Be Good

Part 1's

My village is remote, arguably far from the city. Every day walk tens of kilos of meters to find food sources. I live with Mak Ida, someone who loves me so much. Life is full of struggles I have enjoyed for a long time. Although my life is simple, but very happy. Yeah, that's what I think.

My name is Mirelda, living in a flambouse village. I still sit in the XI class of SMU Foundation of the Nation. Because of my intelligence, I can enjoy the feeling of free school without costing a penny. Auspicious and also Prayer Mak Ida. Actually, Mak Ida is not my real mother. He found me on the edge of a waterfall when he was washing clothes. Ah, I owe him so much.

"Irau... The rails..." My voice heard me calling

Tap

Tap

Closer to the sound source

"Make Irel call?" crouching beside Mak Ida, who looks to be turning on the furnace

"Grab some wood beside the garden !"

"It's not ripe yet, but the wood is running out" holding my arm, Mak Ida's gaze turned to immature cooking

"Ah, okay, mom... Just relax"

Crackling

Crackling

I collected some wood and dry twigs and then tied them if the taste has accumulated a bit.

"This is mom, let Irel just add the wood"

I put some wood in the furnace

"Let Irel continue cooking mak, mak just rest" Irel said gently and then sat next to Mak Ida

Once the taste is ripe, I move all the food to the plate on the table

"Mom, let's eat first. The food is ready !"

Without babibu...

They sat down at the table, enjoying dinner at the time

"Wahh, how delicious is your cooking rail"

"I'm not in vain to teach you" Mak Ida smiled at me

"It seems that the cook was not Irel mak. Kan Irel just continue the cuisine of the mother who is almost cooked"

"Well..."

The dining room was crowded with my laughter

"Ohh yeah, what about your school?"

"Alhamdulillah smoothly mak, tomorrow Irel has entered school. The holidays are over" I said with a sad expression staring at Mak Ida

"His school is diligent, must be enthusiastic, must be a useful person for others !" raising both hands, he raised the barbell

"Ready man !" I also raised my hand, with a respectful position like a flag ceremony

The dirty plate plate immediately I lifted into the bathroom, put it in the bucket. I started cleaning them one by one, after I finished washing them all, I put them back in their original place...