The Sign of Love
Whose fault?

A few days ago after Relina was fired, the girl used the rest of her savings to make her trading capital. He could not go home at that time because if he came home, then he would be very embarrassed. He prides himself on the work he gets, on his family, even if he is just a lowly officer.

Life in the village that is not developed and only rely on agricultural products, is not fun even though it can be gathered with family and friends. Everyone has hope and a future that he builds, because no one will be responsible for his future other than himself.

He made food with the colourful seaweed gelatinous base material that he printed in disposable plastic containers. The idea makes this food because it is easy, practical and interesting. It turned out that Relina's mind was right, the elementary school kids where she peddled food, liked her artificial gelatin. As long as he sold there, his homemade food was always running out.

The results he got were quite good although not large, but enough to sustain the needs of daily life, even if he was frugal, he could save after being used to pay the cost of money.

'Ahk, thank God'

Here is where he is now. He who walks to school eagerly, to trade for a bite of rice, is grimacing in pain. He held back with all his heart, feeling as if his entire body had just been beaten, his clothes were dirty and his hair was disheveled.

He looked down, saw the little boy in his arms, worried about his condition that had been overstressed by his body. After reaching for the child, Relina straightened her body again, at that time she intended to run as fast as possible across the street.

'Yes, this kid is okay. I made it, and I'm still alive!'

The heart and mind are a little afraid of getting hit, making it not concentrate when running and the result he fell down. In order to avoid so that his body does not overlap the child in his carrier and so that there is no further accident, he rolled onto the sidewalk.

"You're okay, right?" Relina said as she got up slowly and rubbed the little boy's head, but she cried loudly. Relina panicked and checked her body maybe she was injured, but nothing. He was grateful that the little boy was okay.

'Ahk, just dirty and my hands a little sore, it just seems scuffed, thank goodness'

In an instant the atmosphere suddenly crowded, like a habit in some places, if there is chaos or accidents like this, will be the subject of public spectacle.

The sound of the car horn is still unpretentious because there are some vehicles that are in the back do not know what causes congestion. Even though the morning was very busy, it was natural that some people were impatient.

"What are you, Neng? it's okay, right?!" ask some people who seem to be panicking. They asked each other to answer.

Relina shook her head convincingly when it was okay. He is still worried about a child who continues to cry loudly, maybe because of fear or shock.

"Are you all right, Neng?!" again, people ask questions.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine, I'm fine!" Finally Relina answered firmly.

"Whose child is this, si?!" another question arose later in the approval of some boisterous people, questioning the same thing.

'Yes, this boy where's his mother, si?'

People began to talk about what they saw and expressed their opinions to each other.

Before long came a fat mother who cried while calling the crowd around Relina. The mother cried while hugging her son who had been saved by Rally, if not for this girl, who knew what would happen.

The fat mother was so grateful that her son was okay. The little boy who was crying stopped crying after being hugged by his mother.

While traffic on the road becomes jammed, as many who try to cross or huddle disrupt order.

Of course some of the vehicles, which had been in the front row, came to a sudden stop. The drivers must have been shocked to see what was passing in front of them, a little boy running down the highway.

One of the riders down, it's Junda. The tall man was bright-skinned, his face handsome with taper eyes and thick arched eyebrows, his chin like a side, as well as a sturdy neck. His good looks are complemented by straight hair shaved neatly, making his appearance perfect, this morning.

As usual, he went to the office. There was an important meeting this morning, which is why he wore his favorite dark suit. It's just that he had to be late due to the incident of pedestrians crossing recklessly.

The man slammed the car door hard, grumbling. He looked at the crowd and approached, saying in a strong voice.

"Who had the child?!"

His shout instantly distracted the attention from Relina and everyone.

'Sir, Junda? Ahk, how can you, si? Damn it!'

"I, why?!" The mother said while wiping away the rest of her tears. He took the little boy in his car.

"Other times, yes Mom. Take the boy carefully! Look 'cause mom's son got stuck like this! I am also late! Maybe not just me, but other people!" Junda nagged, venting his frustration.

"Yes, yes sir! But don't be angry. You didn't lose anything, did you?" Answer fat mom.

"Who I say has nothing to lose. I've lost a lot, Mom!"

"Indeed, yes, if the rich are arrogant. The car is damaged, say no!" Said the fat mom lag.

"Why do you bring wealth? It's got nothing to do, Mom. I lost time, I was late!" Sahut Junda while pointing a branded watch on his wrist.

"Well, if it's too late, go there!" Answer the fat mom, ketus. There was still some panic and annoyance in his son, now there were others who provoked his emotions.

Everyone started talking, supporting one of them. They are fighting over each other's blame. Junda still looks emotional, his mood is murky, how not, he who originally wanted to patronize someone he judged guilty, just did not accept his mistake.

"It's been, it's been, there's nothing wrong, here!" Relina said, as she stepped up and patted some of the dirty parts of her clothes.

Junda turned to the source of the voice and his eyes looked perfectly at the woman who was standing not far from him. He certainly still remembered that the girl who was talking was the employee he had fired a few days ago.

"Oh, so all this because of you, it's worth it!" Strangled Junda while touching the nose with the back of his hand.

"What do you mean, father?!" Rally asked in frustration. He was innocent, but this man who had fired him was slandering, that it was as if everything that had happened was his fault.

"For sure because you're stuck, this road. Know?!" Junda grabbed onto Relina's shoulder hard and gripped firmly.

'Aw ....! Sick, know?'

"Just because of me. I was ...."

Relina's words were interrupted as the fat mother and several other mothers interrupted, releasing Junda's handcuffs from Relina's clothes. Several mothers who spoke excitedly at the same time, defended him. They saw firsthand the heroic demeanor Rally had done to save the little boy.

The little boy did not understand the road conditions that could endanger him. His mother was a little careless while paying for his shopping. At the time of the incident, they were in a small stall standing on the side of the highway, the little boy slipped from his handrails until he walked alone without knowing where he was heading.

"So, sir! Don't just accuse people of talking!" Said the fat mother with a loud tone at the end of her speech.

"Yes, so this Neng is the poor one, not the one who becomes because of it." Some people also talk.

Junda was silent, there would be no end if he continued to serve the women to talk. He glanced at Relina, before finally leaving the crowd who simultaneously blamed her. The girl glanced at him as well, at a glance their eyes met and talked to each other, the letters flying in the air formed a sentence, 'watch you later, have brought chaos into my life!'

Junda entered his car again, still imagined by the eyes of Relina who was like slicing a pulse. The girl indirectly made Junda draw the conclusion that she was the unlucky carrier girl.

But a moment later, he shook his head while closed. Suddenly the shadow of Relina's face that turned when looking, while brushing her hair, looks sweet in her eyes.

After that, it was seen that Junda's car was traveling at high speed.

"Miss! Thank you, yes!" said the fat mother while hugging Relina.

"No problem, Mom. Excuse me." Relina was just about to step up, but the mother forbade her, she wanted to reward Relina for helping her son. Relina refused, because she did make a mission of help or assistance to anyone every day.

Hearing Relina's words, the fat mother became moved and she simply thanked him for his kindness and offered a prayer for him.

"Just pray for me, so I can heal, ma'am."

"Are you sick now?"

"Now, I'm healthy, sometimes I have relapses." Relina, replied with a smile.

"Yes, hopefully you'll get well soon."

"Aamiin's." He was quite happy just in prayer alone, the more people who pray for him will be better for his health.

He still wants to live longer, however.

The fat mother gave her mobile number to Rally, if at any time she needed something, she would be ready to help. Relina kept it well, in appreciation of her wishes.

Everyone had dispersed, the atmosphere of the streets was normal and Relina had already crossed the street again, returning to her original destination. He was going to sell, the merchandise he just left on the sidewalk, a little broken. He chose some that are still good and he is still grateful because there are still many things that can be money.

Seriate