Destiny And Love Sasha

02. New school

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"Assalamu..........."

sasha, uncle and grandmother said their greetings when entering the home.

Surely they have been welcomed by the caretakers of the home.as well as some foster children who happen to have gathered in the hall. a spacious place, a hall that is specifically for guests or visiting donors.

"Greetings........"

their welcome was unisonous, compact like a choir, given the obligatory greetings to be answered.

"Welcome.ayo please come in, do not hesitate. udin has informed about your arrival here and we are very happy "

said the oldest home mother.if noticed, she is like her owner of the parlor or the chairman of the caretaker of the parlour. considering her age like her older than the age of the grandmother.

" Is this little girl you mean udin?? the niece you want to leave here "

looking towards sasha.

"your niece is an orphan. the son of your brother." the mother continued her question

" yes ma'am aji, this is my name sasha. sasha rifda nohlisyah. called sasha and next to her mother. it feels like his granddaughter is independent and can live. only then he will return to Kalimantan."

uncle introduced us to the mother who was called bu aji by uncle.

" yes. it's not a problem if his grandmother took care of him. At least we're happy because the nanny here there are more additions.. sasha here son, approaching the same bu aji."

ma'am aji called sasha.

## sasha pov

I was very sad when called , by mother aji. her sense of my body can no longer be moved. moreover, the feeling of tired down from the ship was added to have to face the same bu aji. confused plus nervous. I know it is difficult to express. I am a child from the village. surely he still lacks confidence, especially, in terms of language is different.

slowly I approached to the side ma aji. tried to sit next to him, trying to suppress nervousness.yes. I must be polite and must not embarrass uncle.

" assalamu alaikum ma'am."

I started saying hello, not forgetting salim, kiss hands.

what a fragrant hand.

if the hands of the villagers yes, boro - boro. clothes only smell of cabinets.buy side dishes everyday is much more important than buying perfume.that according to my experience during my stay in the village. if anyone thinks otherwise..😁😁

" beautiful, how old are you ??! what grade of school are you in??!"

bu aji began to ask.I feel like facing a verbal repetition if gini ni.

'heheheheee

" i am 13 years old ma'am.I am in 2nd grade Junior High "

I replied shyly.he also smiled.may feel funny with my silly behavior.be asked to come closer already kayak want to be invited to war.

" yes already.. y'all rest first.. later we have lunch together. while waiting for meal hours.you can rest while lying down first.it seems you are very tired.

'mia... deliver to the upper room."

call aunt mia to take us to the room to rest.

aunt Mia is one of the caretakers in this orphanage.she is a widow.have one son.who is also in charge and became one of the foster children of the orphanage. he only lives alone with his son, so he prefers to serve in the orphanage as a nanny and can watch over his only child.

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'hoammmmh....

not enough taste I rested my body lying on a soft foam mattress.until a call came asking us to join the dining room for lunch.

'huh.. I threw my breath rough. can you later eat it. I still want to sleep. taste my body is no longer boned.

the clothes on the body were still the same clothes I wore when I came. Slovenly maybe, but really. my body was so exhausted that to change clothes was the hardest job.

'uhh...

I wake up, walk to the bathroom. Maybe with a bath, can be a little refreshing and relax my inner body.

anyways before joining would be embarrassed if to look very lazy.I would want to point if I am a good child, diligent, smart, like to save and surely his beautiful child. beautiful time but slovenly appearance.not funny 😅😅😅

I think the hell... amuse yourself. all this time only grandma is saying I'm beautiful.there's no mistake, right believe?? grandma can't lie...

for grandma's sake, I believe I'm beautiful.🤣🤣

shower clean and dressed neatly. prepare to join in the dining room.I look for grandma and uncle is no longer seen.

did they leave me. Maybe I took a shower later. So they went down first.

'heheheh.

I glanced to the right and left.I intended to find a way to the dining room.the house was quite large and spacious confusing me.I could have been wrong way. I forgot the way when I was in between the rooms, understandably already very tired and can not concentrate anymore.

until I met another child, I guess his age is not far from my age.

 " who are you??.who are you looking for???"

 " he.he.he.he.anu mba. I'm new here. I'm from kalimantan. my name is sasha. I was called down to eat. but I don't know the direction to the dining room" yet ".

 I replied shyly, smiling and trying to be familiar, we will later live together, so I should be able to blend in with them.

" ooh....."

just 'oh' answered and left me.

I was so confused.ok only 'ooh' not together so. do I look really kampungan.so do not want to be close to me that.

ish.. base city boy. a lot of behavior. I grumbled in my heart.

"let's go down together. We go down the same. I'm yuni, call me yuni. I also want to go down to eat."

his words while pulling my wrist. I just smiled wryly. guilt because I've been thinking bad..😁😁 sorry I said in my heart.kan I was swearing her in the heart, so I apologize to him in my heart too.

in the dining room, I prefer to join the foster children. trying to blend in and familiarize myself with them.

once in a while grandma and uncle glanced at me. They smiled. Maybe they were happy because I could more quickly enter with other children.

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" sha, tomorrow you can go to school. aunty rani has enrolled you. The school is not far, you just walk aja. your school is behind the orphanage. it's okay while adjusting education from the village. if you successfully graduate with good grades. High School you can apply to public school ."

this time aunty Rani who came to me to the room. reported the new school and delivered a new uniform. finished eating, I just went straight to the rest room back. bu aji forbid me to help clean the dining room because he thought I was still very tired, so in Suru to immediately rest again.

" yes aunty.. sha come along. thanks.." said I.

I see aunt alma, her people are very good. talk very soft and motherly. Lucky children aunty. have a good mother and seem to be loving.

" tomorrow aunty directly who will take you to a new school.so be ready yes"

" yes aunt. thank you."

## in a new school

" introduce. I sasha. transfer from SMP N 1 XX. I am from Kalimantan. salam know. thanks..."

I started to introduce myself in front of the class.

" please sit down sha. You take the bench in front.and you who are in front (while pointing who is sitting on the bench designated for me.) move to the back. you ruin the atmosphere of learning . let the beautiful sasha in front. will be the spirit of learning.see the scenery of a beautiful new face as beautiful as today"

basic teacher.morning has made the classroom atmosphere so noisy again.

'hehe....

but no problem. at least can eliminate my tension. meet friends and with a new class atmosphere......

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