ALVIN Trying to Rise

ALVIN Trying to Rise
Chickenpox



...Happy Reading's...


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"Vin, you want to be with me?" milka asked when Alvin was on the side of the road.


I hope he didn't see anything just now. Alvin prayed in his heart.


"Huh?" Avin scratched the back of his head, feeling shocked mixed in confusion, seeing Milka who was suddenly beside him.


"You're going home together, aren't you?" milka asked, repeating her words.


"Oh .. eum, no need. I was alone," replied Alvin, feeling bad for refusing the invitation from his classmate.


This isn't the first time Milka has invited Alvin home. However, usually Alvin will continue to refuse and look for various reasons.


Imran, why are you in pain at all? Now what more reason would I try, if there were no you? inner Alvin.


"Now there is no Imran, havei you can dong go home with me," insisted Milka.


"Sorry, Milka, I can't." Alvin still tried to resist.


Not without reason Alvin refused every invitation Milka. He was just avoiding a problem that would get bigger, if until all that was seen by Dandi and Pras.


"Mending you go home next time, yes. I have other business first" continued Alvin again, while walking away from Milka.


Alvin was only able to breathe a sigh of relief, when he was quite a distance from Milka.


As for the girl, it could only stare at Alvin's back which was getting away from him.


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Almost an hour Alvin walked, in the hot sun that afternoon. His school clothes were even wet with sweat, coupled with his throat that seemed to be dry, considering the money to buy drinking water was not there.


"Assalamualaikum," said Alvin as soon as he got home.


"Wa'alaikumsalam." Esih went outside to see the arrival of her grandson.


He was worried about Alvin, who doesn't usually come home late. Until when he heard the voice of the teenager, he immediately rushed out of the house.


However, Alvin's appearance at that time, made Esih widen his eyes.


Red face, hunting breath, limp hair and messy clothes became the first sight, which could be seen by Esih.


"Astagfireullah! Alvin, what are you doing? Why is this shirt so wet?" cerocos Esih, while clearly looking at the face of his grandson, he,


"I'm okay, Grandma. My money was lost at school, so I went home on foot" Alvin said, smiling gently at his grandmother.


"Geez, you walk from school to here? Why not join memen aja, or use the ojek let later until the new house is paid." Esih still did not feel satisfied to babble at her grandson.


"Alvin's okay, Grandma. Once in a while, let my body be healthy and strong." Alvin came into the house, after opening his shoes.


"Sports what is it, huh? Body is so thin, want to be made like how else?! This kid!" decak Esih, staring annoyedly mixed with worry at his grandson.


Alvin chuckled, hearing the chatter from his grandmother that seemed endless. He picked up a glass and sat down at the dinner table, pouring water from the teapot.


Alvin then downed it to the toilet, quenching the thirst that had been tormenting his throat.


"Let it go, he's in charge of his boredom. Who told him to lose money for the cost of going home." Darman who had just entered from the back door immediately stopped the babble from his wife.


Alvin immediately kissed the back of his grandfather's hand and nodded, confirming Darman's words.


"Yes, Grandma. This is because I can't keep the pocket money I have" Alvin said later.


"Ck!" Esih, staring alternately at the face of her husband and granddaughter.


"You are the same. Equally stubborn!" continued Esih again, which was immediately greeted by the laughter of two men of different ages in front of him.


"Where is Imran, Grandma?" alvin asked, after they finished with the joke.


"It's been quiet, the heat has also gone down. You want to see it?" ask Esih.


He had not long since returned from Imran's house, to see his grandson.


"Yes, there's a piece of change of clothes, you will catch a cold" said Esih.


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After performing congregational prayers in the mosque, Alvin stopped by the house of Imran. His plan to see Imran this afternoon was forced to cancel, because Alvin overslept.


"Assalamualaikum," said Alvin as he entered Imran's room.


He smiled mockingly at the sight of his brother and best friend, lying on the bed, with a pale-looking face.


Imran exhaled his regret, seeing the face of Alvin who seemed to be saying satisfied to him.


"Well, did you use everything?" lazy word Imran.


"Nobody, just want to see the person who he said was sick again," replied Alvin, while circulating his gaze, looking at his brother's room.


"Keep you're here with nothing, for me?" Imran sees Alvin's two hands holding nothing.


"What's? I just want to see, why also use food," replied Alvin.


"God! You can be a brother .. nengokin who is sick when he doesn't bring anything."


"What matters is that the person comes, just as his prayers let him get well! How sick is it to wear a bath?" Alvin chose to sit in Imran's study chair.


"Who wants to get sick?"


"You are the one, that's the proof, you're sick now."


"You're here, you want to nengokin what's fighting anyway, Vin? Binkin' to people!" irked Imran.


"Thank you, if I hadn't kicked you out of this!" contact Imran again.


"Yes, even angry. The important thing is that my intentions are good, want to look at you, Ran," said relaxed Alvin, as if not motivated by the annoyance of Imran.


"Yeah, you have a brother who's a gini?" urah Imran, chose to end the debate, which did not get a meaningful response from Alvin.


"Gini-gini, you can't be far away, can you be the same as me?" Alvin raises one of his eyebrows.


"Bodo very!" imran Sentak.


Alvin smiled faintly, looking at the look on his brother's upset face, while switching to sitting on the side of the bed.


Imran was sitting leaning on the head of the bed, until now they seemed to be facing.


"Ck, it hurts like a child's oreok." Alvin is back on Imran.


"God! Don't you say yes, here let me tularin seklian," Imran was about to reach Alvin's body.


However, Alvin immediately dodged and stood back up, until Imran's hand could only grab the wind.


"Pickles, it's the same baby diseases as toddlers," replied Alvin.


"Ran, this is Alvin bringing green bean porridge with bread, you want to eat now?" Suddenly Imran's mother came into the room.


Imran looked at his mother in disbelief, it turns out Alvin did not come empty-handed, just that Alvin gave his luggage to the mother.


"I hear green beans are good for the recovery of smallpox people. But I don't know if it's true" said Alvin, when he saw Imran was surprised.


Imran turned his gaze to Alvin, then looked back at his mother.


"Yes, Mom. I want to eat now!" imran said excitedly.


There was a sense of haru in his heart, when Alvin brought him food, when Alvin himself was in need of money.


Of course he can't make Alvin disappointed. Imran knows Alvin must have brought him food from his savings.


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