Brak!

"Roy... Diana..?! What are you two doing in this room?"

The gaze of the hostess seemed to accuse the two of them, as if they were doing something obscene.

Roy immediately glanced at the maid next to him who was looking down.

"Excuse me, Madam. We were cleaning this room, then suddenly Mr. Anton locked the door from the outside," said the man in defense.

Suddenly, a sarcastic laugh was heard from behind the mistress.

Mr. Anton, who Roy and Diana suspected of being the one who locked the two of them, suddenly appeared.

"Liar! I locked you from the outside, because when I arrived at this house I saw you two doing something obscene inside!" snapped the mistress' husband who had always seemed to hate Roy for some reason, "do you think I didn't hear your moans earlier?!"

"What Mr. Anton accused you of is not true. We were cleaning this guest room, but we didn't do anything obscene." Roy tried to convince Mrs. Angel.

As far as he knew, the soft-hearted woman was not the type to judge.

However, the response of the mistress of the luxurious house was beyond expectations.

With a disappointed expression, the woman actually walked away from the front of the guest room intending to go to her room upstairs.

"Right now, both of you get out of this house..! I don't want you to dirty this house with your despicable actions!" shouted Anton who felt victorious over the lack of response from Angel regarding what Roy had explained earlier.

Hearing the scolding, Roy pulled Diana's arm out of the guest room towards Angel who was about to go up the stairs to the upper floor.

"Madam..!" called Roy.

Angel seemed to stop in her tracks. However, the young woman did not turn her face away at all.

"Okay, if Madam doesn't believe what I said earlier, I will leave this house. But don't kick Diana out, let her continue working in this house because she is innocent. If everything Mr. Anton accused is true, then I am the one who is guilty."

After saying that, Roy immediately went to the room he had been occupying in the back room.

Then, he rushed out and left the luxurious house by getting on a public transportation that Roy himself didn't care where it was going.

Honestly, this village youth himself didn't know where he was going.

Even returning to the village, he didn't feel comfortable.

Roy didn't want to see his parents sad because they knew that his job wasn't as easy as they imagined.

Unfortunately, when he got off the public transportation, Roy was shocked when he reached into his pants pocket.

The wallet that he thought was in his pants pocket was gone, and neither was the cellphone in the backpack he was carrying.

"Brother, where's the Rp. 8000?"

The public transportation attendant suddenly asked.

Luckily, in Roy's shirt pocket, there was a 30 thousand rupiah note tucked away. Immediately, he paid it.

However, only then did the man realize that it wasn't just his wallet that was left behind!

His cellphone too!

But, he still had the face not to return after being thrown out of there.

So, after more than 1 hour of walking and crossing the highway several times, Roy realized that he had entered one of the slum areas in the capital city.

Under the bridge, there was a small road and in the middle of it a river full of garbage.

However, near there, there were several makeshift houses. Some were divided by tarpaulin, some were only divided by cardboard.

With only a backpack as a pillow and a cardboard as a base, Roy walked there.

Feeling that it was enough to be able to rest tonight even with a cardboard as a base.

Roy immediately smiled sadly. His intention was to change his fate, but he ended up becoming a bum in the metropolitan city!

***

Before he knew it, Roy had spent two nights in the slum area.

Not wanting to spend time brooding, Roy got up and went back to looking for used goods that he could sell and make money to make ends meet today.

However, when Roy was walking, intending to go around the row of shops, suddenly his foot tripped over a woman's wallet that had fallen on the sidewalk.

"Wow...! Whose wallet is this?!" Roy thought to himself as he picked up the wallet.

At first he was hesitant to open the wallet. However, because he was curious about its owner, Roy decided to open it.

Inside the wallet, there were many Rp. 100,000 bills and several credit cards.

Roy chose to take the ID card that was tucked between the credit cards.

"Cindy Dealova?" Roy muttered unconsciously as he read the name on the ID card.

He noticed the address that was also listed there.

Using an ojol service, Roy headed to the address of the owner of the wallet that was currently in his backpack.

About half an hour into the journey, the ojol that Roy was riding stopped in front of a fence of a house, the house building was very large and luxurious.

Roy paid the ojol fare of Rp. 20,000, then he approached the security post at the far right of the fence of the luxurious house.

Roy's appearance, which was starting to look like a bum, clearly made the security guard on duty approach him. "Can I help you, sir?"

"Is this really Mrs. Cindy Dealova's address, sir?" Roy asked back while looking at the ID card he was holding.

"Yes, sir," the security guard answered, probing, "Why is that?"

"Is Mrs. Cindy at home now, sir?" Roy asked again, "Can I meet her?"

The security guard did not answer immediately, he observed Roy from head to toe. Suspicion crossed the security guard's mind.