"I can work in your house? Is this true, sir? I didn't hear it wrong, did I?" Anjani's eyes glazed over.

"Yes, ma'am. It's true." The man took a small square of paper from inside his wallet. "This is my business card. It has my home address. Tomorrow morning you can come directly to the house. You can start working right away."

Jolly's tears fell again. Now her prayers had been answered by God. The happiness she felt was beyond words.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you so much. You are an angel sent by God to help me."

"You're welcome, ma'am. Then you'll have to excuse me. I have to get back to work. See you in the morning."

"Yes, sir. Thank you."

The man left the emergency room. He stopped by the administration office to take care of Jolly's expenses.

Jolly couldn't stop being grateful. When a sinner like her was in trouble, God still cared about her.

Jolly began to read the business card in his hand. He didn't even have time to ask about the name of the man who helped him just now.

"Arthur Ivander Crush." Jolly then read the description underneath. It turned out that the man was a well-known CEO in this city, the owner of a giant company that people would be familiar with.

"Huh, is this really Mr. Arthur, that rich guy?" she screeched.

Jolly opened her mouth quite wide. She couldn't believe the miracle of God that she had received today.

***

Unbeknownst to her, Ellea had slept all day on the living room sofa. At five in the afternoon, she woke up and realized that her grandmother had covered her with a blanket. She smiled, pulling the blanket back down to cover her body again.

"I didn't have the heart to wake you up, baby. That's why I just took the blanket. You must be very tired. Every day you work at night and go home early," said Carla, who was sweeping the floor.

"I'm not tired, Grandma. I'm tired of working too. But I'd be even more tired if I didn't work, hehehe," Ellea continued.

Carla stood looking at her granddaughter. There was guilt in her heart. Had she not been sickly like this, perhaps Ellea would still be able to enjoy her youth more leisurely.

"You take a shower first, I has prepared warm water. Then we'll eat together!" Carla ordered.

"Emmmmm, hold on. My eyes are still sticky, hehe."

Carla's heart ached even more, seeing her granddaughter exhausted. She left her broom by the wall and walked over to her granddaughter. She gently stroked Ellea's hair. It made her open her eyes in shock.

Ellea smiled, took her grandmother's hand and held it. "Hands that are always there for me. Hands that are always ready to ease my tiredness. Thank you, grandma. For thinking of me when I'm tired, hehehe."

Carla smiled. "All you can do is massage me. Other than that, I can't. You're the one who has to work alone to be the breadwinner.

"What else!" reproached Ellea. She knew her grandmother would return to her guilt. "I can still cook, I can still clean, I can still wash my clothes. Who says you can't do anything?" Ellea got up, sat facing her grandma, and hugged her sincerely. "I really love my grandmother. Seeing her still in front of me until this moment makes me stronger."

Carla was touched to hear her granddaughter say this.

"Let's take a shower first. The hot water will get cold. You said you're going to work late again tonight, right?"

Ellea released her hug. "Yes, my nagging grandmother!" she exclaimed, nudging the tip of her nose against Carla'.

"I'm going to the shop first, just for a moment. I want to buy some sugar and milk. There's only a little stock in the kitchen."

"OK!"

Ellea got up and walked with her blanket into her room. Carla hurried to the stall not far from her house.

Arriving at the stall, there were several women hanging out in front of the stall. Every afternoon like this, it was common to find several women releasing their fatigue by sitting at the stall. They are relaxing after finishing their homework. While discussing the needs of the house, which increase every day.

"Hay, Mrs. Carla. I came here this afternoon. Want to join us together too? It just so happens that there is hot gossip in this place here, hehehe," said Elsha, the chief who is also one of the spearheads of gossip.

Carla just smiled. "Just want to buy some sugar, Mrs. Elsha. Incidentally, it's already gone. So tomorrow morning if you want to make it, you don't have to come here first," She continued casually.

Carla chose to immediately take what she wanted to buy and then immediately paid for it. The intention was to leave immediately, but Elsha again reprimanded her.

"Hay. You know, that's Mrs. Bella's daughter? "

Carla was forced to stop. "Mrs. Bella, whose house is at the end of the alley? The one whose son just graduated from the Islamic boarding school?" Carla asked.

"That's right. That Annabelle, whose clothes are very closed. You know, yesterday afternoon someone caught her at a club. With many guy! She dance there and drank a glass of alcohol."

Carla kept her mouth shut and continued to let Elsha ramble on.

"Annabelle was wearing clothes that ferry mini. Then also dressed up, her hair was also in a blonde car. Turns out, she's not working properly, Mrs. Carla. Oh my God," Elsha said while stroking her chest.

Carla was quite shocked by the news she heard today. But to maintain her ethics, she did not want to be too nosy and take care of other people's business. Let it be her business with her own God. She had no right to judge.

Carla just nodded. "Owwhhh, yes Mrs. Rum."

"Apparently, the person we thought was pious because of his closed clothes was actually