Nadira (forgotten)

*You want to take me back, son?

...You must be strong...

...Don't lose the same situation ...

...Sometimes we have to step back for a moment...

...Before we can move forward again...

...At the right time....

Remembering Satya's saying that I have to be a tough woman like Anjani's mother. Yes I have to be strong, can't be whiny like this. I remove my tears that have fallen. I hold my body, I take a deep breath and exhale slowly. It takes strength to be a tough woman. Okay I will decide to be a tough woman from now on. Let's see tomorrow what decision you'll make for your son.

I continued step by step into the kitchen continuing my main goal of picking up fruit plates. Perse**n with those who are arguing, anyway protest will not be heard, who am I for them? Just a tool to lift their degrees with all my achievements, because Mita brother sebapakku that can not be relied on, only able to make a roar and a joke.

The forty-day grandfather event went well, we invited orphans and children to the nearest orphanage, so we can be seen well, they said, not sincerely inviting them to instead look for names, there's something I think about, but let it go because it's none of my business. I just want to be calm and continue my life.

The day changed in the morning, the chirping of birds from the garden sounded so melodious. The morning wind blows from the window against my body, and I shall begin my new life. I wear a simple hijab without lace and other knick knacks, still with casual clothes according to my style in combination with a simple hijab, looks pretty too. Seeing ustazah at the event yesterday with his talk about the primacy of women made my heart knocked to try to wear the hijab and at the same time fulfill the obligation to close the aurat as a Muslimah. Yes, although I do not understand very much about religion, but at least my prayer alkhamdulillah never perk, not arrogant huh hehe.

I came out when they were all done with breakfast. I don't know where they are I don't bother, I will live my life by my rules, God willing I don't knit, there's God with me.

I see Papah still sitting at the wheel of his car, glancing at a glance, the collision is not using the driver I thought.

I took out my favorite motorcycle, but suddenly a voice stopped my activity

I raise one eyebrow in wonder at the person who has presented me in this world besides Anjani's mother,

"We are in line, so we can all walk" he said again, as if to understand with my astonishment

" no reward, anyways my goal is not a resto

" then?" tanyanya cut my unfinished sentence

"Emm I want to go to the halfway house first" I replied as needed

"For what?" ask again

Question bo**h, where to stay why? want macul, this guy, if not papah I gave this.

"There is a need to be a while later go straight to the resto" I replied coldly, I should be able to fortify myself this well, so that if someday I am in buanh of his life is not too sick.

"It's okay let's be together, son" she answered like a flush on a withered flower, she called me son? O God, do not thou shalt thou open my heart like this. He admitted that I was his only child when this wall was too high.

Should I be God???

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