The Child Ignored

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Arriving at the farm I started helping other workers clean the stables.

After all the work, I prepared to go to the restaurant because the clock was showing at 4 o'clock.

Working as a waitress at this restaurant I had a year ago. And the money I save for the college application fee later, because I'm not a smart person, so I can't possibly expect to get a scholarship. I plan to apply for college next year. Although the new school year will have money, but for other costs I have to ask who? I'm nobody now, no Danu sir helped me get an education.

At 11 o'clock at night, I broke my body. But these eyes feel reluctant to be closed, I even thought of the words mbak Niken this afternoon, his advice ringing in my mind. It seems that what Niken said is true.

No matter how hard I refuse and try to stay away, if it is my destiny to meet and be close to him, I will not be able to fight against destiny. My mind is now starting to open, it's time I started thinking about how to deal with it.

I tried to close my eyes, hoping my mind would calm down, I breathed deeply. I decided I wanted to start over.

Although it is still difficult later to be able to accept, let alone see him living well, my heart feels hot. But I should be able to. My life won't be quiet if I stay like this.

It is better if I am ignorant, do not shy away from him, even if he recognizes me yes I ignore it, anyway I will open anyone him again, if he wants to consider me his son, if he wants to consider me his son, it's up to him, but to me he's not my parents.

After wrestling my mind, I don't know what time I fell asleep. What is clear is that now I wake up because I hear the sound of the dawn prayer that I put on the musholla near where I live.

Still reluctant to wake up, but my eyes no longer want to be closed. Finally I set foot into the bathroom to take ablution and fulfill my duty as a Muslim.

The sun is not so visible because it is blocked by clouds. Maybe it will rain today, because the weather is so cool. I pray that the rain falls when I have finished delivering chicken to some restaurant subscription to the Danu ranch.

My prayer was granted. It rained a little after I got home. I was lucky because when I delivered all the farm produce earlier I was not rained. It's just that right now I have to go to Niken's mother's house to help him distribute food and a little fortune to the widows, widows, and orphans in the village where we live. Hopefully the rain will subside soon.

Not wanting to make mbak Niken worried, I chose to walk through the rain with an umbrella available in the hut house where I live.

On my way to Niken's house, there was a box car and a Fortuner car. Who is the guest who is now at home mbak Niken? if for the box car I clearly know that the car came to deliver an order of two hundred boxes of rice our order. But Fortuner's car, who is he?

I said hello and after getting an answer from inside I stepped in, there were five people sitting in the guest chair, and then Niken she was seen sitting together with a woman.

At first glance I feel familiar with their faces. But who? i've forgot.

Ma'am Niken got up from her seat and introduced me to all her guests.

" Mas Riko, here I am "just come closer.

" Sir, Ma'am, Mas Sahrul, introduce this Mas Riko, he who has been helping me manage the farm of the late father's legacy "I smiled while nodding at everyone.

" I'm Laila, her future father-in-law Niken, and this is my husband's name is Yanto, and my son's name is Sahrul. She's Niken's husband-to-be"." said the woman introduced her family to me.

" i am Riko, sorry if I have interfered, please can continue the business first "my answer because it feels bad to have been present in the middle of their conversation.

" Riko, no papa, sit down. Incidentally there are you, mbak here also all want something to be discussed with you really "

Ma'am Niken allowed me to sit down, I had no other choice. I chose to sit down with them.

It turned out that they were talking about the catering for the wedding reception later, and the two people sitting by my side turned out to be people from the restaurant where Mbak Niken ordered food for today, I will be reserving for the wedding later.

Now my question has been answered without me having to ask this.

After everything was done, the people from the restaurant came back. And now me and Mbak Niken and assisted by Sahrul her future husband began to distribute food from house to house.

Thank God even though it is still raining, it does not dampen our intention to share. In the midst of the heavy rain we came to the house one by one using an umbrella.

I can't deny his words. I sat waiting for him in the living room. Soon after, Niken came with her future husband.

" Riko, this is mas Sahrul, my future husband. I was preached to Sahrul about two years ago. We got married after I graduated. The late father and mother also knew Sahrul, they blessed our relationship. But they could not see our wedding. You're Riko I've considered like my own sister. Because later when I and Sahrul get married will live with him in Bandung, then my farm will leave everything to you. Please manage the father's heritage farm well, I trust you. And I ask you to try to find additional employees to deliver and send orders. Because Sahrul will enroll you in college. "

" the new employee? going to college? "

" yes, you just watch and give orders. And you're going to college, as you wish "

" well then I'll find a new employee, it's just that, for college I can't yet mbak "

" why? " this time it was not Mbak Niken who asked, but mas Sahrul her future husband.

" I plan to go to college next year. "

" if you can now why next year? " tanya mbak Niken.

" my money isn't enough mbak, mas "

" Riko, you don't have to think about the cost. All my responsibility, you learn well enough there later, " said mas Sahrul

" but.."

" don't refuse Riko's fortune, it's not good "between mbak Niken

" well, thanks. I'm ready for college. "

" that's dong, mbak kan seneng dengernya. Tomorrow please bring here your files, so they can be registered directly. "

" mom tomorrow? isn't it a new school year? "

" it's okay dong, good intentions should not be delayed, the sooner the better. "

" well tomorrow I'll drop off. Then I want to clean up on the farm "

" yes, be careful "

" let's go, mbak, assalamualaikum "

" wa'alaikumsalam," they answered in unison. Not until I came out of the door, I was called again by Ms. Niken.

" Riko, wait for Rik "

" yes, mbak, what's wrong? ", i saw Ma'am Niken running after me, and behind her was her husband-to-be mas Sahrul who seemed to be carrying some boxes of food.

" this you bring for you and the workers there "

" thank you mbak, mas" I said while receiving food from mas Sahrul.

I carry the food that has been put in a large red crackle. On arrival at the farm I distributed it to five workers here.

The work on the farm was done and I started to continue my afternoon activities. Get ready to go to work at a Japanese restaurant. Even though my college will be paid for by Sahrul, I have to keep working so that I can build my own business.