Wingless Butterfly

CHAPTER 68 ISN'T A SCAVENGER MORE DIGNIFIED THAN A SCUM OF SOCIETY ??

Today I wake up early in the morning to go scavenging or looking for used goods in markets, shops, shops, cafes and along the way. I brought two sacks for the junkyard that I got later. I went through every trash can, various cardboard boxes, plastic items, bottles, books and maybe scrap metal was the target of a scavenger.

Until the time of Dzuhur, I have got a full sack. Stay a sack full again so I can get good money. I took a break on the side of the road and ordered a drink to relieve thirst under the scorching hot sun.

It was hot and seemed to burn the body. But it did not melt my intention to continue searching for junk. I searched even further from the area at my boarding house, and I got half the sack already filled. I stopped at one of the really big houses, where I got the dump full of used cardboard. Not only that, many old iron was thrown away. Because the old iron is very high in value.

" Thank God my sustenance, "My mind.

Since my two sacks were already fully filled, I immediately sold them to the junk collectors. Thank God the results I got a lot because it was all thanks to the old iron that I found earlier.

Not in vain my struggle today, departing from dawn until dawn can make money that I can use to eat and some I set aside to pay for costs. I have to keep my spirit up, and I have to be sure that I can definitely pass this test. At least I now know what it's like to be a scavenger, a job that might be underestimated by everyone.

Finally I went home to the boarding house, I immediately cleaned up and rested. Tomorrow morning I have to repeat the same routine so that I can continue to earn money to meet my needs. And so on until I get a new job.

The next day I did the same routine, leaving early in the morning and going home late in the afternoon. And so on until I can collect money to pay for the cost of this month.

" Thank God, "My heart is in my heart.

Today I deliberately look for used items further than usual, I will look for them in the area of cafes tongkrongan young children. And sure enough, there are lots of bottles of used drinks scattered everywhere. I picked them up one by one and put them in my sack.

After feeling enough I immediately brought it to the besieger. Once weighed, I can earn money from my own sweat. How happy I am to have money from my own efforts. I can buy food and drink to fill my stomach. I keep some of the money for my other needs.

Every day I do the same, tirelessly from after dawn until after dawn I go down the streets looking for used goods that can make money.

But that night when I rested and straightened my legs because I felt sore suddenly my phone rang. It was Farrell who called me.

" Hello, yes Rell. "

" Hello, Riss. Do you have a show tomorrow ??? "

" Why Rell ??? "

" Kangen nih Riss, meet yuk. We haven't walked and eaten together in a long time. "

" I'm sorry Rell, I can't. I'm so busy Rell."

" You still work ta Riss ??? "

" Ehmm i.. i... Rell's. "

" Why are you so nervous she replied Riss ??? "

I actually got nervous this way, afraid Farrell knew my new job. He certainly wouldn't have the heart to see me as a scavenger.

" It's okay, Rell. "

" You still work at Laundry's place, right ??? "

" Oiya already then Riss. "

" You're not angry, are you ??? "

" Anged why Riss ??? "

" Yes angry that I refused your invitation ??? "

" I'm not Riss' little kid, let alone cry like that. "

" Benere ??? "

" Yes Riss. Yeah, well, then I'm gonna hang out with my friends tomorrow, Riss. "

" Yes already then Rell, again sorry yes. "

" Yes Riss is calm. "

I immediately rested, because I had to get up early tomorrow so I could get more used goods. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep fast.

** The next day I woke up to the sound of the dawn prayer ringing. When I finished praying, I got ready to go to work. For a long time I was used to working like this, which initially felt heavy now was mediocre. Almost dhuhur only I have got the old stuff full sack. I took a break while unwinding and drinking the mineral water I brought from the boarding house. I also brought a packet of bread to fill my rumbling stomach.

I continued my journey down the road. I went straight to the cafes or angkringan on the side of the road, because that's where I got a lot of bottles of drinks. My sack is almost full. Yes my two sacks are now full and I can take them directly to the besieger and I can get the money.

But suddenly my eyes were fixed on the man who might be looking at me for a long time. Even though I wear a mask, but for people who know me he can still recognize me. And how surprised I was that this man was Farrell who said last night that he was going to hang out with his friends. But who would have thought that he would be here and know what I am doing right now.

I ran away from that place, I didn't want Farrell to know. But Farrell actually chased after me, I ran as hard as I could while carrying two sacks that were already full of my grandiose results today.

" raisa.. Stop Riss, I know it's you. Stop Riss !!!!! " Shouted Farrell who kept chasing me.

I was so confused that I didn't know that in front of me there was a motorbike driving and at once he hit the sack I was carrying. Then it just spills out. Bottles of drink, plastics scattered everywhere. When I wanted to keep running away, Farrell managed to catch me. Farrell led me to the side of the road.

" What really happened, Riss, tell me. Why have you never told me about this matter ??? I was through Laundry where your work was closed. Tell me what is going on !!!!!!!!! "

I just shut up and cry. I'm ashamed Farrell finally found out that I'm a scavenger now.

" Riss replied, You don't have to be ashamed of Riss, it's me who is sad because you became a scavenger like now but I don't know anything. "

" Wasn't Scavengers More Dignified Than Being the Trash of Society ????? " I answered while crying.

Farrell cried while hugging me. I cried in Farrell's arms.

The picture above is just a visual illustration to sweeten the story.