Wanitaku Great Warrior

why is she not like you

Since I stayed with Ms. Rita I have been able to concentrate more and more because I can also get enough rest. Miss Rita is like the mother that Allah sent me, she is a widow who has no children. Her husband was a soldier but died while on duty. She told me a lot about her husband, her family, and even herself.

I was lucky to find this boarding house, but I also did not leave my job at the Bu Asna stall. I can be more relieved to do my school activities without having to be yelled at or harsh words from my family.

Deep in my heart, mother if you could be like Bu Asna or Bu Rita my mummy in heart.

I sat quietly in my room looking at the picture of my family, which I found under the closet belonging to my mother.all sat in the long chair with my father and mother in the middle. The daughter next to the father who holds Siska, while the sister of Rofiq next to the mother who holds Zahra. I'm the only one standing next to Rofiq.

"Maybe the chair is not enough for me to sit" I muttered in my heart.

Mother was usually a protective figure full of warmth and affection, I never felt it. Even the slurs and scorn that I often get from my own mother. But I'm sure mom is actually a good person, even though I never joke around or talk to her a lot.

"You mother, I will never forget" I said.

Mother always scented lavender flowers when going to the market. I lay my body on the bed, I have to go to bed early because tomorrow is a national test for me. I started to get sleepy and closed my eyes.

In the morning I was woken by Ms. Rita, because it was 5 am. I went to the bathroom to clean myself, after that helped Ms. Rita cook. He told me honestly that if I really like the results of my work, it is always satisfying.

"Son image, breakfast chips are ripe" he asked me

"Yes ma'am, be ready it's all the food" I said.

I just smiled cackling.

After breakfast I was ready to go to school. Looks like Lika is waiting for me in front of the school gate.

"Cit, I'm afraid I won't be able to" he said.

" You've read read not yet the module that is given by all teachers'' said I.

"Udah" he answered lightly.

"Ngapain is worried, it's all stored in our brains" I said.

We were joking around and didn't feel the bell ring an entry sign. All the students were sitting neatly waiting for the division of the exam, I started to read the questions one by one and everything I could understand.

A few days have passed, we have completed the national exam. When my school uniform was burned Lika gave me her used uniform.even written books and others I gave her, she said there were still many at home. Now I'm just waiting for the graduation announcement and school graduation. When waiting for graduation we closed the school even up to a month more. I wait patiently, I must have graduated with satisfactory grades, I hope.

Mother, father I want you to also watch my graduation and attend my graduation. But it was impossible and never will be, my tears dripping. It was as if they saw me graduate from school, but I was comforted by Ms. Rita who was willing to accompany me when I graduated. Ms. Rita's attention was so warm, she said so gently, if my mother was like her. My delusion runs through my brain again and again. I lay my body on the bed and let myself fall asleep.