Last Ramadan for Nayla

At Hit Again

Mr. Arman is looking for a spare key because he did not succeed in breaking the door of Nayla's room, after the key was successfully obtained the door was immediately opened.

"Where are you, Nayla?" mr. Arman was very angry, even his eyes were reddened, no need to ask again how Nayla felt, he just hoped that when her mother came and prevented her father from beating her again.

"You don't play hide-and-seek, get out!" have Mr. Arman check in the bathroom, but Nayla is not there, nor is she in the closet.

"You must be down here, right?" mr. Arman smiled, his smile even looked very scary. The man immediately pulled Nayla's leg out from under the bed.

Nayla screamed for her mother, the boy was afraid, the blow a while ago had already left a trauma for her, and now she would be hit again, maybe this time she would not be strong enough to endure it, she said,it is impossible to imagine such a small child being tortured so cruelly.

"Pa, forgive Nayla pa. Nayla just wants to make her own money, Nayla promises not to tell anyone that Nayla's a papa." Nayla kept begging.

"lik! You can't be trusted, you really intend to make me ashamed. What if someone finds out you live here, then someone's looking for you whose child, don't you think, huh?" mr. Arman hit Nayla with his hand and pulled her hair violently until her head was hit with the side of the bed, not only that Mr. Arman even kicked her son, he said,until after Nayla looks completely limp no longer able to move, then released and the man just left by closing the door rough child's room.

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"Pa, where are you going?" ask Amel's mom.

"I'm gonna go out for a minute and get some fresh air!" the man replied full of emotion.

"Why didn't Mama help Nayla when she hit papa earlier?" ask david. The boy now seemed to already have a bit of affection for his sister.

"Why don't you help Nayla.?" Tina asked.

And this makes Miss Amel upset. "Why didn't you guys just come to help him out earlier? Do you want to be beaten up like Nayla?" ask the woman. David and Tina just shook their heads at her mother's question.

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Tears continued to flow on her cheeks, she dragged her own body towards the bed, in her heart she hoped her sisters would come, Nayla was no longer expecting her mother, because Nayla knew her mother did not care at all.

When she first set foot in the house, Nayla thought that she would be loved by her family, it turned out that all was just her shadow, because in reality no one loved her.

Nayla took the rice that had been bought, she opened the rice package and ate it, chewed the food should be slow, it turns out that the punch had made the child distress when eating, and then,Nayla just ate it a little she went back to wrapping the rice and saved it for her dinner later.

"Grandma, nayla misses grandma." Lirih Nayla while crying, she always misses her loving grandmother, the grandmother who took care of her from the baby that she was supposed to be taking care of her,but because she didn't want it, she was taken care of by her grandmother. Nayla then returns to the night where she asks to be bought meat by her grandmother.

"Miss, Nayla really wants to eat meat. How does it feel, huh.?"

"It must be delicious." Answer nek Ijah.

"Let's buy it!" take Nayla, but sadly her grandmother replied, "we don't have money son, if later grandma has money granny would buy."

"Yes that's okay, that's important everyday we can eat, that's also Nayla is very grateful." Nayla replied quickly, so that her grandmother would not be sad. He then went and sat outside, that night was a night of Eid, usually the people in the village would light firecrackers, so Nayla went out to see him. At that time was the smell of cooking from the neighboring house, the smell was so good that Nayla wanted to feel it.

"They must be cooking beef," Nayla's inner self as she held onto her stomach. Every Lebaran Nayla always wished that a neighbor would come and give them some cooked meat, but no one would come,every day Nayla can only smell the cooking from the neighboring house without being able to feel it. sometimes she and her grandmother had to break the fast with water alone, even so, Nayla was very happy living with her grandmother, her grandmother,he felt safe despite all his shortcomings, no reason to be ostracized by his neighbors, because he knew in God's view the degree of man is the same, only faith and fear distinguish. Grandma taught him so much about religion, that's what made him happy living with his grandmother.

Nayla continued to imagine the days spent with her grandmother, unaware she had fallen asleep on the floor, perhaps because her body was too weak to put her to sleep. Poor little girl, she had to face the cruel world, why not just leave her in an orphanage if she was not wanted, rather than being tortured continuously like that,it was the same as killing him slowly.

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