WEALTH SYSTEM: THE JOURNEY OF THE POOR
Problems at home mom.. Former RT vs RW
Behind the photo is the date when the photo was taken, and it says...
...[ Memories with my beloved daughter "RANTI PUTRI SETIAWAN "]...
...From mama...
..." MONICHA HERDIANI SETIAWAN'S "...
Mr. RT who saw the photos, like, recalling the face, his mother Ranti who was so similar to Ranti, and as long as Ranti sometimes play in their house.
There is an inner calm in the heart of Mr. RT and also a sense of curiosity, considering Ranti said that she left aunt went to look for her husband, rather than curious Mr. RT asked, asking,
Son Ranti, there are some questions I want to ask, first where is your mother now and why do you say your aunt went to find her husband
Mr. RT, as Sister Diana said to me that initially my nanny aunt's husband went to Jakarta to look for my mother who was kidnapped at Cancer Hospital in Jakarta, initially, uncle still gives news but only 2 Weeks since Uncle's departure, since then there is nothing and aunt wait until 3 months Uncle also no news, then my aunt left and put me in an orphanage in Surabaya.
Why I stayed in Surabaya because after the events that happened that night, sorry to forget the details, the three of us went to Surabaya and the one who helped out of this house was you Mr. RT, he said, even though I was 4.5 years old but I remember even vaguely, we went out through the back door because in front of the house there was already the criminal said aunt Suratmi.
after the aunt left, every Sunday, the aunt still called, and over time it was once a month and the last 3 later and until now there is no news. I am in the orphanage from the age of 5 years and my original age is now 15 years old, I had seen the former building of my Kindergarten, I was, frankly, RT sir, the longer I stay here the more I remember everything and it hurts.
There have not been a few months we in Surabaya, midnight our stall was burned people, my aunt and I ran and entered the Orphanage aunty just how many days in the Panti, aunty lived outside the parlor, but every day to the parlor, until she left.
I don't know if my father, mother, aunt and uncle are alive or not. And out of here, tomorrow afternoon I want to go to Bandung and Monday I want to go to the bank to take all my mother's relics stored in Bank Bandung. after the business at the bank is finished I also want to come to the house of my father's friend who takes care of the mother's referral from Bandung Hospital to Jakarta, and want to ask clearly who kidnapped my mother.
After explaining at length finally RT sir and his wife believe that Ranti, really is the son of Monicha Herdiani's mother. Mr. RT asked his wife to take the certificate of the house occupied by Seruni and his mother.
Not feeling the time passed so quickly, Seruni who was still worried about his status at the house, forced him not to fall asleep, looks restless face emanated from the look of Widya's face. They're helpless...
the clock showed it was past lunch, finally Ranti told Seruni, please call the food stall in front, order food and send here, If I order the gentong empal, please, and order chicken satay and goat satay each 100 skewers, gourami fish 4 tails size up, 2 grilled and 2 fried as well as bone SOP and SOP meat each 2 servings, respectively, if there are additional please, do not hesitate..
after ordering a meal, they still continued to talk, but the atmosphere was already calmer, his wife, Mr. RT, has returned with a Home Certificate and Bank account book for a few years of rent and spending money on care and there should still be left over.
Ranti just took a certificate and read it with her mother's name, it turns out that in the map that contains the certificate, there are also several sheets of photos of Ranti and her mother at that time Ranti using a PAUD uniform and there is a piece of a photo of her father, there is also a photo, Ranti opens her Wallet and takes a photo of her father and matches it turns out to be the same.
There is no doubt from Mr. RT, and said Nak Ranti trust this house I return to you as the son of the owner of the House.
Thank you Mr. RT, good sir I will remember, take it easy I have something for both father and mother.
Because the atmosphere was more comfortable, except Widya and Seruni, but they did not hear how ahead about the house that they had talked about.
Obviously, Widya and Seruni did not know the original history of the house they occupied, because the neighbors had changed a lot, while the old neighbors also never told about the house, he said, even though they saw how the house was surrounded by criminals.
again fun to chat, even Ranti has seen her smile, while listening to the story of RT sir about Ranti who is funny and smart, Ranti sometimes laughs with embarrassment, while listening to the story of Ranti, his childhood was told and some of what he remembered, added the spirit of the sir told plus the RT ma'am did not want to lose the story.
their happiness stopped because a couple came, who entered the house without permission, and spoke in a harsh tone, to Widya..
Widya and you Seruni, you have enough to live in this house for free, so starting next week I will occupy this house, listen not you Widya, hardiknya
Mr. RT was furious with the behavior of his bangs, yelling, yelling,
" you !!!
" Why do you come here, indeed you have what rights with this house, snapped RT sir on his bangs..
Uncle, everyone also knows that the owner of this house went somewhere and uncle controlled the unilateral house under the pretext of Uncle chairman of RT in the past, but now Uncle has no right to claim this house and let them both stay here. Now change and from now on uncle is not entitled to this house, said his uncle Pak RT.
And according to him, this house will be a common house and because my in-laws Chairman of RW here automatically RT must submit to RW, I hope to understand, he explained in the style of a board member..
Anton (name of his uncle), if I keep telling Widya's mother to stay in this house do you dare to expel them, said his uncle tested Anton's mentality
Uncle remembers very well, if Monday they both did not move, I would pull them into the streets and this house I would have set up, if need be the little uncle's house I also established, understand it or I report to my father so that your debt is almost a hundred million in 3 days...
cihh .. You threatened me. said to your father that, if he owes me a debt, please come, and have him pay all the school fees and fees he married, please, and you're Anton yourself, as long as your mother goes to Arabia you're hitchhiking to eat and sleep with who, how angry is RT
Without them knowing their order has come using the car because they ordered a lot..
the debate paused for a moment, but Anto started talking again, even disrespectfully taking 3 skewers and eating them, saying, "Widya is already rich you are now " or your son has a side job at the hahahaha hotel
mr. RT has been unable to stand his emotions, said, Anton now you leave here, you have no right to accuse anyone carelessly, and remember do not expect this house to be yours, he said, I know this house you will sell for a cheap price, you can fool others including your in-laws, but you can't fool me, you understand..!!
arrogantly Anton replied to his uncle's words, 'If he why is uncle entitled to this house ??
You son does not know himself, if you dare to call your in-laws here, snapped his uncle
Ranti, just quietly listening while recording video , Widya and Seruni also just Silence not want to talk.
Because of the voice of RT and Anton, the other neighbors came, their arrival made Anton more confident, and said to them,..
Fathers and mothers, whether allowed an ex-RT, act arbitrarily in our dwellings, and even as if claiming this house is his, what according to the fathers and mothers
A new resident, chimed in should have if the house is not clear its owner is regulated by the authorities, unless sorry mr. former RT, have proof of the homeowner, has proof of the owner of the house, that the former RT sir who has the right to organize and manage this house, about Bu Widya and Seruni, it depends on the party that is in force, it depends on the person in question, whether they drive out or want them to stay is all dependent on who receives power over this house.
One public statement has made Anton completely defeated thought Mr. RT.
some residents agree with the talk of residents who question the power of the owner of the House.
while they were all arguing, came the RW Chairman..
What is this storm, and you Anton what is it, why this problem can be like this, you son-in-law do not becus you, said Mr. RW.
Former Mr. RT said, sorry dear Mr. RW, is it true that you will take this house.. Ask the former RT..
Former RT, do you not know the rules, since when the former RT controls property owned by others and rent to others, also the rental results used alone, he if you are still RT, he if you are still RT, it's your business but now you're just a regular citizen.
RT that replaces you also questions the problem of this house, an example of an empty house in the next block, as long as the owner we do not know where, then according to the rules here, the, the house is arranged by the local government with a record of being treated, well let's see now you who are pretentious to power, do you want to oppose me because you lost the election RW, cihh .. not to be embarrassed, taunted Mr. RW
whether the honorable RW sir has finished talking, said the former administrator of RT, when Ranti's mother was still living in the house, not waiting for RW's answer, he spoke up, wow...our RW is indeed very broad knowledge, especially about the smell of money, "How much you are given money by the people who surrounded this house 11 years ago, you, you, Anton who was a teenager when you stink kencur peralat, also RT at this time, has 3 periods to replace the former RT by coup, the Yono was dead he 3 years ago, the Umar is dead also because Corona and last your plot was only 2 weeks ago at the Angel of Death, the hendrik has moved and heard from his son he had a stroke, hendrik, who has not received a sentence of residence you and your son-in-law, said the former RT administrator who was in the coup..
these words attracted Ranti's attention, but she did not want to comment yet, while the other new residents were also silent, because the case was terrible, because,
Why silence this venerable RW photo as you sit together with the magrib besiegers before the incident and it's midnight, after this housemaid and her husband ran away even until your new dawn bedug broke up. The former manager gave the photo to a former RT.
RW did not flinch even though he himself was tight-fisted, he spoke up, the matter is not what you accuse us of, and you Haryo take care of your words !!
all right, I kept quiet, noble RW, but you should know, I was a witness a week before the incident that night before Azhar, we, I'm Miss Suratmi's maid in this house, returning from the mountain teak hospital to take Monicha's mother to see a doctor, when she arrived at this house, Monicha's mother told Bu Suratmi, handed over the certificate of this house to the former RT sir to be stored, Monicha's mother said, with a reason if he is why please help sell this house or rent and give the money to Bu Suratmi.
so I asked, which is more powerful certificate or power of attorney. Everyone knows the most valuable document of a house is a certificate, a certificate, and if our former RT sir is not confident whether this house can still be said to belong to the real owner of the house, how the father of RW and the fathers of all..
Haryo continued, the former administrator of the old RT, "Adam", Haryo called the name of the former RT, showing the certificate from Bu Monicha...
Mr. Adam, former RT, asked for a certificate from Ranti, and showed it to the citizens who had been excited...
Mr. RW still insisted, hahahaha Adam, you think I can you trick with the fake certificate, then he went to his car and took the certificate he made himself, accompanied by supporting documents, he said, it was as if the house had been sold by Monicha
Ranti's emotions were almost blown...