Rupiah Hunter Traces

Chapter 1

" Mom what's our fault that we're poor ?" ask Zaqi to her mother.

" Hear the mother of the poor Nak is not a mistake, but a way of life arranged by God, for us to live with sincerity and patience" replied Sela while looking at her child.

While Zaqi looked at her mother and tried to understand what her mother was saying.

" Why did Zaqi ask like that ? " ask Sela while holding her child.

" So Zaqi wanted to borrow Riko's cars, but could not. Said his mother Riko wrong Zaqi poor so can not buy toys, want to eat a hard. " replied Zaqi innocently

" If Zaqi wants to buy cars later wait for payday mom, then mom buy ya. "saidela while smiling bitterly

" Is it true .. Did you not lie ? then when's the payday mom ?" asked Zaqi with vigor

" Later fitting mother has a direct payday mother bought, Zaqi want what color the cars ?" sela tried to divert Zaqi's question

" Want the red one yes .. who has the remot." replied Zaqi

" Okay later I buy ya, now Zaqi help mother with do.a so that quickly can buy toys for Zaqi" said Sela

" O Allah .. may the mother quickly pay the salary so that Zaqi is quickly bought a Toy, Aamiin" said Zaqi as he raised both hands

Sela hugged her child's tiny body with a feeling of sadness, sadness and somehow what feeling all mixed into one and without feeling her tears dripping, she immediately wiped away her tears so that Zaqi would not see her.

Sela must be strong and strong in front of her child, so that her child does not feel sad.

" Look if your father is more responsible, maybe our fate is not this bad." - Sela

Sela painstakingly earns a living to support her son alone, after her husband is fired from his job and leaves them both to find work in another city.

They left their hometown in search of a better life. But destiny says something else. After both had jobs and just started a new life, her husband was carried away by negative currents so forced to be removed from his job.

With a heavy weight Sela let her husband go to another city in hopes of getting a better job.

But again fate is not in his favor, for several years her husband did not give a fee for his son and himself. For reasons of money is only enough for daily needs.

While Sela was only a laborer who got a salary of UMK in town X, the money had to be used to pay for her rent, the cost of her babysitter and also her daily needs.

" Mom why are you crying ?" zaqi asked as she wiped Sela's tears

" Mommy is proud to have a child as great as you so she cries because she's happy" replied sela while trying to smile at Zaqi

" Have happy people cried too ?" ask Zaqi

" Yes crying is sometimes to express a happy feeling." replied sela while hugging her little body.

" Now Zaqi toy first mom want to cook, Zaqi want to eat what ? Eggs or something ?" ask Sela

" I want to eat fried rice." replied Zaqi

" It's a good thing you never ask for expensive food, son. "inner Sela

Then Sela left Zaqi and started to get busy in the kitchen to make fried rice. After a while the Nasi goreng Zaqi's request was ready.

" Keep here first ! " say said

" Want to eat alone or want to be in a bribe ?" sela asked after Zaqi approached

" Bribbed !" answer Zaqi

" Later after learning we call father let Zaqi know when father came home" replied Sela

" But every time Zaqi calls dad always says later that he's got a payload coming here" Zaqi replied innocently

And it made Sela try to hold back her crying again. He was confused about how to explain to his young son, about the problems faced by his parents.

" Patient Zaqi, son" said Sela, trying to comfort her son.

After finishing eating Zaqi resumed his toys while Sela continued cleaning the house.

After the completion of the prayer, Sela accompanied Zaqi to study, although only briefly, but Sela hoped that Zaqi would not lose much time with him.

" Mother Zaqi is tired" said Zaqi

" Yes the book has been cleared, then we sleep so tired it is gone and tomorrow we wake up healthy and fresh" said Sela

" Mom why don't we have a thick, warm blanket ?" zaqi asked as she lay down and covered in a thin cloth.

" Is Zaqi still cold ?" ask Sela

" Yes Zaqi is still cold" replied Zaqi

" Here sleep while the mother hugs." replied Sela then hugged her child's body to be warmer

" The mother of people who sleep with a warm blanket so that it does not catch the cold because of the cold" said Zaqi

" Zaqi know where ?" ask Sela

" From Zaqi's tenants" Zaqi replied casually

" Kid sometimes a thick blanket, though, a soft mattress and a nice house may not necessarily provide warmth and comfort if the heart of the owner cannot be grateful but a thin blanket and a simple house can provide warmth and comfort if the owner always be grateful "sela said

" Really ?" ask Zaqi again

" Of course it's true, if we're always grateful it's going to be better for my son" Sela said

" But Ma'am ?" zaqi said stopping as if he was thinking.

" It's better we sleep first tomorrow then we talk after the mother came home from work." said Sela while peeping her child's forehead .

Slowly Zaqi began to fall asleep because he never took a nap, because the person who nurtured Zaqi did not pay much attention to Zaqi. Maybe because Sela only paid the cost of parenting her child with not how much this he did because it was only a little income.

After Zaqi fell asleep, Sela got up and tried to find information to earn some extra money.

After a while he opened and searched for information about the online shop, after reading some references, Sela finally downloaded the application.

After success, he tried to learn about the application.

" Can I buy on credit ?" inner Sela

To dispel her curiosity, Sela again searched for related information about it. And after that he tried to find toys that fit his abilities.

After finding cars that fit the criteria of Zaqi and also according to financial ability, Sela finally bought the toy with 3 X installments.

After that he lay beside Zaqi thinking what he could do to find extra income. In order to be able to meet the needs of him and his son and for sure he really wants to make his son happy, so that his son does not feel sad when he hears the abuse from the surrounding environment.

" Good night" came the sound of people knocking on the door