
the clock shows at five o'clock in the afternoon. Soraya sat in front of the club she had been living in since birth
both of her beautiful eyes were far away glaring at the sky.
occasionally both his eyeballs catch a collection of birds flying want to return to the nest.
there was envy in his little heart, seeing
the birds are free-flying, flocking, with no differences and debate.
different from himself, though,
people always looked at him in disgust, gossiping, had become Soraya's daily food.
"base of an illegitimate child, a pesky carrier "
those are the words that come out of their mouths.
Soraya breathed heavily.
do not feel the bulir tears fall soaking his smooth cheeks.
"nduuukkk"
the call of solace disperse the daydreams of Soraya
she hastily wiped away the tears with the seedy veil she was wearing.
however, he did not want to show all the burden of his sorrow to the dumps
the one who took care of her baby's heart, the,
and he's the only family Soraya has.
it was like knowing how the grandchildren felt
sambaran rubbed Soraya's head
one smile was glimpsed from the wrinkled face of the sewer.
"bahhh"
call her in doubt
Soraya was confused as to whether this question would offend her symbolism or not
"what is Nduk????"
"emmmm........"
sewah simply nodded in response for Soraya to continue her question.
"bah, do we really not have sodara???"
both eyes of Sumpah looked at the afternoon sky, there was sadness that emanated clearly from the look on his face
but he can not always be silent, however the grandson must know.
"same waste your legs used to be from a baby living in a Nduk home, jd sewah g tau".
sewah shook his head
"later it has been evicted, because it stands on the land of dispute"
Soraya seemed to be raising her head, understand.
I hope my grandmother continues her story
"then your brother was raised by his parents Pak kiyai, where you went to school,.
while the child was raised by immigrants from outside the city of Nduk, Nduk,
seimbah jg g know their origin, seimbah jg g ever invited there.
only happy, can get affection from parents who have been in this waste want.
they're good, have one daughter two months older than sewage
but they never discriminate between us".
Soraya rubbed the arm of the sober, and,
giving strength.
" until one day pa'enya sobah called the creator, the worst sad symbol, until sickly.
by forced yu Marmi sodara his stepdad, brought the symbol back to his hometown, his home town,
sybarah can't come, because Sumpah is married to your kakung, he said,
Your brother can not leave the person who took care of him, because at that time, his parents were sickly pak kiyai.
that was Sewah's last meeting with Yu Marmi"
sobah hugged Soraya, hiding the tears that had soaked the wrinkled cheeks of the Grandmother.
"why don't we live in the house that used to live in Mbah great-grandfather????
"his house has been confiscated by loan sharks, houses that you often pass when leaving and going home from school"
slowly2 sober took off his embrace
"let's go in magrib"
invite the solbu, Soraya just nods and follows the steps of the sewer into the gubug reot they live in
soon I saw the Maghrib Adhan echo
through mosque speakers, the nearest musola.
like Muslims in general, Soraya and Sewah immediately carry out their obligations.
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like Soraya's daily habits