Love of a Poor Girl
part 1
The 12-year-old girl was crying hysterically, watching the bodies of her parents leave her for good.
The sudden departure of her parents, only a few hours ago Azizah met kangen with her parents who for several weeks went to work. The happiness that was very happy was finally gone, the happiness was now turned into very bitter.
“Mother.. Mr... do not leave Azizah, do not leave Azizah alone.” shouted Azizah to his parents who stiffened in one of the Hospitals in Surabaya.
Many eyes saw the incident. Some are sad and some don't care.
Azizah was devastated by the departure of her parents only a few hours she and her parents now she must sincerely be born inwardly abandoned for eternity due to an accident.
“You are patient, son, God must have other plans for Azizah,” said Darmi who is none other than the sister of his mother.
“why Allah is evil bi, why did Allah take mother and father,” Azizah said with a voice almost exhausted from crying.
“Allah mbonten evil ndok, Allah loves Karo your crew,” (God is not evil son, Allah loves you) explained Darmi while embracing his beloved nephew.
“Azizah wants to join the father of the mother bi, Azizah does not want to be alone,” said Azizah.
“Ya Allah ndok, mbonten pareng ngono kae. enek aunty sing will baturi your crew ndok,” (O Allah dok, can not talk like that there is an aunt who will nemenin you son), and,” said Darmi sad.
Azizah only wept lamenting the destiny that God had set.
“Mari Azizah we go home, so that your father and mother are quickly buried,” invite Darmi.
“Iya Bi,” replied Azizah limp.
Arriving at the funeral home.
After bathing the bodies, they were sholated and buried in the final resting place.
“Ayo ndok us home,” take Darmi.
“But in a moment, Azizah wants to be here in a moment. aunty just go home,” Azizah said without turning her head Darmi.
“Ya already aunty home first you do not go home in the afternoon cloudy weather today aunty is afraid of rain,” explained Darmi.
“Iya Bi,” Azizah replied.
Darmi leaves Azizah alone. Darmi actually did not have the heart to leave Azizah alone at the funeral of his parents considering that Azizah was too young alone, but he believed Azizah could definitely get through this.
“Your calm Father and Mother are there. Azizah must be a good boy. Azizah promises to always remember the words of father and mother. Azizah will not be sad anymore because Azizah knows father and mother always accompany Azizah here,” said Azizah with eyes very moist from crying.
After talking to her parents' graves, Azizah rushed to Darmi's house.
“Assalamualaikum,” says Azizah with a sad face.
“Waalaikumsalam, do not grieve anymore dear. later beautiful lost loh.” Darmi Entertainments.
“Iya Bi, Azizah is not sad anymore,” reply Azizah.
“Then his smile where to be more beautiful” Goda Darmi on his nephew.
“This Bi,” reply Azizah while giving her sweet smile.
2 Weeks have passed Azizah who sat in the 1st grade of Junior High (secondary school) doing activities as usual.
“Kids release Indonesian book now and open package book page 125. do it by group each group consists of 4 people,” Karsan command.
“Good Sir,” said all Pupils.
“Pak Karsan, I don't want a group with Azizah,” Greetings one of Azizah's classmates.
“Why diamond?” Ask Karsan.
“Tell my mama. Azizah has no parents sir,” said diamond cynical.
The children laughed together mocking Azizah. Azizah who heard the hurtful speech immediately went out of the classroom.
“Intan you can not talk like that, tomorrow call your parents,” said Karsan in a slightly raised voice.
The children who heard the teacher speak in unison fell silent.
“What is wrong Azizah O Allah! why are they like that!” yelled Azizah while running out of school.
He did not care anymore with the lessons or classes.Azizah wanted only to go home immediately to aunt Darmi.
“Abibi, Azizah does not want to go to school anymore Azizah does not want Bi.” The sobs of Azizah grew so that only in the head of the little boy just wanted to get out of the school.
“What's up, son? why did you come home crying like this?” darmi asked uneasily.
“They Bi...” says Azizah.
“Why with them son, why?” Ask Darmi again.
“They all laughed at Azizah Bi because Azizah had no father and mother,” Azizah said with a sigh of tears.
Astaghfirullah, O Allah, why did You give Azizah a trial at this young age.
“Azizah do not listen to their words, from tomorrow you do not need to go to school anymore,” explained Darmi.
“But Really Bi? thank you Bi,” reply Azizah by hugging Darmi.
“Iya darling.”
The next morning Azizah and Darmi go to school to request a transfer letter.
“Excuse me! Good mornin. I came here there is something important that I want to talk to the principal,” Darmi said.
“Pak Handoyo is in his office, let me deliver,” said Siswanto friendly.
“Iya sir, thank you,” reply Darmi.
Tok. tok. sound of the door.
“Excuse me sir anyone wants to see you,” said Siswanto.
“Log in!” handoyo's reply let them in.
“Some I can help Bu!” Connect Handoyo.
“Look sir I want my nephew to move from this school,” explained Darmi.
“I want to move house and settle in another city, so I beg you immediately take care of the transfer of my nephew's school Pak,” said Darmi slowly.
”Good I will take care of it soon,” reply Handoyo.
“Thank you Sir.”
“Sama-sama Bu.”
A few moments later...
“This Bu letter is all complete,” said Handoyo while giving some files.
“Then I say thank you,” reply Darmi reached out his hand and Handoyo reply.
As Azizah and Darmi exit the principal's office they cross paths with Karsan.
“Nak Azizah yes! why not go to school, boy?” ask Karsan to Azizah.
“Azizah wants to move sir,” Azizah replied without turning her head to Karsan.
“Moving! why do you want to move because of yesterday? intan is already madamin son,” bright Karsan serious.
“So Mr teacher Azizah? you know Azizah bullied?” darmi asked with some emotion.
“I can explain same mom! it's true that yesterday I was teaching and I saw myself talking like that, but I told and called his parents to come to school. I told them the incident was now being punished,” explained Karsan explained the chronology of yesterday's incident.
“Thank you for the explanation sir.but me and Azizah already want to move.today I went,” said Darmi.
“One more time I apologize,” said Karsan.
“It's not worth thinking about,” said Darmi.
“Iya Ma'am they want to meet mom and Azizah go home to school later.” Continue to Karsan again.
“They are who?” ask Darmi curious.
“Intan and her parents,” bright Karsan.
“Tell them that I don't want to meet. Azizah and I have forgiven them. Yes baby!!” exclaim Darmi while looking at Azizah.
“Iya Sir, Azizah has forgiven Intan,” said Azizah.
“Bapak has heard the answer from Azizah right sir! then we excuse Assalamualaikum,” said Darmi then leave.
“Waalaikumsalam,” Karsan replied.
The journey took 5 hours Darmi sat beside Azizah always throwing a smile to his nephew.
“Bi, where are we going?” ask Azizah curiously.
“We go to the birthplace of your dear mother and aunt,” said Darmi.
“What is Bi like? is it as good as Surabaya?” ask Azizah again.
“The two are good, unfortunately, only at the birthplace of your aunt and mother, where she loves, there are still many trees if in Surabaya her vehicle is a lot of love,” explained Darmi.
“Aunty means that Surabaya is a city if the place of aunt and mother is still a village!” exclamation Azizah.
“Great nephew this aunt.right answer you dear.”
“Azizah gituloh,” Say Azizah while folding both hands.
“Muacch.” Darmi kiss on Azizah's forehead.
“Bi, Azizah sleeping yes sleepy.”
“Ya already you sleep when you get to aunt wake up.”
Without making small talk, Azizah went to sleep in her subconscious.
“Your parents are here just accompany Azizah.” Azizah whined to her parents.
“Azizah dear we have calmed down here, we are proud Azizah can be a strong and strong child,” said Maya.
“Yes son we are very proud, you can not be sad anymore we accompany you from here,” said Johan.
“Goodbye to remember our message,” said Maya and Johan.
“Mother don't go!” yell Azizah
then he woke up from his dream.
“You why nak?” ask Darmi Surprised.
“Azizah dream father mother bi. they say Azizah should not be sad anymore and they say will accompany Azizah always,” Azizah said explained her dream.
“Then Azizah must follow the words of father and mother Azizah,” said Darmi.
“Iya Bi for sure,” said Azizah then nodded her head in understanding.
“In the meantime we reach dear,” said Darmi.
“Azizah is impatient Bi,” Reply Azizah.
“Sure you like the place dear,” explained Darmi.
A few minutes' delay.
“We have arrived dear, welcome to Magetan we are now at the terminal Maospati Azizah,” explained Darmi.
“Terminal is good bi crowded anyway,” reply Azizah.
“Nearly 10 years did not go home it turns out a lot of changes his dear,” said Darmi.
“What was Bi?” like ask Azizah curiously.
“If it used to not be this high dear floor and the place is not this wide, especially the location now looks neat,” replied Darmi.
“Then and now clearly different Bi hehe” ucal Azizah smiled widely.
