Lord, Accept My Repentance

Captured

We finally got into the car that was ordered by Abang Farhan, I sat next to Mama and Farhan sat on the back bench alone.

Luckily, Mama and Farhan's clothes aren't too much unless I'm one. In the car I just kept quiet and cursed my fate.

"Darling ...," called Mama as she gently stroked my hair.

"Yes Ma?" I asked with a forced smile.

"You okay?"

"Huum. Honey, yes, Ma. The flowers when we just planted, where tired," complained me.

"Grandfather, later at home Mama more flowers. You can take care of the flowers at your home later, yes," persuaded Mama to try to calm me down.

I nodded quickly so that Mama would not worry or feel like she was coming back to me just because she remembered the incident.

We stopped at a house that had a fence even though it was not too high, the house was not too spacious but very good and large as well.

The middle-aged woman was running towards us to open the fence, she was Bibik who had lived with me first.

"Hummer why not fuss? I'm shocked! Luckily I saw Ibuk getting out of the car," Bibik said with a frown while Mama just laughed in response.

"Let's surprise Bik," said Mama while I was still looking around. There are many people in this complex.

Some are also staring at us, maybe confused as to what or who I am. However, I quickly turned my eyes away because I felt uncomfortable with their gaze.

"Come, comein!" get Mama to embrace my shoulder. I immediately nodded and carried a bag and suitcase containing my clothes.

'I have to find a job from now on, but what work, huh?' my mind is starting to get restless.

However bad I am if I stay here even for a while, I am nobody to them.

After all, Mama's husband is no more. That is, only Abang Farhan makes a living.

"You were escorted by Bibik to the room, yes, Mama wants to settle things too," explained Mama and I replied with a nod.

Mama's belongings brought Abang Farhan to Mama's room while I walked in the back following Bibik.

"Well, this is Nazwa Deck's room. Hopefully at home, yes," Bibik explained.

"Thank you, Bik," I smiled.

Bibik left me alone, I went into the room and looked around. There are still dolls on the bed.

I closed the door and shifted the curtains so that the light came in to illuminate this room, I saw on the table there were still some photos on display.

"True, this must be Mama's kid's room first. It's more uncomfortable that I'm going to stay here," I muttered back the picture frame I had taken.

I dropped the weight on the edge of the bed and stared at the contents of this room, I took off the backpack I was wearing to pick up the phone in it.

I saw a lot of messages from the group I just entered.

[Guys, anyone know that locker part time, right?] ask those in the group.

[Queen what's wrong?]

[Queen why? How about a locker?]

[What is this about?]

As soon as they were immediately excited by the sentence I sent, there was a funny feeling in itself seeing those who responded to my message directly.

[Yes, want to be an independent child. So, I want to work, ] reply me with a little lie.

[Queen want what job? Later, let's find him.]

[What kind of work is there?]

[Mmc ... Does the Queen want to be a barista?]

[Where?] many quick.

[Tomorrow for time, no, Queen?]

[Some, why?]

[Gather, come on!]

[Okay, I can.]

[Siip, all working as well.]

[Okay, thanks, yeah, guys!]

"Darling ..," called Mama who made me stare directly at the door.

"Yes, Ma," I replied with a slight shout.

[Guys, it's a long time ago, yes. Bye ..] I turned the phone back on and put it on the bed, walked open the door that Mama still had in front of her.

Chequek!

"Yes, what's wrong, Ma?" I asked while looking at Mama with the door of the room that I opened wide.

"If there are items that make you uncomfortable in this room, immediately enter the box and make it to the warehouse, yes. Ask Bibik to put it in the warehouse," Mama said, making me look back at this room.

I smiled and shook my head to look at Mama, "There's nothing to put in the barn and nothing to make me uncomfortable, really, Ma. Everything is safe" I explained by lifting my thumb.

"Hmm .. well then, you're wearing your clothes, yeah," said Mama staring at my suitcase that I haven't filled yet.

"Eh, hahaha, yes Ma."

Mama smiled before leaving this room, I saw Mama getting away and I decided to close the door again.

I lifted the suitcase into the bed and opened it, one by one the contents of the clothes in the suitcase I put into the closet which turned out there are still clothes of late Mama's child.

I took a rough breath and started to give everything away, "Mama's daughter, we share your room, yeah. Don't bother me and I won't bother you" I said, intending to put the suitcase in the closet.

With the study bench that became his assistant, I put the suitcase on top of this wardrobe.

However, either I lack focus and too much movement. The bench I was stepping on slipped his leg to make me fall.

"Yes ...!" my cry that was already scared and could not balance the body anymore.

'Oh, I mean, how come it doesn't hurt? I should have been sick, huh. Pain falls plus the chair, this is not even, huh?' my heart with closed eyes.

"Ehem!" dehem someone I was beginning to feel that my body was holding.

In fact, I heard such a loud heartbeat from the body of someone who was holding me.

I opened my eyes slowly even just one eye just staring at Deheman earlier, I rounded my eyes by opening them two-by-two.

"Eh, what are you doing hugging me?" ask me with nyolot while staring at him.

Farhan stood me up well as I moved away from his body, he only displayed his flat face again and again.

He stared at me who was still staring furiously at him.

"Not thanks, but angry. You're the kind of person who doesn't deserve help, yeah!" hardik Farhan who was so close to my crown.

"God! Don't talk about it! It's not so much!"

"That's what? Can't you be a girl with a softer language style, what?"

"Can't! Why why?" tanyaku with a hurry while shaking his waist as if challenging him.

"Eh, that'sit. Why fight, gini?" mama asked and broke us both. I lowered my hands from my waist and put on an annoyed face.

I looked towards the door already there was Abang Farhan who was smiling indistinctly, oh, my god. Were Mama and Abang Farhan there? Did they see the scene?

'Oh, yes, God. I'm so ashamed, please take me from here, ' my inner being by closing my eyes hoping that the incident just now was not seen by anyone.