Love of a Poor Girl

Part 2

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The journey to the old house of Darmi and Maya takes 5 minutes.

almost 10 years he and Maya are none other than Azizah's mother did not return home.

“Already until son, it's the home of your aunt and mother who are light green.you used to like to play brought mango trees,” point Darmi.

“Bi, Azizah has no memory at all,” Azizah said with a sad look.

“Ya obviously you do not remember that time your age is still 2 years, the road is still not smooth,” explained Darmi.

“Hehe.. Yes Bi,” says Azizah cengengesan.

“Ya let's help aunt lift the bag,” Darmi said.

“Iya Bi,” reply Azizah.

As they were busy lifting bags and other items, one of the middle-aged mothers approached them.

“Loh Iki Darmi to? Yes Gusti piye ndok you?” (this is Darmi, right? Oh God how do you want to be?) ask Lasmi.

“Alhamdulillah kabare Kulo slick,” (Thank God my good news)” explained Darmi.

“This child sopo mi, kok rupane similar Maya?” (this little boy who mi, kok his face looks like Maya)” asked Lasmi.

“Niki putrane Maya Bu asmane Azizah mosok Bu Lasmi lali to?” (this son Maya bu name Azizah cook mom forgot) explained Darmi.

“Astaghfirullah. change my bow. Iki sing sing sing seneng dolan ngisor Pelem kui to” (Astaghfirullah to forget me. This is a boy who likes to play under the mango yes)” said Lasmi.

Azizah was just speechless and once threw a sweet smile seeing them talking like meeting kangen between neighbors.

crutches. crutches..

“This stomach even sounds,” said Azizah shriek.

“Haha.haha..” Darmi and Lasmi's laughter broke hearing the little girl's stomach voice.

“Azizah is very embarrassed,” said Azizah with face cover.

“Maem neng omahku dhisik, ngko pak RT ben ngurusi omahmu Sik ya, kuncine Karo Pak RT" (dine at my house first, later pak RT to tour your house first yes, kuncine Karo Pak RT, the key is the same pack RT)” explained Lasmi.

“Suwun Bu (thank you Bu)” said Darmi.

“Yowes Ndang in maem, I did not call Mr. RT ben Ndang diurusi” (yes it has been quickly eaten, I called the RT sir first to be taken care of immediately) said Lasmi.

Half an hour later..

“Darmi Ki kuncine omahmu jare pak RT kuncine replaced ae” (Darmi this rumhmy key said pak RT key changed only" said Lasmi while handing over the door lock of the house.

“Gggih Bu, matur suwun Kulo pamit"(yes Bu thanks I say goodbye,” said Darmi.

“Thank you Mbah Azizah said goodbye too,” said Azizah.

“Assalamualaikum,” says Darmi and Azizah together.

“Waalaikumsalam,” Reply Lasmi.

Arriving at home they immediately clean a house that is a lot of dust and worn.

Azizah occasionally glanced at Darmi she was lucky to have an aunt like Darmi as if she got a female figure very similar to her mother Maya.

Thank you Allah SWT You gave your servant Darmi very good aunt that aunt always accompany Azizah.

“Azizah your room next door yes son, it used to be your mother's room,” point Darmi in one of the rooms.

“Thank you Bi, Azizah is lucky to have aunt Darmi,” Azizah said with teary eyes.

“Auntie is more fortunate to have you beautiful, smart and obedient like you,” reply Darmi.

“Azizah to room first Bi,” says Azizah.

“Ya already love you directly sleep yes.”

“Siap Bi, Azizah directly sleep aunty also directly sleep.”

“Assyiap.”

“Hehe.. aunty could be.”

Mas Johan and Ma'am Maya your children are so smart, I will take care of Azizah like my own child. if only Tania hadn't died 5 years ago from illness maybe they were the same age now and maybe Erwin wouldn't have divorced me.

Next day..

“Azizah wake up baby, today you enter school,” said Darmi then rocked Azizah's body.

“Azizah school where Bi?” asked Azizah half-consciously.

“You go to school in Junior High 3 Maospati dear,” replied Darmi.

“His school is good not bi?” ask Azizah again.

“Good darling, yes already don't talk much you fast shower aunty has cooked for you!” darmi's orders.

“Any bi, Azizah take a shower first,” reply Azizah.

15 Minutes later..

“Wah.. delicious delicious bi, Azizah eat a lot can ya Bi,” said Azizah happily.

“Isn't it okay dear breakfast his side dish tempe fried and salted fish?” darmi asked sadly.

“Aibi do not like that Azizah likes Bi, apalgi accompanied by aunty,” explained Azizah.

“Thank you dear, you are indeed a good aunt's nephew.” Darmi said.

“Azizah Cahyani gitu loh Bi hehe.” Azizah said with a sweet smile.

Azizah and Darmi ate solemnly there was no sound when they ate breakfast that only the sound of a spoon clashing with a plate.

After breakfast they go to Azizah's new school.

Azizah who was initially afraid to go to school with Darmi's efforts to convince Azizah.

finally going to school.

“Excuse me, good morning!” darmi said to one of the teachers .

“Oh good morning, there's something I can help you with!!” reply Cardi.

“Begini sir, I delivered my nephew to school. yesterday I have contacted Mr. Joko,” explained Darmi.

“Oo.. who moved from Surabaya was Yes Bu, introduce me Nurohman teacher who will be the guardian of the student nephew of the mother,” reply Nurohman.

“I Darmi aunty Azizah, then what can Azizah directly enter school sir?” ask Darmi.

“It just so happens that it is time to enter class, let's take you to class today to learn Indonesian,” said Nurohman.

“Then I say yes sir, Azizah learned the right thing.aunty went home first aunt picked me up,” said Darmi.

“Iya Bu,” reply Nurohman.

“Iya Bi, Azizah will learn earnestly,” reply Azizah.

Arriving in class.

“Consideration of everything today we have the arrival of new students from Surabaya father hope you and new students can adapt well,” said Nurohman.

“Good sir!”say them simultaneously.

“Pak whose name is?” ask putra.

“Home where sir?” ask meli.

“Ssuuuttt. shut up everyone. let your new friends introduce themselves,” Nurohman explained.

“Include my name Azizah Cahyani commonly called Azizah my address Jl. Pandan Maospati,” says Azizah loudly.

“You have heard the name of this new student who. so I hope you call him Azizah,” said Nurohman.

“Good sir!” said students simultaneously.

“Azizah you sit next to Yana that empty stool,” point Nurohman.

“Good sir,” reply Azizah then walk towards that empty bench.

“Hai..introduce my name Yana,” said Yana then reached out her hand.

“Azizah Cahyani just call Azizah,” reply Azizah then welcome Yana's hand.

“Finally I have my countrymen, you know not me every day lonely no friends,” said yana familiar.

“Horee.. hooray.”

“Ayo yana put out an Indonesian book and put it in the middle of the table while you share a temporary book" said Nurohman.

"iya sir Nur,” reply Yana.

Doorbell break..

“Yuk Azizah we to the canteen!” take Yana.

“I forgot to bring Yana's pocket money, you just go to the cafeteria,” Azizah replied unkindly.

“You are Azizah, I bought ya,” said Yana.

“No, thank you Yana,” reject Azizah.

“Anything I did,” firmly Yana then pulled Azizah's arm.

“But...”.

“No but-button Azizah,” cut Yana.

“Good thanks Yana,” says Azizah.

Along the way to the canteen many eyes were looking at them. Yana did not care about the eyes that saw them but in contrast to Azizah, Azizah looked so awkward.

“Listen Yana akur Karo konco class biasane ora” (tumben Yana get along Classmates usually do not) said one of the students.

“Kui loh cah new transfer press Surabaya” (the new child transfer from Surabaya) reply one of the students.

“Oallah, but kok maleh akur ngono yes even though lagek ctuk”(oallah, but kok even get along so yes when just met).

“Yoben lahanggagang” (let's weigh dizzy).

“Ho-oh, wes otw ae” class (Ho-oh, yes already otw class aja).

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“Bu soto 2 equals iced tea 2 yes,” says Yana.

“Siap ayu,” Reply Marni.

“Thank you Yana,” said Azizah.

“Have not been discussed again,” reply Yana.

“Niki cah ayu sotone, is the kid wedok Ki sopo cah ayu?” (this is my beautiful soto, this girl who wants to be beautiful?) ask Marni sweet.

“Konco anyar” (new friend) replied Yana.

“Your genes sopo ndok?” (what's your name, son?) ask Marni to Azizah.

“Azizah Bu,” Azizah replied.

“Yowes Yana Karo Azizah ndang in maem ya sotone”(yes already Yana and Azizah soon eaten sotonya) said Marni.

“Nggih Bu”( Yes Bu) reply simultaneously.

Cring..

“Yuk Azizah the doorbell has sounded, we are back to class!” take Yana.

They also rushed to class.

“Kids remove sheet paper today we repeat the math,” said Wahid.

“Deals sir?” ask students.

“Iya today quick replay out now!” decreed Wahid.

“Good sir,” said limp student.

“You're the new kid huh?” ask Wahid.

“Iya sir I Azizah.”

“This is where you go forward share a paper sheet!” decreed Wahid.

“Good sir!” exclamation Azizah.

Finish handing out math problem sheet paper.

Azizah immediately worked on the replay.

there was no difficulty for Azizah to do the problem because the lessons she had learned in elementary school class when she was attending school in Surabaya.

“Azizah number 7 have you not? the other I have stayed number 7 which is not yet,” said Yana Lirih.

“Number 7 I have, but number 9 I have not,” replied Azizah.

“Then we exchange answers okay, I number 7 you number 9,” explained Yana.

“OK,” reply Azizah.

They exchanged answers, for some reason only half a day they were like complementary brothers.

Azizah was happy to know Yana. Yana was very happy to know Azizah.

“Time runs out, immediately collected,” said Wahid.

“Not finished pack,” says Dimas.

“Less 1 more pack a minute,” says son.

“Completed not finished collected now I count to 3. 1..2..3..” firmly Wahid.

Unfinished children also immediately give an answer paper that fills in the carelessly some are not filled.

“Oh, I'm ilai elek Ki” (huh, my value is ugly) said Dimas.

“Podo ae nilaiku elek Yoan” (just as my grade is ugly too) reply son.

“Mesti sing slick Yana, about Yana sing most sinter neng class” (definitely good Yana, because Yana is the smartest in the class) said Dewi.

“Ora must” (uncertain) ketus Yana.

Class VII B students know that Yana has a indifference towards friends not because she is arrogant but she only speaks important things, but since Azizah's arrival she felt a little open up because she believed Azizah was the right friend to share her story.

little story Yana is a broken home child Yana's parents divorced when Yana was 7 years old or rather 1st grade Elementary School.

since then, he has been shutting down.

“Kids please have your stationery done at home,” said Wahid.

“Good sir,” reply schoolgirls in unison.

“Tomorrow you will share the value of your repetition, I hope your class is good value all,” said Wahid.

“Iya sir,” reply student.

“Everything is ready, let son lead prayer!” wahid's Decree on the Son.

“Everything is ready, let's pray according to religion and belief each pray start,” said the son.

“Praying done,” connect son again.

Finished shaking hands with Pak Wahid they immediately rushed home, Azizah was picked up by Darmi while Yana was picked up by a middle-aged man who was none other than Yana's personal driver.

“Azizah and Tange Yana go home first yes,” says Yana.

“Iya Yana Carefully,” reply Azizah.

“Your friend son? What is your friend's name, nak?” ask Darmi.

“Iya Bi her name was Yana Azizah treated soto and iced tea Bi,” reply Azizah plain.

“Yes Allah aunty forgot your love pocket money,” said Darmi regretfully.

“Nothing Bi,” reply Azizah with her sweet smile.

“Ya let's go home son!” bring Darmi.

“Iya Bi,” reply Azizah.

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