My Mom Dear My Mom is Poor

Chapter 19's

"Mel, you're wrong." Nana's Brief.

"Wrongly? What wrong?" Melati asked confusedly.

"Look at it." Nana pointed out the window.

Making Melati immediately turned to the window.

"Isn't that your mother?" Added Nana again.

Melati, immediately his eyes suddenly swerved when he found his mother who was then seen stepping very hastily into the school area.

Yes, at that time Husna did realize if he came late to make it so hasty. As usual, despite having prepared everything, Husna's makeup at that time still looks shabby. How not, for decades he lived a difficult life with Aryo, not once Aryo was able to buy him good clothes let alone luxury.

"Good mother!! Turns out she was reckless coming to school with such embarrassing makeup." Melati growled in the heart,

Melati panicked, she did not want her mother to go to class and meet the other guardians, especially if her other friends saw her mother's appearance, he will be laughed at, as he thought.

"Excuse me sir!" Melati also immediately got up from her seat.

"Yes jasmine, what's wrong?"

"Can I go to the toilet now, sir? I want to pee." Said Melati lying.

"Haaish, the meeting just started Melati, eeemm yeah, hurry ya!"

Jasmine nodded and immediately walked out of the class. He walked quickly and even half ran to approach his mother who was almost at the school building.

"Mother!" Jerky Jasmine.

Husna who saw the arrival of Melati, immediately smiled sumringah and immediately stepped forward, making his step,

"Dear baby, why did you come out? Are you waiting for mom?" Ask Husna so confidently.

"Mother! Why did you come here?!" Melati approached her mother, then pulled her arm to take her away from the school building.

"Yes, of course, want to meet your homeroom teacher, it's a good thing that Nana's mom told this to you before." Husna replied casually and still smiled widely.

"Mom shouldn't have come."

"Why? Are you angry because you're late? Yes, I'm sorry, I'm late for having to get everything ready."

"What mom still doesn't realize either, I don't want mom to come to school with mom's looks like this. I'm ashamed mom, all my friends' parents have nice looks, while mom, mom always look shabby." Reveal the story without hesitation.

Husna, who had heard the painful words, came out of the mouth of his beloved daughter, a thousand languages. He was completely astonished, looking at his daughter's face which at that time looked so fiery when talking to him.

"So, are you ashamed?" Husna asked with her lips that seemed to tremble accompanied by her eyes that seemed to start to look glassy.

"Yes! I'm ashamed because mom always dresses shabby! I'm ashamed! I don't want to be the laughingstock of my classmates!"

"Hooo, that's how it looks." Husna began to look down and smiled softly.

"Yes, yes, yes, it is appropriate that you are ashamed to have a mother like this, eemm let alone you son, mother herself may be embarrassed if you have a mother like this, who always looks shabby." He added, who now began to shed his tears.

Jasmine for a moment fell silent, looked at the sad face of her mother and began to feel guilty, but again the spirit of selfishness teenagers still mastered it, but again, he did not change his mind to let his mother join the class.

"Go home, ma'am." Said Melati with a tone that began to soften.

"Yes, yeah, it's okay, you should go home." Husna quickly wiped back her tears and smiled back in front of Melati.

"No boy, no! You don't have to beg me, I'm going home. You should be self-aware, you don't deserve to join other parents." Husna felt pain in his heart, but in front of Melati, he tried to smile as if nothing had happened.

Melati was just silent and rushed to return to her class, but Husna called back to her so that Melati's footsteps suddenly stopped again.

"Why else, ma'am?"

"This eemm, I have brought yams and cucumbers from our garden to your homeroom teacher. This take it, give it to her and please say hello to mother."

Jasmine hesitantly finally grabbed the package given by her mother, then without saying anything more, she immediately left, leaving Husna still standing in her place, who at that time was still silent looking at the departure of his daughter.

With lethargic steps, Husna finally began to step away, leaving the school area that he did not enter. Husna continued to tread slowly, bringing pain and disappointment to the words of his daughter who turned out to be ashamed to introduce herself to her friends. Along the way Husna continued to cry in silence, occasionally he wiped his tears which turned out to still drip unstoppably.

Husna, who has always been proud of Melati, who always prioritizes Melati above all else, but it turns out that it is not enough to make Melati also behave like that, Melati who is growing up, is now embarrassed to admit it.

Melati went back into the classroom with the package, and,

"Dear, why so long?"

"Yes, sorry sir,"

"Then, what did you bring?"

Melati looked at the package, initially she did not intend to give the care of her mother to the homeroom teacher, because she was embarrassed if only giving sweet potatoes and cucumbers. But at that time because it had been asked, then there was no other choice, but to give it.

"Eeem this sir, I just remembered I brought this, the deposit of my mother who was unable to attend." Melati hesitantly handed over the parcel she held to her homeroom teacher.

"Oh yeah, is this Melati?"

"It's nothing sir, just yams and cucumbers, the harvest from our garden." Answer Melati slowly.

Contact all his friends except Nana, immediately chuckled amusedly, when he found out that Melati's mother only brought sweet potatoes and cucumbers.

"Hahaha, I think your mother brought you warm clothes or Mel's bag." Toss one of his friends.

"Oh or at least a scarf for the winter, why even cucumber hahaha." Add one more.

Some of the parents of the students also seemed to laugh and smile, It also suddenly made Melati lower her head and feel more embarrassed, she was getting annoyed, he was getting annoyed, also began to regret handing the parcel to his homeroom class.

"If you know this, I should just throw it away." Ketus Jasmine in heart.

"Hey, hey, it can't be like that huh! whatever a gift from someone, we must appreciate it, must not look at its value." Speech homeroom.

Melati's friends who initially laughed, now began to shut up and tried to hold back their laughter.

"Thank you very much Melati, tell your mother too."

Melati also nodded and immediately moved towards her chair with her head continuously lowered.

"Have jasmine, do not take their words." Nana's whispers are trying to spread Melati.

"I'm ashamed Na, they always laugh at me." Complain Jasmine.

"Well how else, this is the risk if people who live mediocre lives like us, attend the most prominent school in the village, he said, the content is definitely the average rich people in this village."

Jasmine was just a languid silence.

...Seriate......