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Episodes 10

*Four Years Later

"Congratulations! finally you are a scholar too, ouw yah? um..if next week I can take a day off, yes Insya Allah I came to your graduation day, ok wa'alaikumussalam!" I said hang up.

Finally, one by one my friends already hold a bachelor's degree and diploma, while I only just sit in High School, in a metropolitan city like this it is very difficult to find a job that is a little decent if only rely on high school diplomas, most ration-jatohnya just be a shop waiter, restaurant waitress, restaurant waitress, laundry or a cofee shop waitress like what is now my routine.

Since graduating from High School, almost every year I always pleaded with abi so that I could continue my education to the level of strata one, but abi was still loyal to the answer that only one word was "La" which comes from Arabic implied the meaning "No" in Indonesian, with the condition of brother Hilwa who seemed to have no miracle to recover from the coma, it felt my request was very impossible to be granted by abi.

Several times I tried to take an online-based test at one of the state universities, which he said was free of charge including SPP fees every semester, was definitely included in the scholarship path, he said, and I wasn't even sure if I was going to have a chance to graduate, and it's true that my name wasn't on the graduation list at all, I convinced myself with a thousand nods because the only ones who have the guts to follow the path of scholarship are people with above average IQs, not people like me, maybe I was just dreaming and trying, he said, the result is still not the best.

Face to face with friends who are currently wearing neat clothes and look authoritative, of course, cause a little awkwardness for me to greet them, with them, I don't know lately I've been feeling like everything's getting mixed up, sometimes I feel proud to see those who have been successful but do not deny the feeling I also more often feel disappointed with this self that only moves at zero, only, it was even hard for me to move on to the next number.

"Enjoy! about what clothes yes, which fit me to wear later ?" I asked umi, scattering a few pieces of clothing that I currently compare to choose the one I deserve to wear at the event.

"Where is Salwa going?" asked Umi with a slightly different look, thinking I might be a little suspicious of me just in case I would meet someone who was certainly not my mahrom.

"This, Fasya ngundang me at his graduation day event later next week umi" he explained

"Ow!!! that one, it seems suitable for Salwa to wear on the show" concluded Umi, how can I wear clothes recommended by Umi, not anything just that I am a little inferior, he said, I haven't bought new clothes in a long time, among all my clothes, which I wear almost every day.

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After the maghrib prayer, the three of us and abi were enjoying the iftar meal just a few simple menu dishes, currently it is not time to welcome the month of Ramadan but it has become our routine to always fast sunah on Monday and Thursday even other sunnah fasts.

"Salvas?" this time, I called out to you sound so soft.

"Yes Abi?" I keep chewing food.

"Ouw that Pak Fahri is well bi? alaika wa alaihissalam Allah! mr. Fahri is a good man huh bi!" it felt like a mediocre conversation I continued to chew, as soon as the atmosphere began to look silent again, this time I directed my gaze at umi and abi, looks like the face of umi as if giving a signal to abi and vice versa with abi.

"immies? Abi's? what the hell is it?" I looked one by one at their faces, the behavior of abi and umi increasingly raises various questions in this head.

"So gini Salwa, was abi with Pak Fahri chat long enough, pak Fahri was not a random person, he was a director, he had a large company in Jakarta, he had a big company, we also had a chance to talk about the best mate" back then I also looked cynically abi, whether abi would match me with a man who was the same age as him, which I like to say with the name om.

"I mean abi?" I just kind of insisted a little.

"Fahri saw Salwa in the first place, he really likes you! we've agreed to introduce Salwa to her son!" almost my heart exploded, fortunately my guess missed, but still there was no happy expression that I presented before abi and umi but a look of uninspired eyes with my mouth that kept silencing.

"Aalwa's? how's Nak? mr Fahri also promised that later you guys are fooled he will bear all the hospital costs of your brother?" I was a little surprised, could it be that Abi was intending to sell me to the rich man.

"Abi? does Abi still think of me as abi's son? so that the future of Salwa was able to pawn with the value of rupiah? abi did all this just for brother hilwa, abi never once thought of the feeling of salwa!" I firmly with tears, maybe this time my words sound very rude, but that's the conclusion I digest from the sentence abi, umi just greeted me with her sad face without saying anything.

"Your path is Salwa! 'tapras!' " apparently abi was so furious, that he dared to throw a slap on my left cheek, I had never seen this angry abi se, nor was this the first time I had gotten physical violence from abi, she said, umi, who had witnessed abi's harsh treatment of me, immediately got up from her seat and walked up to me, couldn't do anything but cry and hold me.

"Children like you, don't know how lucky!!! still mending there are rich people out there who like you, told to live a good life even do not want! do you want to live suffering constantly? suffice it that the umi and abi who suffer, inevitably, like not like next week you still ta'aruf, that's abi's decision" not to mention lost the heat on my left cheek, I'm afraid, abi kept pointing his index finger at me, with his sharp gaze making me even more afraid to look at him.

"Pig! already abi, hiiiikss..hiikss, umi did not think that abi's hand to dare touch the children of umi" just a gentle ban that came out of the mouth of umi, while occasionally he wiped my tears.

Abi just looked at me cynically then he rushed towards the room, it felt like this time, long enough I enjoyed dinner to the point that I had to be forced to shed tears.

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