Simiskin And Rich Woman

hospital

Have you ever felt things like me, thinking about what you think so that you make yourself sad and not necessarily direction, want me to go back to elementary school first, he said, the activities I do are just playing and playing not thinking too much about the future and eating and sleeping regularly. There is no strong young man or woman, there they do not show their sadness or cleverly cover everything with a face every day without anyone knowing it.

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"Build poss, let's look at maria" said my friend who always hugged me either leaving or going to school call it a trio, he is set in the same background as me, which is a broken home child, he is also one of the tanks in my gank when we face the opponent, but his father was a surgeon and his economy was arguably above average.

I woke up and realized the classroom was just me and it turned out my friend was waiting for me in the parking lot to visit Maria together, I immediately finished my book and went straight to the parking lot to pick up my friend who was waiting for me.

There was a certain pleasure in my heart, was I going to meet maria?, or was school over?, I don't know if my heart is pounding, it feels immediately want to know the news of maria as soon as possible so that there is no fear and anxiety anymore, before long Arhan instructed to leave first, and I was with the trio told Arhan to accompany him to buy parcels. Finally we all went to visit Mary and my heart was getting worse.

until we are at the fruit sales place not far from the hospital where maria was treated, he said, while my other friends have already entered the hospital area and told Arhan to find a room for how much maria is treated, if you have met directly told us to tell us especially while I, who is not, arhan and the trio buy the parcels first. We also leave.

"Bu ask for help this fruit is wrapped a good yes" ask arhan to the fruit seller.

"Well son, what fruit do you want the parcels?" ask back to the seller to arhan, continue to choose the fruit one by one then given to the seller so that immediately made briefs. I asked in my heart "why should be good, even added biyaya bangkis later we, usually also if the other look just make ordinary crackle" with a face looks astonished, unfortunately, Arhan and the trio noticed my face change.

I also spontaneously replied "why should it be wrapped nice nice, han? "  keep me to the direction without insinuating when the other friend's look.

"Yes no papa let me look good" replied arhan lightly, look trio's face that feels astonished too. Ah arhan is like that, from there I know he is not only looking for attention in front of the teacher but to the beautiful woman at school. "About the mentang osis lu" I murmured in my heart.

Then I burned my leftover cigarettes at the school while waiting for the mother fruit seller to make the parcel, he seemed to be careful to put the fruit and he made as neat as possible so that the buyer felt satisfied, he said, the same is the case with food in expensive restaurants whose food is wrapped as neatly as possible, but I think the fruit is still fruit and food is still food we want what still ends we will put in the stomach, different from flowers, what we want to eat, if the flowers are wrapped as beautifully as possible I can not papa because the flowers can not be inserted into the stomach, maybe it all becomes the attraction of the buyer or differentiator from other sellers.

"This is my son" the seller as he walked towards Arhan.

"how much mom?" ask arhan.

"120 thousand, son" replied the fruit seller, 120 Thousand in my opinion has been fairly expensive because it contains only how many fruits and it can be found in the market malioboro market at a fairly cheaper price. Then Arhan took out the money that had been collected earlier and fortunately the money fit only more than 2 thousand rupiah, before long I, Khan and the trio followed my friend who had been in the hospital first.

The three of us arrived at the hospital, and the Arhan then opened a class group and there was already a maria treated in what room, the three of us went straight there, too, can't wait to see the news of maria, I'm confused why the closer to the room maria treated, I can't feel this is what is called love? it makes the owner feel that the world belongs to him. My heart is lost not knowing the direction, there is a sense of pleasure alone and awkward, its own, I could only murmur in my heart while walking down the hallway of a quiet and slightly smelling of medicine typical of the hospital, I also arrived in front of the room maria, he said, the trio in front of me and in front of the trio of arhan, arhan immediately opened the door there was already a lot of my friends, and maria was sitting in the middle of them, his face was so pale that I felt compassion in myself.