SCENARIO FROM GOD

The parr 28

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A few minutes passed and they finally arrived at home, Pras whose position as the person who paid for the taxi came out the last. When he came out he was surprised to see the martyr who was still standing in place instead of entering the house.

" Your deck why is it? "

" Mas.it's our home." said Syahira with eyes that continue to look at the house, Pras who was curious followed the direction of his sister's view. And how shocked Pras was when his eyes saw their home.

The door opened and a pick-up car was parked in front of his house. There are about 3-4 fathers who pass through the house while transporting electronic goods and also the sofa in their home.

Not understanding what he saw, Pras finally approached one of the four people. " Excuse me sir, I'm sorry, why are you carrying things in our house? "

" I don't know, we are just a man" replied the fathers who had been asked Pras.

" whole? " the mummy Pras

" Yes suruhan mas, we are just a hauler of goods that are usually rented-rent a mas. "timpal one of the builders answered the murmur Pras that can still be heard by them.

" If you could know who this man was told? " Tanya Pras returned, he still did not understand what the father said.

Just as the fathers were about to open their mouths to answer, suddenly someone interrupted from behind Pras' body.

" I told you, why? " said the burly man with a tattoo on the upper left of his hand.

" Oh so you told me, if you can know the reason why the goods in our house were transported so sir? "

" Heh!.lo don't know." The man said a little underestimating..

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" I don't know, of course we don't know why you suddenly came here and transported all the things in our house for no reason and told us in advance. " Reply Pras.

" It turns out that the lizard is a real jerk, owed but his son does not know." he murmured.

" That means to owe? What debt bang? Who the hell is that lick? " tanya Pras increasingly do not understand the direction of the interlocutor's conversation.

" The young man is your father, and he owes me the same from 5 months ago. The promise he wants to pay a month after he owed, but where until now still has not been paid and every collectible even say do not know where. That's why I'm here carrying things in exchange for money owed by Mr. Lo. " said the man.

" How much is the debt sir? " tanya syahira.

" Fifteen million already doubling with the flowers. "hearing the burly man's answer made Pras and Syahira surprised.

They did not know the reason why his father borrowed money, and what it was used for. They also wondered why his father could not pay, but just a few days ago he came to ask them for money. If he doesn't pay the debt, then where was the money yesterday? Is it true that the money was spent by his new wife? I don't know, because they're both confused.

" WHAT!! Fifteen million, my goodness, sir who really dong time is fifteen million" said Pras who felt disbelief with the nominal amount spoken by the burly man.

" So you mean I'm nipu? Sorry yes even though I am a loan shark but for me to make nipu-nipu people, the amount of that I already discounted interest if not already more than that. " said the man slightly raised his voice, he did not accept it because it seems Pras does not believe his words.

" Yes but do not all of you do not use flowers, it would be not usury sir. Remember allah swt. Prohibiting his servant for usury is a sin" said Pras who advised.

" Alah do not have to bacot deh lo, say if you do not have money and do not want to pay. So it's complicated, I just take the precious things that are in this house. "

" Tono makinin. " Next call one of the handyman to do his job again.

" You can not transport goods in this house at will, which tells our father then why you even come to our house. "

" Lo is deaf, have I said, I can not find lo bokap and all I can come to is this house because he gave this address for a guarantee when owed to me. I stopped before I lost my patience. " Say the loan shark in a slightly irritated tone.

" but..."

" Let me pay for it, sir. But I ask for help, all the items that you have transported to be returned to their place. " Sahira interrupted Pras' speech.

" What do you mean deck? "

" How about Sir? " ask Syahira to the man in front of him, he did not even pay attention to the question from his brother.

" Okay, deal "said the man agreed, he also told the artisans to return all the goods to their original place.

Seeing all that, Syahira went into the house to take the money.

" This is the money, 8 million. If you do not believe please recalculate. "said Syahira while handing over a brown envelope containing money.

" Deck, why do you love. It's your savings. "

" It's okay, wait for Syahira to work again. Some of this money was for the entrance fee to college, but thank God Syahira got a scholarship so the money is still there. "

" but deck... "

" Okay right, fifteen million" said the man after he finished counting his money. " Oh yes, tell your father if you can't pay don't owe, kasian his son cape-cape looking for money but instead dipake payable debt." he continued then passed away.

Syahira went back into the house and was followed by Pras. Syahira sat in a sofa resting his tired body.

" Dek why the hell are you always like that, put the love of money that way. Who gave dad, so you should have paid. "

" Here is the morning. "

" Can't dong Ra, we can't do that. The father has gone too far, he should not give all this to us" said Pras Emotion.

" How should we go? Are we that? Ara can not mas, especially if until these items are transported earlier. Ara can not mengebiarin goods that have memories of the same mother was taken so just because to pay off the father's debt. Syahira better lose a lot of money than to have to lose this all mas, Ara gan can.." Syahira emotions suddenly exploded, tears also play a role in it.

Syahira was not strong, only he tried to be strong. Actually, he was tired of the treatment of his father so far who was never responsible, did not want to work and instead always asked for money. But what should Syahira be? He could not stand still when he saw his mother's relics taken for granted.

" Mas Syahira was also tired, Ara also cape the same as mas. But how? Syahira can not be quenched. "said Syahira who is still accompanied by crying.

Seeing his sister crying made Pras aware and regretted blaming the shahira, also had spoken harshly to him. Pras approached Syahira, then hugged her.

" I'm sorry it's deck, it's wrong. I never understood you. " Pres tightened his embrace, tears also flowed from his eyes. Now he understood what his sister was feeling. And finally they both shed everything they felt.

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