Reaping

Mr. Rama [2] - Early 2

Moments ago after we both had lunch. Paks

Burhan told me to go home. I intend to give you a little money

to Mr. Burhan. I reached into my pants pocket and picked up some money

from wallet. Actually, the old man was reluctant to take money from me.

But I still forced him to accept the money. Until finally

Mr. Burhan received the money.

Without me noticing from behind, there was someone running

towards me. Instantly his hand pulled the wallet that had been held

my left hand. I was very surprised to find my wallet had now been taken

pickpockets.

"Drug! There's copet!" Reflexively I screamed

and running after the copet.

I kept screaming and asking people for help

caught the pickpocket. Some people started to take their eyes off

towards me and among them there were those who ran after the pickpocket.

I didn't manage to chase that pickpocket, that guy

already running and sneaking in the crowd. The situation around me is so crowded, so crowded,

made me lose track of the pickpocket.

I was confused and did not know what

I gotta do it. The wallet contained not only my savings, but

part of my life is there. How could I possibly survive in the city

this stranger, while I now have no pennies.

Every plan that gets done sometimes is often

hindered by unexpected things. My plan is to find a place

staying after lunch, had to be postponed because I was new

just having a pickpocket. Some people sympathize with the disaster

I just experienced it, but not a few people blame me. They

assume I'm too late and can't take care of myself.

"This city is not a place worthy of a bad person like you.

Just so you know there's a lot of bad people around here, so everyone

must always be vigilant and take good care of yourself" one chirped

the creepy-faced man when he saw me was confused because he had just

pickiness.

I don't know what to say to respond to speech

the stranger. Some people who came to me said it could be

the person who is looking for the fault of the victim of the removal is the copet cabal

by oneself. I was silent and didn't know what to do

subsequent. I have no proof that the pickpocket is a faceless man

that's creepy.

"Mr, so feel guilty. Just try it if you were

not giving money to my father. You must not now experience

pickpocketing" said the old man who had just eaten with me. Persons

his name is Mr. Burhan.

***

There were two unexpected things that I experienced simultaneously.

The first one was unexpectedly before, I had experienced a pickiness.

Savings money for me to survive in the early months of living in this city

lost already. But at the same time there was someone I didn't know

preceding. The man felt sorry for what I was going through, he

volunteered to take me to stay at her house for a while. Persons

that noble heart is Mr. Burhan. I feel bad when he

I returned the money I had given him.

"It looks like you need this money more. This money

you can use it for your needs to find a job and take care of the loss

That's what was coming out of Mr. Burhan's mouth

I'm in a tailspin.

I was actually embarrassed to accept the help of the old man

that, let alone having to take back the money I had previously given

to him. But I had no other choice, I decided for a while

time to stay at his house. I tried to find a job later

day.

***

Mr. Burhan's house is a few hundred meters from the terminal

bus. The house can be said to be simple and not much different from the settlement

othersmore. House walled boards and roofed asbestos. Right behind the house

that there is a stream of river water filled with garbage and foul-smelling. I

had no other choice, for a while had to live in the environment

like these.

I feel indebted to Mr. Burhan and I don't

you can see it at the age of twilight must live alone. His five children

everyone has a family, each lives far away from Mr. Burhan.

The thing that made me so full when I found out there wasn't a single child

take care of Mr. Burhan. Even though his condition was old, old man

it still has to work as a sweeper in the bus terminal area. If not

that way, Mr. Burhan will not be able to pay the rent of the house occupied and

to meet the daily cost of his life. Since his wife died several

last year, in his old age, he had to live alone.

I was astonished by the attitude of the five fifth son of Mr. Burhan

who doesn't seem to care about his own father. It should be at age

sena Pak Burhan just spent his time relaxing while chatting with her

his children and grandchildren. Actually the culture of a child who when an adult is aware

or unconsciously began to forget his parents were ingrained in the

among society. They do not have the self-awareness to care for

and accompany parents who since childhood have cared for and raised them.

All the kindness and affection that parents always give to

his children were only considered the wind.

Sweat flowing from Mr. Burhan's pores

while making a living to support his family in the past as if not

there is value in the eyes of his children. Now her five children are in

whereabouts? Don't take care of her father in old age. They're even at all

have no desire at all to know the latest news about Pak

Burhans. I can't figure out why that human child isn't at all

have a conscience. Forgetting all the good that has been received from

someone else. Do they forget that one day they will grow old

and their children will grow up. When that time comes I hope

their children do not forget their parents. If that happens then

they will one day feel so great sadness that this salama experienced

by Mr. Burhan.

I am determined when I have a job. I

planning to find a boarding house at an affordable price and certainly livable.

I also intend to invite Mr. Burhan to come live with me.

Even if I and Mr. Burhan have no blood relation at all. However

I don't know why I feel sorry if I should let an old man seem like I should

living alone. After all I in this new area have absolutely no

acquaintances. It will feel lonely and saturated if I have to live in a cosan

alone only.

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