He's Not The Best
5. Fishing In The Water

Fishing In The Water

Basri looked at Erlan with a sparkle in his eyes while his lips were smiling cunningly, he turned his gaze to condense her. His steps quietly approached Winsi who was standing stiff not far from him and said, “You have been from anywhere,?” Basri's thoughtful questioning seemed to care deeply about her, leaving the girl stunned to almost disbelieve the man she thought could be as gentle as him.

At least that was the innocent mind of Winsi all this time, he considered that the devil had been residing in his father's heart. Satan is the nature of Satan. God created angels, people and demons. But Satan became a rebellious, evil creature and did not want to love Adam as a fellow creature who lived in the achreat. Finally, pride has destroyed itself, plunged Adam and Eve in disobedience until they were driven from heaven and until now their grandchildren live in the world.

Winsi felt strange with the attitude of Basri who suddenly became soft, because in his mind Satan would not smile unless, his brain was thinking badly.

“Sorry, Sir. Wiwin ran to the street, I kept bringing him home, but only for a moment.” Erlan replied with a smile to Winsi and blinked her eyes.

‘What is it, what does that mean Wiwin, me?’ inner Winsi while sliding her feet on the ground. It was only Erlan who called him that and this for the first time, made his cheeks flushed and warm.

“Oh, so .. has Winsi told you the problem?” asked Basri with a huff. “You guys are friends, right?”

“Ya, we are friends.”

“Then you must know that this Province has a serious problem, at school want to travel, he has no cost. I just got home and didn't bring any money. If you're his friend, you can help him.”

“Oh, of course.”

‘Well, right, the Devil has started working now’ Inner Winsi justifies her own conjecture.

Seeing all this time Basri never gave him pocket money, also rarely gave Runa a living, making the girl think if her father would take advantage of the past situation, fishing in murky water to get something. His life feels so poor.

He and his mother are always busy making nasi uduk and various fried foods to be sold at the crossroads, while some are tipped Winsi at the school's front stall. He brought food with him every time he went to school. From the income that Runa finance their lives.

Surprisingly, Runa never complained about the life that was very unpleasant for Winsi, her mother always advised her to save for the future, even though she never knew what kind of future her mother meant.

"Win, here's your pocket money today, don't spend it, yeah. The rest you have to save. For your future."

So said Runa every time Winsi will go to school.

"Yes, Mom." Always so did Winsi's reply while kissing her hand.

He always obeyed his mother's words, because other than the woman, no one else loved him, his father never gave him money.

Previously Basri always said, if Runa as a wife should be able to make a living, because the money will be used for herself. As a companion, it should be able to help the shortcomings of the husband, he explained repeatedly.

Runa was exhausted during her pregnancy. He forced himself, because there were many orders.

At that time Winsi was still small, unreliable. Such circumstances continued until her mother gave birth to a cute baby boy, she was very happy, but their happiness did not last long. The baby had a high fever at one time, and because of her busyness, Runa could not immediately take the baby to the hospital. This incident then made his little brother go missing.

Winsi was speechless again, as usual when faced with his father, he only hoped that his mother would save him at this time, but where the thin woman was now, he said, she just wished Runa well. The incident was imagined by him, how Basri pushed his mother's head rough. What the man did next, he didn't know.

After that chatter between Basri and Erlan continued, after making small talk about the costs that must be incurred Winsi, the fat man frankly asked for something very embarrassing for his son.

‘How can you ask for money for school tour fees on Erlan?’

“So, because at the same time for pocket money and freight, Winsi need one million money. Well, I'm sure, you must have that kind of money, right?”

Erlan seemed to frown, glancing at Winsi who did not comment or or refute Basri's request, thus making the teenage man believe him.

“Sure, I will help, Sir.”

“If you can, you bring the money now. You see tomorrow Winsi must deposit the money to school.”

Suddenly Basri clasped the shoulders of Winsi, warm. Since childhood, only this time Basri did such a warm thing, instinctively, Winsi nodded.

Erlan fused her eyebrows deeper and deeper, then she rode on her bike after taking a quick glance at Winsi. After that he dived his moto leaving second. Father and son.

As soon as Erlan's shadow disappeared, Besri hit the shoulder of Winsi, very hard and then pushed the child's ear mercilessly!

“Aduh, Father! Pain!” she shouted, crying, but the man did not care and continued. To be rude to his own son. Since Winsi was born, until now Basri had never treated the girl gently. He never tried to decipher the misunderstandings that had occurred between him.

“Basic you son don't know yourself! Beware of you, if you tell the goddamn kid that your tuition is only three hundred thousand!”

“Mr, lie!”

“What did you say? How dare you now?” Basri said as he dragged the skinny body inside and beat Winsi back with his big hands all over.

“What if later Erlan knows, if Win tuition is not that big, sir!”

“Why?”

“Win shy, Sir!”

“You, what a hard lie with the rich man's son, you must be grateful you want to borrow it to him for you!”

“But Father, Lying! Not a million, sir! Just three hundred thousand!” Vince shouted with courage.

The power that was brought about by the shame and worry of Erlan was greater than the fear of his fierce father.

“What do you mean a million, Win?”

Asked like that by her mother, Winsi pensive. She knew her mother was a very scared person to go into debt. The principle was strong enough to avoid debt, even if he could never owe it all his life.

“Bapak, Mom. Borrow the same money Erlan sejut—“ Not yet Winsi continued his words, Basri smothered the girl's mouth with his sturdy hands. As soon as his face flushed red as the man's handcuff covered his nose anyway, he could barely breathe.

Suddenly a voice called out from outside the house, making Basri stop his activities, so that Winsi could breathe freely.

“Excuse ... Mr Basri! Is it home?"

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