aged man told his daughter.

"But, sir, Rara's not ready yet.........."

Not finished, Flora said, knocking the door that was not like the pounding made everyone allow his eyes to go outside the door.

"Who here seems to have no ethics at all?" ask Mr. Grace who is now walking to the door to know his guest.

Several residents and RT gathered in front of Flora's house.

"What's up, sir?" ask the middle-aged man kindly to RT sir.

"Is it true, Son Flora invited a man to stay at your house?" ask RT with a firm tone.

"Yes, sir, but unlike many people's accusations, my daughter only helped without any other intention" the middle-aged man told his neighbor.

"Well, the child himself will be defended even though it is wrong," said the middle-aged man who was asked the other day to help Flora to bring Shane to the nearest clinic, but the middle-aged man did not want to at all.

It was like Flora was cursing at the person in front of her, but she took care of it because of her old grandfather opponent.

The young man he helped appeared from behind the curtain.

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"You can't be arbitrary with them, they even intend to help strangers who need help, and you help what? Nothing, all you know is commenting on someone else's life. Even your own lives aren't really good" Shane bravely said. He protects the good guy who's been his menologue who could even have died back then if Flora hadn't helped him.

"Be quiet you are a stranger, you don't deserve to talk to us in such a high tone" shouted one of the citizens who had not yet lost.

Shane smiled and sneered. "You feel holy and right, to me you are the same as I am now, holy-spirited but his heart is not good."

"Stop!" lerai Pak Rahmat whose head began to throb pain.

"You're all grown-ups but the attitude is like a child, what will happen to Nak Shane is the fault of all of us. Is it because the tattoo with the anchovy skull makes you stay away from him," said the middle-aged man who could no longer hold back his feelings that he wanted to get out.

"That's one of them" said another resident who responded.

Mr. Grace called Shane, while Flora was given the task of her father to get warm water, when and also baby oil.

Everyone was confused as to what the middle-aged man who belonged to the influential in the village would do.

"Son Shane sit here."

Shane simply complied, he did not even want to refute the orders of Mr. Grace.

Flora Datanf carries a tray with some of the tools mentioned by her father.

"What about tools like that" chirped one of the residents who did not like the family of Mr. Grace.

"You're magic" the middle-aged man scratched at his neighbor who was gathered in front of his house.

Mr. Rahmat initially applied a warm aie on Shane's skin, after which he gave a drop of baby oil on a cotton swab and applied it on Shane's skin. The black stain they thought was a tattoo was a marker deliberately drawn on the young man's skin.

"Look now, he's not the bad guy you're accusing" said Mr. Grace to all the residents.

"We still do not believe that if he wants to stay here, he must accept our terms" challenged one of the residents who still insisted on Mr. Grace.

"What do you want?" firmly Mr. Grace finally, he tried to stay calm and not be lured to the surrounding residents.

"In order for our village to be free from misfortune because of that young man, just marry your only daughter" said one of the men who tried to provoke others.

Everyone seemed to agree with what the man said, he was the opponent of Mr. Grace.

"But you can't decide that by yourself. We also need time to discuss," explained the middle-aged man with a pias face.

"Make them or we'll drive them out now."

Flora's hands looked cold, her eyes began to water and she hid behind her father's back.

When it's so critical something just happens