Oppression, if you deliberately withhold your debt!
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"Dear, come here," called Erwan from the living room to his wife, Arlina. She was at the back of the house, doing laundry. In the living room was Lesti, her sister-in-law, who had unexpectedly come to visit early in the morning.
"What's going on, Honey?" she asked when she reached the living room. While patting her hands dry on her clothes, she sat next to Erwan, facing Lesti.
"Here, Sis Lesti wants to borrow money to cover Alif's school registration fees."
"Borrow money?" Her forehead furrowed instantly.
"Yes, Ar. Next month, Honey Yusuf's certification allowance will be disbursed, and I'll pay you back."
"Are you sure you want to borrow from us?" She looked at the woman, already looking pretty with makeup, complete with her o
