
"The beginning of my story."
It was a cold morning, so cold that it felt piercing to the bone when it was still around 05:00 a.m. Time that can be said is still time to dream beautifully with a warm blanket, but not with a young girl who has now woken up and scavenged the coffers of rupiah.She Fitri Leatari, a 17-year-old girl,having an education in class XI SMAN 6 near Kebayoran Baru, young girl with slightly brownish hair, long shoulder length, slick eyes with eyelashes rather short but flattened, flattened,sharp nose and small lips and natural red, height of approximately 150 cm slender body, and ,but the skin looks a bit dark maybe because it is often exposed to the sun when he works part-time after cellar in the morning work as a service porter to bring groceries for those who need his services in the market.As this morning he is being trained to bring the two baskets that he had been carrying while following the owner of the vegetables, actually the capacity of the goods he was carrying now exceeded the limit of his ability, however,he still tried to force his ability all he did for the sake of two valuable people, namely his grandmother and sister Girah grandmother, the name of his grandmother who worked as a neighbor's laundry labourer,Dance has often told her grandmother to stop working, but her grandmother always said that just relying on Dance a person will not be enough to meet daily needs, but her grandmother always said,not to mention his sister SPP who is in arrears 1 month not to mention his own SPP has also been in arrears 2 months, too,his grandmother's statement that always managed to silence his mouth by being forced to let his grandmother work part-time even though sometimes his heart feels sore.
"Mom if the shopping is done" asked Tari to the mothers who served this morning.
"Why?tired of my groceries let me find someone else" replied the mother in a rude tone while pulling her shopping cart.
" Ja.jangan ma'am do not replace me, I I really need the money ma'am" replied the dance.
"Well, let's go again, don't waste my time." Answer the mother
"Wage you" said the mother, giving her twenty thousand rupiah". Dari also received the money and did not forget he was grateful, then the white car passed away, but Tari still did not move from where he stood he continued to look at his hard-earned money this morning.
"Oh my God, how can I pay off my brother's SPP while to eat is still not enough.
Then Dari stepped away, and got ready to go to school.
Hello everyone!!!! happy reading, please understand if there is an error in writing because I am still a beginner.