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Chapters 10. Poetry for Mom.

Before going to Yuan school, Alin entrusts Marlina to her neighbor Melan so that she can freely follow the celebration of mother's day together with Yuan without interference.

After previously Yudi refused to take care of Marlina, because her husband wanted to go fishing with his friends rather than taking care of children and the house.

"I'm sorry Miss, Alin ngerepotin Mr this time." Alin handed Marlina to Ms. Melan along with a bag containing a bottle of milk as well as several other baby necessities.

Melan holds Marlin. "It's okay, Alin, I told you. If Alin bothered, just titipin Marlina the same Mr," he said it's okay.

"Thank you Miss, after the Yuan school event is over, Alin will be here again soon to take Marlina," said Alin.

"Yes, equally," Melan replied then looked at Yuan. "Hopefully the show is smooth, yes" he told Yuan.

"Thank you Ih (Tante)," Yuan replied.

Alin kissed Marlina's cheek, as did Yuan. He kissed and rubbed his little sister's face before leaving. "I'll borrow Mama for a second, De. Dede don't be fussy and don't repotin Iih Melan ya," he whispered as he glanced at Melan.

Alin and Melan smiled. "Yes Sturdy, let's go," Alin asked later.

"Yes Ma" Yuan replied, waving his hand to Melan and her sister.

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School.

The bustling atmosphere in Yuan's schoolyard was palpable, especially the kindergarten school students brought along their mothers and important relatives.

Then at the end there was a stage decorated in such a way that beautiful, and chairs lined up neatly for the mothers to sit, in order to watch the appearance of their sons and daughters.

Yuan was so enthusiastic, he hurried to pull his mother's hand closer to the stage so that he could see more clearly how the place for him was performing.

"What a good one!" yang Yuan exclaimed with excitement, as he jumped up and clapped his hands pointing towards the stage.

Alin smiled and nodded quickly. "Yes good Koh."

"Mama will sit in front of ya, let's see solid perform!" yang Yuan exclaimed as he patted the front seat.

"Yes dear," replied Alin according to.

Yuan exclaimed happily, then gathered together with his classmates because Bu Hera had called all his students to gather in class and make preparations for the stage.

While Alin sat in the chair provided by the school and Alin chatted with the mothers of his classmate Yuan, who was sitting nearby.

"So this is Mr Yuan's mother?" ask Lusi, Her mother is Deri.

"Yes," replied Alin courteously.

"If I were Deri's mother, Lusi."

Alin smiled. "If I'm Alin Ms" he replied.

"If I'm An Nio, Ani's mother."

They get to know each other in the school environment and exchange experiences in taking care of children, as well as talking about each other's personal lives.

Not long after, the event began. A select few gave their best words of welcome to fill the mother's day event at school. And after the words of the celebration were finished, the event was filled with entertainment followed by all kindergarten students.

Alin clapped his firmer hands as he watched Yuan take the stage along with his classmates.

"Yes!" alin waved his hand.

While Yuan smiled happily at the sight, he puffed his small chest with his face looking up.

"This song is dedicated to Mama who has given birth and also raised us lovingly!" say the children on stage before singing the song, in accordance with the guide of Bu Hera and also their training during this time.

Shortly after they saluted, the music was turned on and they began to sing together in a harmonious and compact choir.

🎶🎶🎶

Love of mother ... From beta ... Infinite all the time ... Just give ... Not expected to return ... As the sun shines on the world ...

Love of mother ... From beta ... Infinite all the time ... Just give ... Not expected to return ... As the sun shines on the world ...

...***...

Applause filled the entire school yard after the song was performed. Alin waved his hand to Yuan and gave his two thumbs up for being proud of his son's bravery.

Then the school event continued with poetry readings and Bu Hera pointed to Yuan as the lucky child who would recite a special poem on this mother's day.

Alin was so shocked and unexpected when Yuan was appointed to recite a poem, because all he knew was that Yuan was only filling songs in his class choir.

His heart was pounding and he was worried about the poetry his son would read. Because during practice at home he did not guide Yuan or had never listened to the content of the poem.

Yuan looked at his mother and smiled, then looked at the poem he had written along with Bu Hera and picked up the poem from the song Mama Hao (Good Mama).

With the help of Ms. Hera and the guidance and training of her teachers during her time at school, Yuan was finally brave and wanted to bring the poem on this important day.

While Alin glazed over when he saw Yuan standing on the stage, he felt that Yuan looked so handsome and also shining.

At once hope for Alin's sake resurfaced for his son and one of them was that he wanted Yuan to become a real man, who could boast of his family when he grew up.

"This poem I dedicate to all the mothers who are here" Yuan said after greeting and saluting.

Then after the atmosphere returned to silence, Yuan began to read his poem.

...MOM'S GOOD....

In this world, I am just the best mother

A child with a mother like mustika

Being in mom's arms

Enjoying endless happiness

Not having the most worried mother

A child without a mother is like grass

Separated from mom's embrace

Where to find happiness

In this world, I am just the best mother

The child who has a mother does not realize it

When he finds out

In a dream, he will smile.

...***...

"Thank you to Mama, your services are so unrequited. Since childhood Mama always took care of me and also took care of me, I really love Mama. Happy Mother's Day ... "

All the mothers each hugged their children, they felt sad when the children were paying homage to their mothers as a form of gratitude. By washing their mother's legs, then prostrate under her feet and give a flower after all that is done.

And for Yuan's friends who no longer had mothers, they brought grandmothers, aunts or anyone who had been instrumental in taking care of them from childhood.

No exception with Yuan, after he finished reciting the poem, he got off the stage and walked carefully to his mother's seat while carrying a basin filled with clean water, then crouched down to wash his mother's legs.

Yuan did so painstakingly and afterwards he prostrated with great reverence. Then give a sprig of flowers and do not forget to kiss the cheek for his mother.

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