Space Rainbow

The Sustenance is Not Just Material..

Rainbows

"Nin. roughly, what work does it make me so I can add money. "

"What yes Pel.I also do not know.we are still in school.emang yes want to accept the work of school children? "

"Dad too.. " I tried to think hard, but still could not get enlightenment.

Looking towards the scraped pouch, it was still full of unsold bread. I don't know why today only 2 people bought my bread this morning. Tumbens.

I messed up my hair.

"You want to take a break in the mail in Pel class? " Tanya Nina, and she got up from her seat.

"Dad I want to be here.. "

"I'm going to the cafeteria for a bit.. "

I'm nodding. Then I lay my cheeks on both hands that I keep on the table.

"Hi the baker.kasian his bread is slavish.so do not doubt! " Evelyn was joking and entered with her ladies. Sitting on the table while smiling snidely at me.

I didn't press her, and left the classroom.

"Heehh. Where are you going! "

I ran down the school corridor and through 12th grade to the library.

While crossing one of his classes, which I believe to be the Lembayung tea class, I saw in Lembayung tea sitting down holding his temple.

Why Lembayung tea? Is he sick?

Lembayung Tea certainly does not know me, but I know him because he is the most beautiful upperclassman according to his underclassmen like me.

The figure is gentle and friendly to everyone, no wonder many male students admire it.

About 3 months ago, I was able to help Lembayung tea that collapsed in the toilet. I don't know why I was worried, and I shamelessly decided to go to her class. Afraid he'll faint again.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

I knocked on his classroom door 3 times, and he turned his head towards me.

He was aghast,

"That's sick again? " I asked, walking closer to him.

"Lumayan. again this dizziness.. thanks yaa... have been care! you're in 11th grade, right? whose class is at the very end ?"

"Eh.. ko teteh know? " I chuckle.

"I've seen you get into class... " While chuckling, Lembayung tea fixed his veil.

"Can I help you with tea? " Tanyaku cuddled, watching him move from his seat.

"Ga anything.. btw, whose name are you? "

"Tea bell... Rainbows... "

"Ma is Allah.it is very good for your name. lest your mother give you a hand, there is a rainbow.. "

"Ngga ko tea... In fact, he said I was born at midnight and it was raining heavily.. "

"Ooh so. if I was born in the evening just like Lembayung. hence in the name of Lembayung.. "

"Name teteh is also good...so beautiful tea..Lembayung tea is still dizzy? do I need to get some water or food? "

"Ga need gapapa ko. thanks yaa. call Ayung tea aja, let it be familiar.. "

"Daddy tea, if so I say come out first.. " Netraku was fixed on the stomach of Ayung tea which did look a little different.

I shook my head, putting aside the negative thoughts Nina spoke of.

But if it is already the same marriage A Dusk mah. ya natural it is. it is already legal..

"Let's tea... "

"Dad Pel. once again thanks yaaa... "

"Sama-sama tea... "

"Ehh yesah tea.. Wa'alaykumussalam.. "

I walked to the door and came out of Ayung tea classroom, call Ayung tea aja yes, he said to be familiar.

Ayung Tea is very good..it is very beautiful, soft, friendly. akh anyway the dream girl of every guy deh. I'm a girl who's amazed, especially guys.

Hmmm...

I looked at the tip of the foot, then turned to the hand, and held my head.

Looking at the compass-branded boots that have been stripped and bladus, the black faded at meal time and this is also the shoes given by the mother when entering High School first.

He said the prize for being able to enter a favorite and superior school.

Look at the skin of my feet and hands.some black and dark never touched the treatment and only I oles cheap lotion whose price is only seven thousand, even then... if there is any profit left from the sale.

Hhh..

I let out a rough sigh, while walking towards the toilet. Enter into it just to see the reflection of yourself in the mirror.

Too bad you are Pela. Look at that face of yours!

Somewhat dull and unkempt, although not a single pimple appeared on the face.. But never polished skincare or powder. Just a facial moisturizer that I apply thin only so that the skin of the face is protected from sunlight while cycling.

What a stark contrast to the figure I just met, Ayung tea looks very well preserved.. His skin was as white as snow, his clothes and anything he wore looked expensive as well as classy.

Never mind..

Why to complain..

Everyone is born different, right?

Everyone has their own destiny. There are people who are destined to be full of happiness, there are also the opposite.

I never asked to be born into a poor family..

But being born into a poor family is not a mistake. The real mistake is when we do not want to rise from poverty and become rich.

There is no time to complain..

Time goes on and on.And it would be better for me to think about what I will do in the future with the current conditions.

Rejeki has been arranged by the Supreme Regent. All get different portions, regardless of the effort and effort I put in.

We may hate this life, may be disappointed, may be angry. But remember the old advice, no sailor ever damages his own ship. He'll take care of his ship until he can get to the last port. Then don't wreck your life ship until he arrives at his last pier.

That's a quote I read from a famous writer by the pen name Tere liye.

We cannot choose from which family we are born, whether from a family rich in blue blood? or from a poor family who muddled with dust. Can we ask the Creator of life, to want to grow in the womb of what mother? or what kind of father genes?

Can't do.

Everyone is born perfect according to his nature.holy and innocent.

"Pelaaaa... "

I climbed up and came out of the daydream. Nina had stood behind and patted my shoulder.

"Why are you daydreaming in the toilet?did you first not want to come in? what if you take the genie!" Nina said as she led me out.

"Why the Pel? don't dream! I bought a batagor for you. Hayuu purposely wrapped so we can eat in class!"

I nodded, following Nina from behind.

Akh.. Nina.

Whether I can redeem or not your kindness, almost every day you buy me food.

I never asked..

May Allah repay your kindness, Nin.

It turns out that sustenance is not only about the material, having good friends and loving us as is is one of the priceless sustenance.

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