Kayla's Diary

Poor little dito

"Mbak Kay, it's delicious Omah cuisine" said Dito when he finished eating his food at the dinner table. The five-year-old boy raised his thumb.

"Dito happy?" Ask Bu Isma while rubbing Dito's head.

"Yes, Omah!" The answer. While rushing into his room. It looks like he's sleepy.

"Thank you Kay," Ms. Isma developed a smile.

"Yes, ma'am, it is my duty" I replied.

"Are Dito's parents at work, Mom?" I asked to vent, because from me just came until now only three with Ms. Isma.

"Dito's parents are dead, Kay. From a year ago, they were a single accident. Only Dito can be saved," explained Ms. Isma, the look on her face also radiated sadness when she told me about it.

"I'm sorry Kay Bu, I didn't mean to make Mom sad" I said, stroking Isma's shoulder.

"It's okay Kay" replied Isma.

After, telling a lot of stories, I took Miss Isma to her room to rest.

After that, I saw that Dito was fast asleep. I brought a blanket to cover her little body. Then I rubbed Dito's forehead. Until I don't feel my tears have dripped, I can't imagine being Dito. He lost both of his parents at this young age.

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In the morning, after the dawn prayer I also started my work. Cleaning the house and making breakfast for Ms. Isma and Dito. Then I get it ready for the dining table.

I also helped Dito to take a shower and after that breakfast. Dito looks so happy with my presence. Maybe he was lonely all this time.

"Grandson Omah already smells? Come on, have breakfast with Omah!" Said Ms. Isma when she saw Dito coming out of the room and approaching her.

"Yes Omah" Dito sat on the dining table.

After that I fed Dito, he looked so happy while telling a lot of stories Dito devoured his food.

"Kay, Dito's starting school next week. By the way, Kayla's already signed him up, is she willing to take Dito?" Ask Ms. Isma.

"Oh, yes Bu Kay will gladly deliver Dito," I said as I prepared the dishes.

"Yeay. yeay, Dito Omah school," Sahut Dito jubilant.

Just two days ago Dito was very close to me, Dito was a good boy. He is also a obedient child.

After cleaning the dishes I also helped Miss Isma to sunbathe in front of the terrace. Ms. Isma's treatment was very warm to me.

"Assalamualaikum Mbak" said the woman who was slightly younger than Ms. Isma approaching.

"Wassalamu'alaikum, uh Tri from where?" Answer Miss Isma

"From the front, you guys stop by who is this Mommy?" Ask. Then he looked at me from top to bottom like he didn't like it.

"Oh this is Kayla who helps here, take care of me with Dito," replied Ms. Isma turned to me while developing a smile.

"Oh, ma'am's new maid, anyway" Tukas Bu Tri, I know her name from Bu Isma's call to her.

"Be careful, you know, Mbak, now the clock mode of fraud is the same kidnapping," he glanced at me.

I was silent not to answer his words that blatantly insinuated me. I stared at the wonder that there were people like this, speaking at will regardless of the feelings of others. Though I had nothing wrong with him meeting just the first time.

"Ih, really Ma'am. People have happened a lot, yes I'm sorry first yes Ma'am," he said hurried away from the house of Ms. Isma.

I also breathed a sigh of relief with Bu Tri's departure, because if he was here later he could make me high blood with his spiciness, like eating a kilo of demonic chili.

"I'm sorry for Kay, she's the one who is like that sometimes when talking in the mind," said Ms. Isma stroking my shoulder.

"Yes, it's okay, ma'am" I replied with a smile.

"Omah" Dito's voice passed towards us.

"What Honey?" Miss Isma answered carrying Dito into her arms.

"Dito wants Omah ice cream, really in the refrigerator runs out," Rengek Dito pursed his small lips.

"Oh, is it over? Sorry dear Omah forgot not to send Koko," said Bu Isma stroking Dito's forehead.

Koko is the owner of the stall at the front fork. Ms. Isma did subscribe to buy her needs with Dito. Ms. Isma just had to order and the shop owner delivered it.

"You buy it with Kay, Dito wants it?" My speech.

"You're Ma'am Kay" Dito hugged me. Because it's too happy. Miss Isma developed a smile on me.

"Can't it be Omah?" Dito asked looking at Ms. Isma.

"May dong Darling," replied Ms. Isma.

"Yeay, come on Kay Ma'am," Dito asked.

"Before a minute, help Omah first inside" I said, pushing Bu Isma's wheelchair into the room after sunbathing for a break.

"I took Dito first, Ma'am" Pamitku to Ms. Isma after helping her to the bed.

"Yes Kay, this is to buy ice cream," Ms. Isma also gave a hundred thousand and three pieces of money.

"It's too much Mom" I said.

"It's okay Kay, if you want to buy your needs too. The rest just hold on!" Said Isma, She laid her body.

"Thank you very much, ma'am" I replied.

"Oh, can you use a motorcycle? If you can put a motor in the trunk, lock it on Kay's fridge!" Said Ms. Isma.

"Mom, yes well," I rushed out, and Dito patiently waited for me.

"Come let's go! Little boss," Take me to Dito on a motorcycle.

"We're on Kay's bike?" He then rushed up in front of me.

I also smiled Seeing Dito so happy, then we headed to the koko shop in front of the T-junction. Along the way Dito chattered cheerfully.

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