Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??
The first Rose
Cring..
The break bell rang, Rose closed her book and walked to the cafeteria.
Take care of his mother.
The favorite cuisine of the Rose, although simple but the Rose really likes it the most important thing for the Rose is the cuisine of his mother.
He sat in the corner of the canteen, it was his favorite place in school.
Since the first day he entered school, until now he has been in school for almost 3 months.
No 1 friend wants to be close to the rose.
They were afraid their mother was angry for approaching an illegitimate child.
That is what their mother taught and told her children, they should not be near or talk to the Rose.
At first Rose often cried at school to hear the mockery of the mothers of mothers and even classmates who called him an illegitimate and dirty child.
But finally, from there the Rose learned to be strong and strong, he was determined there were no more tears in school.
He just wants to be smart and happy mother, he does not care about the babble of people around him.
He opened his box, he had not eaten.
His gaze was fixed on the son of the canteen owner.
He looks more moody and aloof than the Rose.
He just sat waiting for his mother to sell.
Empty look.
It had been a few days since he had seen the boy, but only this time did the curiosity of the Roses grow stronger.
He closed the lid, and walked up to the boy.
The mother of the canteen owner is busy serving her children.
The rose stood in front of the child.
The rose smiled at him.
There was no response from the boy.
Roses are a little sad, is he the same as his classmates.???, do not want to know Roses, even just to say hello..??, muttered Rose lowered her gaze and turned around wanting to step away.
But a hand holds the hand of the Rose from behind.
"Who is it.???, you are not my mother.", said the girl.
The rose turned its body again, astonished at the child.
He looked at the little girl in front of him.
The rose tried to wave its hand in front of the girl's face.
No response either.
"Are you.??" the Rose's speech came to a halt.
"Blind...??" said the girl holding the hand of the Waving Rose in front of her face.
The rose was silent at the little girl's reply.
"Here sits beside me" said the little girl.
"My name is Roses" said the Rose sitting next to the girl.
"My name is Azizah, nice to meet you Rose" Azizah said with a smile on the Rose.
"You really can't see me.??" said Rose.
The rose was stunned and then smiled.
"Yes....why not.??, I love to have friends" said the happy Rose.
"Happy to have a friend, so far no one wants to be friends with me, greetings know the Roses" said Azizah fingered the hands of the Roses.
"I was so, it was great to finally have a friend" said Rose smiling widely.
They also chatted with her familiar.
Roses offered his mother's provisions to Azizah.
Azizah highly praised the mother Rose's cooking, saying the mother Rose's cooking was the same as her mother's cooking.
Because the true cuisine is cooked with love, the taste will match the delicious cuisine of a 5-star restaurant.
"Eh, who is this.??" said Azizah's mother, who finished serving the children.
Roses only bowed in fear, he was afraid that Azizah's mother would be like other mother mothers, who ridiculed her and did not allow the Rose to befriend Azizah.
"This is Azizah's friend buk, her name is Roses, she is good, she also shares her provisions with me, Roses knows this is Ratih's mother, my mother" Azizah said.
"God, thank you Rose, Rose is very good to be friends with Azizah" said Ratih's mother with glassy eyes.
Rose looked at Ratih's mother, she spoke softly like her mother at home.
This time someone said good to the rose.
"Yes" said the Rose with a smile.
"The rose of a new school class huh.??" said Ratih's mother.
"Yes, I just went to school this year" said Rose.
"Wind, how not to gather with other friends.???, I observed the Roses, right, who always sat alone in the corner.??" said Ratih's mother.
"Nobody wants to be friends with an illegitimate and dirty child like the Rose buk" said Roses lowered his gaze again.
Ratna's mother fell silent, staring at the Rose with her mother.
"Darling, horrified mother, we are the same before God, there is no such thing as an illegitimate and filthy child, which I always teach also to Azizah. Our degrees are the same in the eyes of the dear God", said Ratna's mother stroking the cheek of the Rose.
The rose smiled and nodded.
"Pinter, if so let my mother be the same Azizah who became your friend yes, if you need a friend, you come here, Azizah must be seneng have a chat theme" said Ms Ratna gently.
"Yes thank you" said Rose hugging Ratna's mother.
Criming.cring.
The doorbell rings.
The rose was said to be a farewell to Ratna and Azizah's mother.
And since then every hour of rest, Rose with her big smile walked towards the cafeteria and met Azizah as well as Ratna's mother.
Roses come back to life with them.
There were no scorn and bad words from Azizah and Miss Ratna.
Azizah is blind, but her heart can still see compared to the physically perfect person.
Sometimes blind eyes are better than blind.
Apparently there are still good people in this world like Mr. Usman and Ms. Ratna.
Who does not see people by their status.
Because the true degree of glory of Man is only God who determines, not us or others.
