Episode 3

Sunarti hiked up her daster, walking quickly towards Juragan Darman's house to discuss an important matter with the wealthiest man in Sukodadi village, a neighboring village of Sukorejo, 15 kg away from her village, after getting off the onta bicycle she had ridden with her first child, Cipung.

The road to Juragan Darma's house was very steep and slippery, so Sunarti had to get off the bicycle because she was afraid of slipping, while her child walked behind her, leading the bicycle, not daring to ride it for fear of slipping and falling into the ravine.

Seeing the very large brick house with shiny white ceramic floors and a large yard in front, and several trucks neatly lined up beside the house, Sunarti smiled broadly.

She quickened her pace, running slightly so she could quickly reach the front of Juragan Darma's house.

Knock knock knock...

"Peace be upon you...Mr. Darma!" she shouted loudly.

Not receiving a response, Sunarti knocked on the door again and said greetings after her first three knocks went unanswered.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching the door, and soon a middle-aged woman wearing a large hijab appeared, looking at her questioningly. "Akang isn't home!" she answered curtly.

Everyone knew that Juragan Darma's wife, who was five years older than him, was very jealous. Seeing Sunarti come looking for her husband, of course she felt very unhappy.

"What do you need from Akang?" she asked again sharply, seeing Sunarti didn't budge from her spot.

Sunarti suppressed her displeasure at Aminah's attitude towards her because she had an important mission to carry out.

"If Juragan Darma isn't there, it's okay with you too," Sunarti said in a voice made as gentle as possible in her speech.

Seeing that Sunarti seemed to have important news, Aminah invited her in.

"Quickly tell me what you need. Just be warned if what you bring isn't important news," she said warningly.

Not wanting to waste time, Sunarti immediately stated the purpose of her visit.

"Does your child, Den Joko, still want to have a child? Coincidentally, my niece just gave birth. Her family's condition is very poor, so she doesn't have much money to take care of her. The child is a girl, chubby and beautiful. Most importantly, she has a Minggu Pon weton," Sunarti explained.

Aminah, hearing that the baby was a girl, her face turned slightly sour. But when she heard that the baby had a Minggu Pon weton, her sour face disappeared quickly, like turning a book, and she immediately smiled brightly.

"Minggu Pon! Is it true she has such a good weton?" Aminah asked in disbelief.

Seeing Aminah's enthusiasm, Sunarti immediately nodded quickly, not missing this good opportunity.

"That's right, ma'am! If Den Joko has this child, I'm sure the fortune of his small family will continue to flow like river water," Sunarti said hyperbolically.

Everyone knew that anyone who had this weton, had good luck throughout their life, but unfortunately only a few people were lucky enough to have it.

Seeing the seriousness of Sunarti's words, Aminah did not miss this good opportunity.

"How much does your relative want to give up the child?" Aminah asked eagerly.

Sunarti hesitated, showing Aminah her index finger.

"One hundred thousand?" Aminah asked.

Seeing Sunarti shake her head quickly, Aminah changed her words. "One million! Fine, as soon as you bring the baby, I will give you one million," Aminah said quickly, afraid Sunarti would change her mind.

Sunarti, feeling that her goal had been achieved, immediately excused herself because the night was getting late.

In the 80s era, lighting was very minimal. Only rich people could use Petromax lamps to make their houses bright, while poor people only used kerosene lamps, even then only a few in one house.

Especially public roads, residents only relied on moonlight to illuminate their roads, so traveling at night was very risky.

"Come on, Pung, let's go back," Sunarti said, patting the shoulder of her child who was daydreaming on the terrace of Juragan Darma's house.

They rode the onta bicycle slowly to avoid accidents that could take their lives.

Moreover, the position of Juragan Darma's house was near a ravine, so self-awareness needed to be increased several times compared to when they were on a normal public road.

Throughout the journey, the smile on Sunarti's face never faded, imagining two million rupiah in her hands.

Cipung, who heard the conversation between his mother and Aminah, tried to convey his opinion. "I think, Paklik Sunardi won't want to give his child to Juragan Darma because after all, he and his wife have wanted a daughter for a very long time."

What her eldest child said made the wide smile on Sunarti's face immediately disappear.

"You're just a child, don't interfere! This is an adult matter! Just be warned if you tell anyone about this matter, I'll beat you until you can't walk anymore!" Sunarti threatened fiercely, making Cipung immediately silent and no longer dared to comment.

Sunarti knew that her younger sibling and his wife would not want to give their child to Juragan Darma. She wasn't stupid enough to ask them directly either.

Unable to take it nicely, she decided to take a shortcut by kidnapping the baby girl.

In the future, her younger sibling would definitely be very grateful to her for alleviating one of his life's burdens.

With difficult economic conditions like her younger sibling's family, raising another baby was not easy, so Sunarti considered her actions to be quite good because indirectly it would reduce the burden on her younger sibling's family.

Inside Supardi's house, Tari suddenly woke up from her sleep after seeing a glimpse of a bad incident that would soon befall her.

"Damn! My father's older sister is very bad and cruel. At midnight tonight, she intends to kidnap me to be sold to Juragan Darma for one million. You barbarian!" she said angrily.

All the members who were gathered in the living room while accompanying their two children to study, were very surprised to hear Tari's inner voice.

"Ahhh! Why was I born as a baby! How can I warn my family so that the cruel woman doesn't succeed in kidnapping me!" Tari felt frustrated and kept muttering in her heart, feeling that the system was very irresponsible, leaving her alone and born as a baby.

Not only could she not speak yet, she also couldn't move freely with her short hands and feet that could only kick and hit the air, making the frustration within Tari even greater.

With a face full of despair, Tari hoped that her parents could take good care of her and she also hoped that fate was on her side so that the bad things planned for her would not happen.

All the family members who heard Tari's complaints, could only be silent and started making plans in their hearts.

Even though they were still not completely sure about Tari's words, they would still protect their family's precious jewel and would not let anyone hurt her.

Tari didn't expect that in such a short time, her position in her family's heart was already very high.

Even her three older siblings planned to take turns guarding her tonight, so that the safety of their younger sibling could be maintained.

"Mas, what if we set traps on the front and back doors. Also under the windows because I think, Budhe will definitely pass through that route tonight," Aan whispered to Gito.

Hearing his younger sibling's brilliant idea, Gito nodded. "Finish your homework quickly. When Mom and Dad go into the room, we move," he replied whispering softly.

Narto, who didn't know what his two older siblings were talking about, already had his own plans in his heart so that his evil and greedy aunt would get a lesson.

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