I'm Tired, Love Me

Orphanage

Unknowingly throughout the journey I fell asleep. By listening to Kenny.G's instrument song makes my sleep feel soothing.

“Cancel first for meeting this morning, move after lunch.” I heard someone speaking softly.

“..”

“Iya, please kindly apologize for her. I had an important business this morning” I opened my eyes and I saw Steve talking on his phone, and he turned his back on me.

“..”

“Okay” Steve ended his phone call, and turned his head towards me.

“Hey is awake?” He was surprised to see I was awake.

“Why not wake me up?” I looked around, and I was in the parking lot of the apartment.

“Today until now, and I called briefly” Steve put down his phone.

“Yes if so I go down first, thank you very much Steve for all your help” I lifted Steve's jacket and confirmed the sweater I used.

“What are you doing today?” Steve kind of held back my steps to open the car door.

“I want to pack up to move to the temporary mama's house, hitchhiking in the orphanage while waiting to get Steve”'s rented house I explained my plan.

“Where is your mom's house?”

“It's somewhere, you don't need to know Steve, anyway I was there just while” I refused to tell her mama's house.

“Alright Rhey, just let me know if you need my help” he smiled.

“Well Steve, I said yes, thank you” I returned his smile and then got out of the car.

I walked in immediately without looking back. Immediately pressed the elevator button, which led me up to my destination floor.

“Assalamualaikum” I opened the apartment door and gave my regards.

“Wa’alaikumsalam” answered mbak Sari from the balcony, lifting clothesline.

“Mbak, let's pack up” I'm approaching mbak Sari.

“Where to non?” Mbak Sari turned her head towards me while holding the clothesline that had been lifted.

“While we move in the house mom first yes mbak, later I all look for a house. I want to advertise the car as well because” me with my lethargic face .

“Because den Arlo sneaked in ya non?”

“This is his apartment mbak, I do not have the right to expel him. But, I also don't like him taking a chance by sneaking in” I explained my dislike.

“Both non, I follow the non-planned aja” mbak Sari followed me in because it was finished taking clothesline.

“Okay mbak, let's pack mbak soon. The one in the fridge let it go. Already at this hour, later he hunted come” hours have shown at 09.25, meaning our time is around 2 hours before the possibility of Arlo mas comes.

“Oke non” we go into each room and start packing all our stuff.

Mbak Sari is finished first, because the goods mbak Sari not much.

1 Hour later I finished packing my things.

“Ayo non, here I help non” mbak Sari lift 1 bag that contains my dirty clothes earlier, and I bring 1 medium-sized suitcase and 1 sling bag that contains a mobile phone, ipad, and, and charge, and my wallet. While the decorations I put in my clothes bag.

We left the apartment and went down to the car park. Put all the suitcases in there and leave the apartment.

“Assalamualaikum” when he arrived at the home of the mother who had switched functions to an orphanage.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, you are Rheyna” Ranti who answered my greetings. Ranti is one of the girls in this orphanage, she is only 13 years old.

“Bu Yuli no deck?” I smiled and asked if Bu Yuli, the head of this orphanage existed.

“So brother, go in first yuk. Ranti called mommy first” after kissing my hand, Ranti went in to call Bu Yuli.

Sari and I sat on the living room couch, waiting for Ms. Yuli. I circled my eyes around, nothing changed just that this house became more crowded.

“Lho nak Rheyna, tumben here?” Ask Ms. Yuli, because I rarely visit this place.

“Iya ma'am, want to trouble Bu Yuli” I laughed a little “Bu Yuli healthy?”

“Alhamdulillah son, yes this is just uric acid that sometimes relapses nak” bu Yuli while slightly massaging his legs.

“Health page ma'am, the children here must really need ibu”

“Iya son, how-how? What can I help you with?”

“Gini ma'am, if I am the same as Sari numpang here about two to three days can bu?” I asked politely, even though this is my parents' house but this house is already reserved for them.

“Yes my son, yes of course you can dong, this house is the home of parents nak Rheyna which means the house of Rheyna nak as well. Let's go where the goods, put first here yuk, let's help the children” “Nduk, Ranti here nduk” Bu Yuli call Ranti.

“Iya bu” replied Ranti approached us.

“Antar kak Rheyna and mbak Sari to your room first yes, you sleep with Marni and Lita first yes nduk”

“Good bu” “Let my brother take to the room” Ranti took my hand walking into the room that used to be my room.

I lay down my body for a moment in this room. Sari's mother, who saw that I was exhausted and fast asleep, helped me get all the luggage in the car and put it in the room. Then Mbak Sari helped bu Yuli cook for lunch all residents of the orphanage.

At 12.05 mbak Sari went into the room and woke me who was asleep.

“Non, let's eat first” mbak Sari shook my shoulder slowly.

“Eeemmmm yes mbak” I pull my hands up to stretch my muscles, then sit first in bed so as not to migraine, because if I stand up immediately when I wake up, I must be a migraine straight away.

Me and Mbak Sari ate with all the kids and Miss Yuli. Eat at a large table with many chairs on the sides.

This place is inhabited by children who have gone to school, the smallest is 8 years old and the largest is around 16 years old. There are about 15 children living here, boys occupy the upper room, while girls are downstairs.

Actually there are also babies and toddlers, but Ms. Yuli did not bring them here, because the rooms here are filled, so Ms. Yuli while leaving the children in Jombang, Jombang, while waiting for this house to be slightly renovated.

We ate in a family atmosphere, I never felt this family atmosphere. I'm an only child always eating only three with my parents. When I got married, I ate alone.

Here I see those who had no parents even when they were little, but they can still be happy, then I am this big, what I am less grateful for.

Seriate..

...Sorry for the beloved readers, updates perforated, understand the mother-emak must take care of children online first hehehe…...