
The black round eyeballs look sparkling, combined with the lashes and dense, showing a special impression for a sweet girl named Aira. Thin lips with a round chin bottom, showing a natural beauty, where if every man who saw it would be fascinated.
Unfortunately, her beauty was never exposed at all, she was rarely seen by village men, because she was shy and happy to be in the house.
The daily life of Aira is to help the mother, from cooking, washing clothes. Because he realized because his mother was old and helpless. Making homework he works everything.
"Ndo. Try to get some clothes on top of mom's closet. "
The woman with her body that looks hunched told her child just wayangnya, take one shirt that has been torn, for him to sew. To look good again.
Having a tall body so high, making Aira take clothes on the closet that is usually separated by her mother if the clothes look torn. The cute girl with plump eyes swiftly walked towards the mother, with her quick footsteps. Making the middle-aged woman was very amazed, Aira the obedient and alert girl when the mother attacked her.
"Here, mom. "
Siti Aminah is Aira's mother. Taking clothes from his son's hands to sew immediately. "Thank you, Ndo. "
The long-haired girl with curls at the ends, never complained about the condition of her mother who was just a washing worker. The same goes for the father who was just a farmer. Aira was so grateful for the blessings God had given her.
Seen the look of Siti Aminah's face that has shrunk, making Aira slowly sit on the terrace, he looked at the mother so closely. "Why are you? Look at mom to her side. "
Siti Aminah now began to sit on a chair that she used to wear, she began to slowly explore the land of clothes that had been torn, even though Siti Aminah was old, but his sharpness in seeing can be thumbs up. She is an old woman who is careful in exploring or cleaning things.
The conversation started by Siti Aminah, she now asked her only child who was sitting politely on the floor. " Ndo, eighteen years old, I think that's enough for you to get married. "
The mother's words made Aira's tiny lips wrinkle, she slowly played her fingers together. Makes Aira like a child who is just a year old.
"Eighteen years old, ain't he not married yet, ma'am. "
I don't know since when Aira can reply to the words of the mother with a little sound wise. Where Siti Aminah frowned and Aira continued her words. " Aira tries to explain to mother, if at the age of eighteen, a new woman enjoys her teenage years. Not old enough to get married."
The shrunken hand now slowly rubbed the long hair of Aira slowly, understandingly. The plump-eyed girl with thick eyebrows only carved out her smile, revealing both ends of widened lips.
"Indeed right. Ndo. It's just that I'm worried that when mom is gone, I can't see you getting married and having children. In this mother's old days, I want to see you soon marry the man of your own choice. So that when mom dies later, you have someone to look after, ndo. "
Aira shed tears, knowing that her mother was so worried about her. " Mom, what is this talking about? "
"Aira, this mom is talking about what she is. You see the body of this fragile mother, the mother is old and soon may be a meal of earthworm caterpillars that will gnaw at the mother. Your mother is just waiting to pick you up!" The mother's words were too painful for Aira, making the sweet girl with round eyes tightly hug the body of the woman who gave birth to her.
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In the midst of the dialogue of the girl and also the old woman, made them surprised because the sound of the door was kicked hard. Make the door of the house wide open.
"Who is it, ma'am. Not very polite."
"Let me, you just wait in the room. " The order of Siti Aminah cannot be rejected by Aira, she can only obey. Turn around and go to get into the bedroom.
Siti began to walk with her hunchback body, she approached the front door of the house, where screams for the sake of screaming sounded loud.
The two middle-aged woman's eyes were rounded, she was surprised by what she saw, the figure of the man who became her husband in the sered forcibly entered into the house of Siti, by a group of men in black suits. Like an office guy.
How sad that guy named sodikin is. His hands were held tightly like prisoners. The body sitting on the floor with blood was seen pouring out on the lips a little bit, hitting the floor white.
"Mr?"
Siti began to approach the husband, he stared fixedly at the face of sodikin.
To where the word says, "STOP." The men were in black suits with both eyes covered by thick glasses.
Siti who felt astonished now asked with a slightly raised tone. " What's going on? Why was my husband arrested? What's the reason you're holding my husband?"
The man with his sturdy body started to release his thick glasses and replied!" Mother's husband owes our boss a debt. "
"Debit?"
Both eyes began to glance towards the husband again, saw the look of Sodikin's face was wet with tears.
"What debt? Is it not that we are living a rough life, why do you owe it? "
Questions began to be raised again by Siti, the old woman with her hunchback body. The burly man now began to approach towards Siti, his two eyes could not be separated from the view where he was looking for someone.
"What are you looking for, HUH. " Siti's voice began to rise, making the man muscular with his burly body. Now pushing Siti's fragile body. "Where is the mother's son, quickly leave him to us. We don't have time to serve a peot woman like you." Sergey the man with a flushed face let out a fury.
Sodikin now began to apologize with his face. "excuse me, ma'am. I was forced to give up Aira to them, because I could not pay my father's debt which had reached tens of millions. "
"WILL NOT, SIR. " The raised voice was getting clearer and clearer making the two muscular men even more furious. They tried to hold back just by clenching both hands.
"You better get out of here, HURRY. " Excluding by shouting that is what Siti did, so that they go and do not disturb the comfort of Siti and her child.
****** At a time like this, will Aira leave her room?*******
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