Carmila Love Reunion

A little naughty and stubborn

Akbar walked after Mona who was walking half-running in front of him. Mona took him to the yard that was behind the parlour. The yard is not very spacious, but enough to accommodate children to play like this afternoon. Some of them were running chases while laughing without any burden, some were sitting in a circle playing dolls, and boys were seen playing ball. They all look the same age as Mona.

"So, my sister is sitting here" Mona said, pointing to one of the chairs.

"Here" Akbar replied as he followed the direction of the chair that Mona pointed to.

Mona nods, and Akbar sits down to Mona's wishes.

"Did you like sports? "

"Of course, big brother is the head of the school basketball team" proudly replied.

"Wahh great sister" was amazed by what she heard. "Did you like girls who play basketball ?" ask Mona again.

"Hm. sure" Akbar replied with a nod of his head.

"Then look, Mona is going to play basketball" he said, then ran to a group of boys who were playing the ball. Once there Mona is seen saying something but is not heard by Akbar. Moments later, Mona runs back to Akbar.

"Did you also like girls who can play foot ball ?" mona said so in front of Akbar.

"Hmm.... I don't know, why is Mona asking like that? " ask Akbar, he increasingly does not understand the direction of the question that Mona uttered.

"Mona wants to be the girl he likes, but they say the ball is not a ball used for playing basketball but for foot ball" Mona replied while pointing at the ball used by her friends.

"Hahahahaha" Akbar laughs at Mona's explanation, which turns out to be the woman she likes.

"Why are you so funny" Akbar continued, ruffling Mona's hair.

"Sister Akbar does not like the crybaby, Mona still likes to cry at school" said Mother Rita who suddenly came to them.

"Mother.... " Mona walked over to Mother Rita. "Mother, today Mona is not crying at school" trying to defend herself.

"Oh yes...Then tomorrow will you not cry anymore?"

"Wouldn't be Mother, Mona promised" Mona replied solemnly as she raised her little finger.

"Alright" Mother Rita replied and hooked her pinkie on Mona's pinky, while Akbar smiled watching them.

"Now playing the game, Mona invited the others to come in and take a shower, okay" said Bunda Rita gently.

"Okay Mommy" Mona answered loudly, then she ran towards her friends, and not long after the children obediently entered the orphanage.

After the children entered all, Mother Rita began to sit beside Akbar.

"Thank you son Akbar because he wants to go to this home often" said Mother Rita began the conversation.

"Why do you say that, Mom? it is precisely Akbar is happy and grateful because he has been allowed to visit this palace" Akbar replied with a distinctive smile that showed off his dimples.

"Is son Akbar happy with the kids here? "

"Yes ma'am, they're funny and entertaining"

"Thank God then" Mother Rita let out a long sigh and then resumed her words. "Children's schools are often bullied, they include homes, no parents, and many more whose children end up crying when they go home from school and ask to stop exercising"

"Why not make a special school for them mom? " ask Akbar.

Akbar listened well to all that Mother Rita said.

"At this time they are shunned and often cry, but later when they grow up, I am sure they will meet people who can really accept them as they are, and later they will be strong people, as well as Mila who is now" smiled at a glance when she mentioned the name Mila, as well as Akbar she smiled at hearing the name.

"But Mila is different from the other children, if the other children will always cry when told the home child, Mila always fought him, even against him, even if someone vilifies the home she will not hesitate to attack the person and eventually my husband and I have to deal with the school" Mother Rita laughed considering the nature of Mila, and finally I and my husband had to deal with the school, while Akbar still faithfully listened.

"When a smart kid, he's always been ranked in his class, but he's a little naughty and stubborn"

"Yes, he is stubborn" Akbar replied approving of Rita's statement.

"If she is smart and also beautiful, many people want to adopt her, but she always refuses, she prefers to stay in this place rather than stay in a luxurious house of people who want to adopt her" continued Mother Rita

"Why doesn't Mila want mom? " ask Akbar curiously

"Either, he always said, this home is his home and will never leave it, even though his old friends are waiting for this, all of them are with new families"

"Mila doesn't want to leave mom" Akbar replied

"Mother feels that way too" smiled then looked at Akbar. "Mom's happy because now Mila has friends, now she has Nayra, Irene, they are friends who are always there for Mila"

"There is also Akbar ma'am" Akbar replied as he puffed his chest. Then they laughed together.

"Mother.." Mila's voice made their laughter stop, and simultaneously turned to look at Mila who was now walking towards them.

"Mother... don't talk to Akbar too often" he reprimanded once in the place of Mother Rita and Akbar. Mila was sitting next to Mother Rita, now Mila was wearing house clothes.

"Why? Akbar the good boy" Mother Rita defended Akbar.

"Good child" Akbar repeated as he nurtured his chest to boast of Mother Rita's praise to him.

"She likes to make strange rules and force her to obey" reply Mila trying to dismantle the ugliness of Akbar in front of Mother Rita.

"No.. Same Mother will not, even Mother who will make rules for her" replied Mother Rita responded.

"Oh yes, then make rules for Mother, so that she can not get to this place" said Mila excitedly.

"Hey..don't speak so recklessly" Akbar replied with a panicked face.

"Hmm.. it seems like a good idea" replied Mother Rita while pretending to try to think.

"Mom.id not I am a good child" Akbar replied to a laugh immediately by Mila and Mother Rita.

They spent the afternoon with small talk, which was accompanied by laughter and occasional bickering between Mila and Akbar. Until finally the day was getting dark, and Akbar said goodbye and rushed to go home. Mila leads Akbar to the front of the home, and until Akbar completely disappears from his sight, he goes back into the home. Mila entered the home with a calm heart, even a smile was seen when she entered her room.

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seriate.....