WOMEN WITHOUT TEARS

Attack for Attack

It turns out that the kesakita experienced by the mother was at the request of Dance. Mbah Kahpok makes the mother's throat sore, like burning. Until the mother's voice is gone a few days later. Alias mom becomes temporarily mute. Although the pain is still relatively mild, according to Tari. Compared to the pain my mother did to her.

Neither my father nor mother knew that. Therefore I do not feel afraid to hate Dance. Every time I saw Tari, my mother's blood boiled in the crown of her head. Mom's caci-maki to mother is increasing. Now accusing Tari of being a prostitute, Mbah Kahpok's mistress.

The dispute between Dari and mother is getting bigger. To the extent that Tari asked Mbah Kahpok to directly kill his mother. Fortunately Mbah Kahpok's advice is still thankfully dilogika Tari (😈here the demons smile evil. Realizing that Dance still has the brain to move logically), that they will make the mother tormented slowly.

The more the mother shows her anger to Dance, the easier Mbah Kahpok to get into the mind of the mother. The torture starts there.

Mother's trading business made deserted visitors by Mbah Kahpok. Even the next day, the mother's stall was dismantled. The merchandise is ludes..des..out of !. That's still not enough. Mother chickens are made to die one by one. Disease of chickens. In less than a week, the chicken was gone.

Not to mention the mother finished burying the remains of her chicken carcasses, the debt collectors came home. Raising the mother's debt with interest and fines. There are even some people who threaten my mother.

Dance was so happy for the mother's suffering. In return, Tari provides the best service for Mbah Kahpok. His happiness also affected his friends on campus.

Dance so diligently hang out in the campus cafeteria. Laughter, telling stories, treating friends, being gossip speakers in dorm rooms. Anyway, now Tari appears as a good character for her friends. A trusted problem-solving friend. That's how Tari nodded herself. Surprisingly, his friends they glorified him.

The proof is Neneng, has put full trust in Tari. Invite Tari to accompany him to take money from the ATM. Even Tari was invited to the ATM booth. Look at Neneng's fingers when entering his PIN number. Dance instantly memorized and stored it in her brain memory.

Think of it as a fortune. If one day Neneng is negligent. Dance must have been quick to take advantage of that negligence. Now this dance is quite stand by only on the side of Neneng. Nothing is considered a lackey or what Neneng is, by some friends who are a little dislike of Dance. Preet.kan sajala first.

Sure enough, after days of faithfulness; Neneng fell asleep in a quiet afternoon. The tight schedule of lectures, making the skinny phisik Neneng uprooted. Dance grinned happily. Moreover.makjleb !.the door of his closet is unlocked.

For a second Tari did not waste the opportunity. Dance is very free to take Neneng ATM card from his wallet. Because Tari already knows where the ATM card in Neneng wallet is. Dance is very relaxed doing the action. Return the wallet to its original position in Neneng's bag. The bag was put back in its original position also in the closet. Close that closet. Staring at Neneng who was still fast asleep with a sweet smile. Then leave Neneng.

Tari still settles the ATM Neneng in his own wallet and is still familiar with Neneng. Neneng had not realized that his ATM card had moved. Because Neneng did not feel he needed it. So don't look for him. After all Neneng did not feel the slightest worry about his ATM card. Everything is still safe.

Once you have the opportunity to use it, then Dance to use it. Dance drains all the contents of Neneng ATM. Only leaving a balance of several tens of thousands of rupiah only. Jleb..uang Neneng has moved to the wallet of Tari.

Very freely also Tari returned the ATM card into the wallet Neneng. Unknown to anyone. Even Tari was more kind to Neneng. Practiced Neneng several times. To the extent that Neneng was very flattered, feeling the goodness of the Dance.

Almost the same as Suryati. Only Suryati keeps the money from her parents, in her wardrobe. He said let it be fast, if there is a sudden need. Most who live in the tube are only a few tens of thousands. So Suryati's honest confession to Tari. Dance also keeps this recognition as a 'homework' that will be completed.

So once there is an opportunity, Dance immediately completed her 'homework' calmly. Like a very professional man, securing almost all Suryati money. Dance felt very kind leaving two sheets only. Practicing Suryati eating Suryati's favorite dumpling noodles. Mie dumplings Pak Haji whose stacks are across their campus.

Just like Neneng, Suryati had not realized her money had been lost. Except Mila who looks prickly. Take all her clothes out of her closet. Throw them one by one. Clothes that have a pocket, berrogoh his pocket.

Mila's facial lines looked so sad and very worried. Almost crying Mila is still checking again and again all the contents of her closet. His clothes were all messy in front of the closet.

"Finding what the hell, Mil" asked Ruli who was confused to see Mila's attitude.

"Amplop" replied Mila. But there began to be sobs that stuck in his throat.

"Amplop. Let me help you find"

"Brown envelopes, filled with money. The college money I just took from the bank. I keep it in an envelope. But the envelope doesn't exist"

"Amplopnya really you keep in the closet ?"

"Yes.gue keep it under our college jacket. But there is no.:

For a moment they both crasak-krusuk looking more carefully.

"Let's remember again.surely you keep it in the envelope and envelope under our college jacket"

"Yes, Li. I keep it covered under our college jacket" Mila replied.

Ruli is also very pitying to see Mila and will cry too. Poor to see Mila who's already flooded with tears.

"Or don't-don't, you've paid your tuition"

"Yet..yet...gue even want to pay now. Well.gimana, nih..."

"Partian.why not directly transfer your tuition money. This is one of the worries. If you use cash. Ribet right ?"

Mila stopped looking. Sitting languidly by his bed and crying sobbing. Seeing Mila's condition, Ruli felt very guilty for her words. Ruli also tried to comfort Mila.

Not long after, Dari came and saw them. As soon as she saw Mila's clothes were messy and the door to Mila's closet was wide open, Tari immediately suspected that Mila had found out her money was missing.

Without a doubt, it even displayed a puzzled expression; dance was approaching them. Interrogate them both.

"What's up ?" tanya Dance, pretender shocked.

"Mila's money is gone. His college money" replied Ruli interrupted his sobs. Still hugging Mila who was crying bitterly.

"Lost?..the time is?.." said Tari with a sad expression, sympathizing.

Dance helps them, looking around for a pile of Mila's clothes. While occasionally asking Mila for the confidence of her memory that Mila did keep her money in the closet. Mila answered just by nodding. Because I can no longer speak.

The sorrowful cry and tired face of his father that flashed through his mind, was very stifling his chest.

"It's your wallet, Mil" said Tari happily, finding Tari's wallet.

"The money's not on the wallet, Ri. But inside the envelope" replied Ruli, still representing Mila.

"Ooo.." said Tari half a beacon, mangosteen. "Gue knows" whispered Dance in her heart.

At least Dance's heart was not fervent, seeing Mila's sorrow. Ruli is crying with Mila. Then lend the money to Mila.

"More..Miles. You used my money first"

"Eit !...Uh !.." said spontaneous dance. Soar to his feet, shocked. Suddenly, Ruli's hand handed over the money to Mila.

Ruli and Mila were shocked as well. Silent and dumbfounded, seeing Dance. Then Tari realized that and immediately became sweet to both of them.

"I mean I.lo very well, Li" said the gentle Dance. Grab the money and hand it to Mila. "Thanks yes, Li. I'm trying to help Mila"

"Don't thank me that way, Ri. Mila is our friend. It's our job to help a friend"

"Mil, just be quiet. Say thank you dong Sama Ruli" said Tari while gently elbowing Mila's arm which was still fixated sad and haru.

"But I don't know how to pay, Li"

"That's what we think. Lu tomorrow pay gih. Ntar is late lo" replied Ruli with an honest and sincere face.

"Lo is indeed a very good friend, Li" Tari said and hugged the two of them.

Dance is happy playing her good character. To behave like a good and polite mother. Remind your child to know praise and thank you. Copypaste of Miss Cecil's attitude and words***