Make Me Smile Back
Chapter 24 The Tomb of Father
A week had Azwa not entered school, he still looked gloomy almost no smile on his face - late this...
Even his mother tried to entertain in various ways still he looked moody...
She told Azwa to go to school today, because she had been denied permission to go to school since her father died...
Azwa refuses at first but she tells him to go to school and Azwa can't refuse...
" Mother... I went to school first... Mom don't cape - cape ya.. Don't forget to eat.." said azwa caution...
" Yeah baby... Remember Azwa must be diligent in school.. Make me proud.." answered the encouraging mother...
He went to school, arriving at the bella and syifa parking lot was waiting for him...
Bella and Syifa tried to comfort Azwa but everything was in vain. Azwa only gave a gesture by nodding her head or shaking her head in response...
Bella and Syifa just look at each other confused what they have to do again to comfort her best friend...
Fortunately, even though he looks moody, it does not reduce his concentration on learning in school even grades - the value of school remains good...
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A month passed, Azwa felt the days were quiet without the presence of a father figure.. He just pretended to smile happily in front of his mother.. Especially late - late this Mother often sick - sick... Azwa does not want to make a burden of mind on her mother...
Today Azwa invites her mother to jiarah Kemakam her father because today he is off school...
" I'm ready." asked Azwa...
" It's dear... The flowers have been brought.."...
" I put it in the car, ma'am... I can drive ngak.. Do we ride the bike, ma'am." asked azwa hawatir...
" It can be darling... Let's go now to noon..." Eventually, Azwa and her mother went to their father's death... Azwa was very happy when she got there as well as her mother...
Azwa sprinkled the flowers she had brought, followed by Mom.. They offered prayers for his late father...
" well... I came with Azwa .. Dad must be happy there.." Inner Mom...
" dad... Azwa came with Mom.. Don't worry about Mom Dad.. There is Azwa here who will take care of Mom and make Mom happy.." inward azwa...
" MAMA." hugged her tightly and wiped her mother's tears...
Azwa tried hard and strong in front of her mother, as well as Mother tried hard in front of her child...
They finally left the funeral.. Azwa looked confused because her mother did not take her home but in the opposite direction...
" The Orphanage." Azwa said confusedly...
"Let's go down Azwa..." Bring mom...
Azwa who is still confused just follow the footsteps of her mother into the Orphanage...
" Mother Arta... Cross in ma'am." said a mother - a mother who was the same age as Azwa's mother...
" Thank you ma'am." answered Arta politely...
" This is Azwa yaa... Been beautiful again." praise the caretaker's mother...
Azwa just gave a smile to the orphanage Mother without saying anything... His eyes looked around and asked when his mother liked the orphanage...
" How Mom the kids are here, all healthy right.." asked Ms. Arta happy to see the kids running - run happy...
"Alhamdulillah be healthy all ma'am.. All this is thanks to Bu Arta and the late Pak Wawan.." at once his tone turned sad when calling the name Pak Wawan has died...
" Mom could have, We just shared the sustenance we could have to help each other." while holding the hand of Mother Home...
Suddenly a small ball hit Azwa's feet and a 2-year-old toddler approached Azwa...
" Haiii little sister... What's your name... You want this ball yaa. " said Azwa kindly to a female toddler... " Mom can I play with them." Azwa asked enthusiastically to her mother...
" Go baby, accompany them to play." replied the mother...
Azwa also died Mother and Mother of the orphanage... The two of them were busy chatting about the state of the orphanage right now...
Seriate....
