The Son of Mr. Gifari
The orphanage?
I haven't seen my good uncle in a week. For some reason my heart grew emptier, like an angel who came to comfort comfort me when I was fragile and went and disappeared somewhere? I managed to persuade him to want to go home at that time, making Maya's mother glad to meet the good uncle who brought me home. I miss the caress and the rubbing of her hands in my head, I don't know when we'll meet again. I miss his shady face.
I've never been absent from visiting the graves of my father and mother. From sunrise to sunset I faithfully sat there screaming and complaining about many things to mom and dad. Sometimes I saturate and choose silence and finally fell asleep pillowed with the grave.
"But the saint has no family anymore. His father is Makassar, and his mother is a paddock. They're the same2 nomads in this town. Would you let me babysit the kid? "
"No, Maya. Let's just put him in an orphanage. He will also be treated well. I want us to focus on our household I just want to live with you and the child born from your womb. Please understand, baby, "
The shadow of the quarrel between Maya's mother and her husband swirled in my brain. I don't understand what they're worrying about? All I know is that Maya's husband wasn't happy with me. I looked up at the sky, the clear sky without the slightest cloud perched there.
I don't want to trouble anyone, this little me just wants to live with my parents. I do 2 have no family other than the two, how is my fate now? School also felt I was reluctant, there was no more enthusiasm in doing everything even playing even though I was no longer tasteful. Ms. Maya is the person who cares about me the most until now she always brings me home food in the morning, afternoon and night. He forced me to go home and live with him but I refused! I don't want to leave my house. There are too many memories in that house. And again, I was so afraid to look at the face and two eyes of Bu Maya's husband who seemed to want to swallow me round 2.
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Tok tok tok tok
I looked towards the old wooden door there, like a guest? What's Maya's mom? Ah yes it could be? it was morning and he would deliver food again. A beautiful smile adorned my lips, I quickly ran towards the door.
Chequelek
Ah apparently not Maya ma'am, I guessed wrong, my beautiful smile faded. I stared fixedly at the tall figure in front of my face, who is this uncle?
"Holy Assalamaualaikum, "the sap is soft with a smile. I fell silent, what is it that this person came here for? who is this guy? Arrived2 the middle-aged man squatted in front of me.
"Uncle can come in, son?" he rubbed a swab of my unraveled hair, apparently a good person. I just kept quiet and followed the uncle into my little house.he then sat on one of the wooden chairs that if occupied would make a strange sound.
"Waalaikumussalam, uh Maya ma'am?" tell that uncle. Mom Maya immediately snatched me from uncle's lap, his face was 2 bent as if holding something.I ended up in his lap.
"Sorry, what do you need to do when you come to the Holy House? " look Maya ma'am staring at the moustached uncle near her.
"Anyone has the right to visit an orphan. Moreover, I am the head of the village here, Suci benar2 is my responsibility now Maya ma'am. "
"I've talked about this with my dad before, right? I will take care of this child. "strictly Maya ma'am clutches me tighter. I witnessed for myself how the moustached uncle sighed and massaged his forehead. Is he dizzy?
"Mrs Maya knows and knows herself, right? How's mom's husband? She disagrees with mom on this custody issue. I don't want Saints to suffer because Mom Maya's husband doesn't want her to live together. " I'm trying to examine this conversation between two adults near me. Are they talking about me?
"I'll talk about it again, I'm sure my husband wants to sir. Please sir, only I understand and understand this child the most." said Maya, her voice began to tremble. I still do not understand the purpose of their conversation, it's just that I began to be confused to hear the sound of Maya's mother shaking to make my tears about to fall.
"How many times have we talked about this Maya ma'am, and it didn't produce any results at all. Same mother and husband2 hard, please don't make this innocent child's life worse. Saints will stay in the orphanage, there's much better."
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The orphanage? My eyes are perfectly rounded, what is an orphanage? I looked at the uncle sitting in front of me, I felt troubled to hear the last sentence he said earlier. Where are they taking me? I looked up at Maya's face, hoping that she would answer all the questions in my mind. Ms Maya looked back at me too, her eyes looking glassy, as if she understood what this little girl was thinking.
"Holy Tides must have been taken there, I myself will take him. From tonight the Holy Child will stay in my house, before leaving for the orphanage tomorrow." My eyes are watering, and the crystal is ready to fall on my cheeks. No. I'm not going where2! I'll just stay at my house! I'm not going with anyone! I then rebelled from the lap of Maya ma'am, I want to hide from this 2nd man!
"Holy! " mam Maya grabbed my hand blocking it strong.
"Holy doesn't want to live in an orphanage! No Want!! No Want!! Release him!!! " i bit Maya's hand, she screamed in pain. I used that opportunity to run, yeah! I ran very fast! The uncle tried to chase after me, but sia2. his stomach was too big to be able to run as fast as me. My purpose now is the grave, the tomb of my parents. I'm not going to go and follow anyone! I'll stay with my parents!
