"Patience Nur! Death is a must and no one knows when that day will come," said Jugaran flea with a distant gaze.
"Yes skipper," replied Nur with all her heart holding back the sadness that was engulfing her heart.
The flea skipper looked at the bag on the table and then at Nur in turn. Nur understood the questioning look.
"I came here to return the rest of the money I borrowed from the skipper. I used some of it for Mbak Lena's hospital fees while she was being treated and that's the rest," said Nur.
The flea owner seemed to think for a moment. One hand reached for the bag that was on the table and opened it. "How much is this money, Nur?" asked the flea owner.
"There are 25 million skippers. I have used 50 million for hospital expenses," said Nur.
"Then?" The flea owner furrowed his brows. Nur understood what the man meant. He must have asked how the continuation of Nur's debts.
