RESIDUAL WAGES

I'm Lustered And Proud

My days in the village were busy with the business of selling mixed rice. My life with my uncle is starting to take off. The house that was the roof was leaking and walled with bamboo. Now it can be renovated little by little.

"Thank you son, for your hard work this house is now worth living in." Said uncle while wiping his tears because he was moved.

"This is not a mere effort Via but the efforts of the uncle as well." I said while hugging my uncle.

Tomorrow is my son Zafran's graduation day. All parents of students are invited to attend graduation events at Bina Harapan Elementary School. I didn't expect more from my son, the most important thing is that he graduated it makes me proud.

"Tomorrow morning, the stall is open. Let aunt take care. You just attended the event to Zafran's school." Bi Rina.

"There's plenty of Bi." My speech.

Actually I intend to close my war tomorrow. But because Bi Rina who volunteered to sell tomorrow was forced this morning I bought materials that had been used up to the market. I drove a bike I bought 3 months ago to the market. On the unceasing journey the citizens greeted me. My smile always expands to welcome the warmth of those who are well-wishers. So beautiful living in the village, even just a pleasant question. Stop by, where are you going? But it is an eternal form.

Arriving at the market I bought all the ingredients for the stall. I don't know why I'd love to buy a robe hanging there that's mokka-colored in a store next to the market.

"Mba, can you see the robe?" I said to the shop owner.

"May-may Ma'am" he said kindly as he hooked the stick to pick up the robe hanging over my head.

"This is a new model, Mom, the fabric is very comfortable and soft. You can try ma'am." Said the Shop Owner.

"This is how much mba" I said asking for the price.

"It costs 200 thousand ma'am, can nego a little." Said the Shop Owner.

"If it could be 150 thousand yes Mba" I asked.

"Look at Ma'am, because my store wants to close how if 175 thousand aja. That's the cheapest price, ma'am." Said the Shop Owner.

I counted the money left in my wallet and it was 175 thousand. Without a second thought I bought the robe a stel with the hijab. Every now and then I want to pamper my body in nice clothes. And this robe I'll wear later at my son's graduation. Although in the village SD children farewell event here is also lively as in the city.

Arriving home I tried to put on the robe I bought earlier. From the length to the size is very fitting in my body. As I turned around looking at myself in the unconscious mirror Bi Rina was watching me.

"It's so pretty that it's on your body Via, the color also matches your skin." Bi Rina said praising me.

"Still Bi, this game will be used to the graduation ceremony of Zafran tomorrow." Pleased speech.

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The guardians and their children look neat, so exciting because we walked together to school. Although the distance of 20 minutes is not felt for us because the atmosphere is so warm.

Arriving at the Zafran school stage at his school has been decorated with various colorful knickknacks. Because the front seat is still empty I threw my ass in the front seat.

"Sorry ma'am, for the guardian of the student please sit in the back. Up ahead here to the important invited guests." Said one of the graduation teachers.

Without protesting, I moved and sat in the back even though my heart was a little disappointed.

All of the village heads, and the village devices were invited and sat in the front seat. I saw Sarmila's mother and her husband also sitting in a row there.

After the word welcoming is only announced champion who achieves and the highest score for graduation.

"Well, I'll announce for champion 3. Congratulations to our adek Fahri Sanjaya. Please come forward with his guardian for our documentation." Speak the host.

Then the second champion was announced and then the first.

"For the first champion with the highest score and become the general champion of the district is Zafran Surya Pratama. Congratulations to Zafran for boasting the name of our school and the teachers here. Please allow the student guardians to come forward." Said the Host.

Before going forward, I first remove my tears because of the haru and happy. I didn't expect my son Zafran today to make me so proud. After taking pictures I got off the stage and immediately sat in front like an important guest. I was not allowed to sit in the front seat.

"Silhkan Nak Zafran may have a word to say." Said the principal while giving the mic to Zafran.

"Warrahmatullahi Jabarrakatuh Assalamualikum!" Say hello to Zafran aloud. We also invited guests to answer greetings with enthusiasm.

"First of all I say thank you to Allah and Sholawat to the Prophet Muhammad SAW. Dear teachers, invited guests and friends that I care about. And most especially for my wonderful mother who sat there." Zafran pointed at me.

All the guests lead me to see me at this moment and I am the center of their attention.

"Thank you Mother, because your prayers Zafran can be like this. Zafran just wanted to tell my mother who was witnessed by the fathers and Mothers all that I love her so much. I know that Mother's current cry is a happy cry, this amazing feat is nothing for Zafran to offer compared to His sacrifice. Thank you all this time Mother has been strong and strong to educate and take care of us. Hu hu hu." Zafran was stunned and could no longer continue his words.

I walked onto the stage full of tears and hugged my son tightly. I know what's on my son's mind right now. Zafran was disappointed and injured for not seeing his father on his happy day. I know Zafran wants to show his achievements to his father. But that desire is in the heart.

The invited guests present were no exception they were also stunned to cry from sadness and sadness. I let go of my arms and took Zafran off the stage. The invited guests stood up and clapped their hands hilariously and boisterously.

Today I am very proud and happy. Not because Zafran my son is an accomplished man, but I am proud that Zafran has become an obedient and righteous Son.