The Journey of Child Life Outside of Marriage

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early in the morning when I just got to school, I was immediately visited by the other students. Strange tense must be, what's my fault try????? they came to me like they wanted a demo.

" are you Soraya????"

I just nodded, tense as well.

" you said his adoptive brother was Ilyas sir huh..?"

" ......????"

I guess what , apparently the ice cube man asked, hadehhhhhh.....

" yes, what's the matter with mas... eh sir Ilyas?????"

aaaaaaaaaaa.....

they were instantly hysterical, excited. weird right???? I'm gawking for sure....

" sir Ilyas, what's it like....???"

I scratched my head that covered my hijab, confused as to what to answer......

I'm not close to him, don't be close to talking never. yes I have to say honestly that he's an ice cube man who does not have sensitivity.

do they include fans of the Ilyas mas????

because seliweran story from mouth to mouth mas Ilyas including idol in the princess cottage because his face is different from the faces of native Indonesian.

indeed, they all still want to idolize after knowing the nature and character of him, like me who became hate after being told not to be hated.

but I see from the way they talk and meet face to face in front of me like they are very enthusiastic about wanting to know a lot about the people they idolize.

the time with tenacity I just destroyed their hopes

ok boong little papa is for their good, let them know for themselves.

" how is mbak.....?????"

" well......"

" how's the guy going????"

" that's it, like people in general"

" ah no fun......"

" hehehehe......"

" had he never told me that, who likes him.....????"

I shook my head, really, right???

" have you ever talked about it, you're home....????"

my answer remains the same, just shakes.

" he would rarely go home, often at the cottage"

" ah yes, as far as I'm concerned, he is among the most trusted kang-kang Mbah yai lo , so it's only natural that the time runs out in the cottage"

I just kept quiet to hear their chat, he knew, why ask ma I try?????

my gratitude increases, Alhamdulillah O Allah be on my side

soon the ustadz who taught came.

they were not asked to disband one by one.

And ever since that incident, I've been like a postman, plus a lot of people have been friends with me on the grounds that I could be described as an ice man.

they often have a salutation

nitip goods, even food, of course I do not dare to convey, often I love ma mother.

like today, I brought a paper bag containing wingko tripe.

he said it was Ilyas' favorite food.

hadehhhhh.

" assalamualaikum......."

I said when I entered the house, I kissed the back of my mother's and father's hands sitting in front of the television.

" Wa'alaikum salam...... bring what to nduk....???"

dad asked after seeing me having trouble carrying books and paper bags.

how is it not difficult to try.

my lesson today is tafsir jalalain, hadith, bulugul marom, the book is great.

tebel-tebel all.

" this is Lo, taken from her fans in Ilyas, I,

until no Bu"

I handed the paper bag to my mom.

but it's not the mother's name, the sample must be in front of my eyes, talk loudly, as if telling me if it's been delivered.

" mas Ilyas it can be taken from your fans, earlier who brought nduk aya to distress, eaten gi , pity that became the post, and ketapean"

said the mother pointed to the paper bag that I put next to the television

talk mom also while I'm wrapping sugar using plastic half a kilo. right night.may have just been contacted I told you to go home.

you just said hello dah samein.

and again the ice cube man will not go home if he is not told to go home.

" who did you greet from????"

" Yesterday's feeling I said ma mother, I can only look down malulah, this mother.

Not only that at school I felt I had many friends, chatting jokingly.

many people like to approach me.

this is how it feels to have so many friends

even though their friendship is a mode.

I am thankful to have so many friends.