The Exchanging Soulmate
Expelled

Today is Sunday. Amar, Lisa, and Lisa's parents are busy cleaning the yard of the rented house Amar.

Suddenly, the arrival of Bu Jihan, the owner of the contract.

"Mom Jihan? Tumben's here early? I don't think it's date ten yet, ma'am" said Amar.

"Can we talk inside?" ask Ms. Jihan.

"Can, ma'am, please come in" said Amar. He immediately invited Lisa and her in-laws to come in.

After sitting in the living room, Ms. Jihan began to say the reason she came here.

"Look, Mar, I don't want to talk anymore. Today too, you must vacate this place!" said Bu Jihan with a firm tone and a serious look.

Surely Amar and the others were very surprised by what Bu Jihan said.

"What's? But why, Mom? Don't we always pay on time? Even before the date we paid" replied Amar.

"Yes but this house will be occupied by new residents at a more expensive price. That's why you have to move."

"What if I pay the price they pay. What's it, Mom?" ask Amar again.

"They paid five million."

"Yes, I paid five million."

"I can't do that, dong. I've already told them to stay here, so you're the ones who have to go!"

Amar felt something strange. He also put something on his phone.

"But we're the old residents, Mom, when Mom's going to throw it away." Lisa added.

"It's up to me, dong, it's my contract." Bu Jihan still insisted.

"Yes, no papa, we're leaving, but give us a few days, ma'am. We have to find a contract and pack our things." Amar finally gave up.

"No way, they'll be here in an hour. So I want you to pack your things!" Bu Jihan stood up, he was seen calling some of his men who had been out of the house since when Amar.

Without warning, they immediately took out the items in the house.

"Eh, Mas, calm down, first, let us just pack our things!" Lisa tried to talk to one of the big men.

"Diem, Lo! Let's spit!" The man immediately took the small sofas in the living room, then threw it out until there was one sofa that was damaged by hitting the rock.

Likewise with televisions, washing machines, refrigerators, they transport and lay piled on the terrace of Lisa's house.

Clothes that have not entered the box, also do not escape from them. The clothes were taken from the closet, then thrown out, precisely on top of their belongings.

The neighbors gathered and saw what was happening. Bu Yati is certainly very cheerful, as well as Ira who saw Lisa suffering. He thought he would take Amar from him after this.

"Astaghfirullahalazim, what is this!" Bu Ana came with a surprised expression.

Lisa was crying in her mother's arms. While Amar tried to calm Hamid who looked shocked and continued to hold his chest.

"Mom Jihan! What's up, this? Why did you throw them out?" asked Ms. Ana with a sharp look.

"It's my contract, I love it!" sahut Bu Jihan with cynicism.

"That's selfish, ma'am. Every month, Amar pays on time. The house is also well cleaned and maintained."

"Eh, Miss Ana, don't be so smart to talk to me. Think of Ms. Ana whose husband wandered but never came home. Don't have an affair there!"

"Mom, don't take my household with you. I just asked Mom to be fair!"

"Give me, ma'am, they are poor anyway, they deserve this kind of treatment."

"Mom, don't like looking at people with treasures! Moms should give them time, not shoo away like they haven't paid months of arrears. That's Ms. Asri whose husband she says works in the office, always waiting, but I never kicked her out. Is it because her husband is Bu Jihan's ex-boyfriend, huh? Still hoping? That's marriage! Don't be a spinster!" Ms. Ana finally blew her emotions.

"You're mocking me!" Bu Jihan sharpened her gaze.

"No, but it's reality. I don't think I know you're often eyed by Bu Asri's husband in the warehouse of the former factory?"