
Chapter 1
My name is Larasati, 19 years old. Working in a supermarket near the house which is about 30 minutes by vehicle.had a friend, his only friend named Tari.
Maybe his best friend luckier, Dance lives off a well-to-do family, his parents have a grocery store located at the highway door.
Amidst the economic downturn, Baras devoted his life to working and working to ease the burden on his parents.
Laras Has two sisters who are still in school, this year new school, both Laras brothers entered High School and Junior High School.
While his sickly father needs further treatment, every month back and forth control to the hospital if there is money.
Eating everyday is grateful. Her mother received an order to stitch clothes at home for extra money.
One month ago, the father in the verdict of the doctor had to hurry surgery because the disease has a worrying level.
"What's the cost, doc?" tanya Laras squeezed both her hands nervously.
"About 250 million Mb!" Answer doctors.
"Good doctor! I'll try." Baras stared at him intensely.
please save Mr. Laras dok, whatever the cost I will try, Laras will find money as soon as the doctor.
Barrel running no direction, thinking about the cost of surgery alone has made him dizzy, and not appetite.
"Where did I get that kind of money!" the Baras Germain to himself.
"With my salary, for daily needs sometimes not enough." muttered Laras.
"What to do, make money with one week?" Said Laras shrieked with lips komat-kamit.
!!!!!!!......
****** Barrel!.....
Baras bmen hit the car in front of him, Laras was ready to get up from his bike, to quickly run, afraid that the car had angry and had to compensate.
Barrel was getting ready to pick up his falling bike, and pedaling his bike, suddenly the car door opened.
"Hi, miss is running away, huh?" ask the man whose car was hit by Laras
"Responsor miss!" Someone who has a car.
"This looks like my favorite car dented, because you're a sloppy girl!" He said with a little emotion holding back his anger.
"Respair!"
"I don't want to know! quick mana!"
"Great this, gotta hurry up and get away!"
The barrel turned his bike around, and immediately pedaled his bike at an above average speed.
Selamet-selamet can speed as well, too,
"Laras yep that's it."
Fortunately not pursued, while bored, wiping sweat, Laras took a drink in his bicycle basket, ngadem first under a tree in the city park.
Fresh air this afternoon even though the weather was hot, for Laras he was very grateful to be able to eat and have a decent place to live.
In the city park the atmosphere is very quiet, which is usually crowded in filled with small children just to play in the park, Laras looked up, suddenly a tearful circle fell, and, yes Laras thought about the cost of his father's operation which is not small.
One week after the incident, Laras like the days usually work to raise money for the treatment of his father, which costs quite large, salary Laras was not enough even though it had to be gradual for many years.
Finally Laras told the burden of thought to his best friend Tari, about the problems of his father's operation and the costs needed, Dari, actually, Tari wants to help by borrowing money from parents, but Laras checks it on the grounds that he wants to try himself because it has been a lot of trouble for Tari and his family.
The afternoon self-service looks crowded, because this day coincides with a young date.
"I'm counting, I'm counting."
"Totally two million!"
"This is the shopping, Mum! thank you for visiting." Baras.
Laras lifted his face to see someone who was asked just silence.
"You!"
"You!"
both threw their index fingers at each other, and looked at each other with the scent of hostility.
"I'm sorry about yesterday."
"Don't accept my apologies, responsibility!"
"I don't have the money to fix the car."
please do not complicate things, anything I will do is important do not money because I do not have more money.