A silky softness, on the western horizon, has glowed. As usual, Mr. Badri made porridge in a small cauldron while whistling. Mr. Badri's whistling seemed to echo throughout the surrounding world.Brandon, who was still fast asleep, was awakened by Mr. Badri's whistling. Brandon snorted in annoyance at the whistling that woke him up."Oh my! What's that noise? It looks like whistling, but whose whistling so loud and so early?" Brandon grumbled. Brandon got up from his sleep and walked out of the hut. He was curious about the whistling sound that he heard so loudly. When Brandon was outside the hut, he saw Mr. Badri stirring rice porridge while whistling."Oh my! It's you whistling, Mr. Badri! Early in the morning like this, you're making noise in this quiet place," Brandon grumbled.Mr. Badri ignored Brandon, who was irritated by his whistling.He continued to stir his rice porridge until it was cooked.Then Mr. Badri offered the porridge to Brandon."The rice porridge is cooked, d
Brandon was still looking for the python's weak spot, and was waiting for the right moment to stab the python with his stick. He didn't want it to hit the tiger's body.The tiger and python continued to struggle in the river water, which made it difficult for Brandon to attack the python."Oh my! Why can't they shut up? How can I attack the snake if it keeps moving?" grumbled Brandon. The tiger looked increasingly exhausted, having spent too long in the water struggling with the python.Seeing that the tiger was getting weaker, Brandon confidently stabbed the python with his wooden stick. Brandon's stab missed only hitting the river rocks. Brandon tried again, this time using one hand. Again, Brandon failed to stab the python, as it continued to struggle with the tiger."Damn! Why is it so hard to stab that snake? I can't fail this time or the tiger will suffocate," Brandon muttered. Brandon held his wooden stick with both hands, making it more sturdy. Feeling confident, Brandon st
Brandon grabbed the wrist of Mr. Badri, who was about to leave to continue chopping wood. Brandon motioned to Mr. Badri to come back and sit near him.Mr. Badri complied with Brandon, who asked him to sit down again.Mr. Badri sat down next to Brandon and asked,"Do you have anything to say, Brandon?""You were right about the tiger claw, Mr. Badri! It was the tiger that saved me from the python, which I was able to kill. The tiger fought with the python. That tiger, I had previously helped from being crushed by a large tree that had fallen. Out of nowhere he suddenly came to help me, when I was wrapped around a python. That's why there are many tiger scratches on the python's body as you can see," Brandon ended his story.Mr. Badri listened to Brandon's story until it was complete, then he asked,"Did the tiger attack you, Brandon?""Not at all, after he escaped from the python's coils he went straight into the forest," Brandon replied."You are very lucky to be friends with a tige
Mrs. Grace and Aldo, who were about to have a drink, put their cups back down when they heard snapping.Mr. Ibra immediately calmed down Madame Paula, who was suddenly angry."Paula, I invited them here. Please behave yourself!" pleaded Mr. Ibra."What should I do, father? That woman doesn't belong in our house. Just look at her dress like a hobo," Mrs. Paula retorted. "However, they are still our guests, Paula!" defended Mr. Ibra."You call them guests? What kind of guests would mess up our sofa?" retorted Madame Paula, glaring at Madame Grace.Aldo, who had gotten his fair share of insults from others, could only smile to himself. He really regretted Madame Paula's attitude, which was very arrogant. Meanwhile, Mrs. Grace was still holding back her emotions, which were starting to be provoked by Mrs. Paula's cursing."Paula, calm yourself! Try to be friendly to them, there's no more fighting between us. Forget everything that happened in the past. They've come well, we should recei
"Country girl, what are you doing here? Are you eavesdropping on mom and dad's conversation?" Amrin asked. Kelly's heart was racing with shock, even more shocked when she found out that Amrin was the one reprimanding her. Kelly didn't want her stepmother to know she was in Mr. Ibra's house, so she hurried back to Majid's room. "Where are you going, village girl?" shouted Majid."Amrin, what are you doing there? Who are you talking to, where have you been? I've been looking for you all day," asked Mrs. Paula.Amrin stepped into the living room, then turned to Mrs. Grace and Aldo. Amrin asked back and didn't answer her mother's question,"Who are they, mom?""I'm asking, who were you talking to?" Madame asked back with a high intonation."I was just talking to myself, mom! There was no one there!" Amrin replied evasively.After Amrin answered her mother's question, she again pointed with her index finger as she asked again,"Who are they? Why are they homeless?"Hearing Amrin's expla
"Shut your mouth, bitch!" snapped Madame Paula, glaring at Madame Grace."Get out, everyone!" Mr. Ibra's temper was at its peak.He had hoped for peace in Majid's room, but all he got was an argument.Mrs. Grace was still sitting next to Majid, stroking his hair. Then Mrs. Grace whispered to Majid, "Son, we will meet again another time! I will make sure that the culprit who poisoned your sister and mother is punished severely. You are the key to this mystery." After whispering to Majid, Mrs. Grace left Majid's room.After everyone left Majid's room, Mr. Ibra sat next to Majid and said,"I'm sorry for the commotion, son! I promise, it won't happen again in your room."Mr. Ibra looked at the table beside Majid's bed, and was surprised to see that there was still plenty of Majid's breakfast left. Suddenly it made him very angry."Paula! Come quickly!" called Mr. Ibra.Mrs. Paula, who was standing not far from the door, immediately entered Majid's room."What's wrong, father?" asked Mrs
Kelly was a little panicked by the knock on the door of Majid's room, she thought that Mr. Ibra would be angry. With a pounding feeling, Kelly finally opened the door.Mrs. Paula immediately cursed Kelly, as soon as the door opened wide."Where have you been, miss! I've been looking all over for you and you're not there. Majid still has plenty of breakfast, what are you doing?""Sorry ma'am, I just had a bowel movement. My stomach has been hurting since I had heartburn last night," Kelly explained evasively."Next time, if you do something like that, I will fire you!" snapped Madam Paula."It won't happen again, ma'am! I'm really sorry, I'll buy some stomach medicine after this," Kelly retorted."You know, Mr. Ibra took his anger out on me because you left your job," Madame Paula was still cursing Kelly, who had apologized and explained why.Madame Paula left Kelly with a grunt of annoyance. She went straight out to her front yard.Madame Paula approached her personal bodyguard as sh
Mrs. Grace and Aldo, who were picking up the scattered money, were startled by a rebuke from someone behind them. Mrs. Grace and Aldo looked back, but they both continued picking up their money."I guess you don't need any help," said the tractor-trailer driver, leaving Mrs. Grace and Aldo behind."Hey, wait!" exclaimed Mrs. Grace.The truck driver stopped and turned to Mrs. Grace and asked,"What's wrong, ma'am?""Didn't you just offer to help us?" she asked back."That's right! I want to help you pick up your scattered money," the truck driver replied.Hearing the tractor-trailer driver's answer, Mrs. Grace was a little embarrassed. Then Mrs. Grace asked again,"Are you willing to help us with anything else?""You mean, ma'am? What kind of help?" the truck driver asked back."Would you be willing to drive us home?" asked Mrs. Grace again. The truck driver scratched his head, which was not itchy. Then with a smile he replied,"Hehehe, nothing is free, ma'am!""I was expecting you t