Wanitaku Great Warrior

approval that reveals the truth

Graduation announcements have been stuck in front of the school office. All the students cheered when she graduated, including me and Lika. We jumped like little kids who got a prize.

"Our image graduated" Lika said

"Yes yes we did it" I said.

We hugged and we didn't feel our tears falling, we cried for each other. We can't believe our struggle really paid off. Especially me, the graduation event has been announced what day and where.

One week after graduation, I was busy choosing a makeup salon to prepare for graduation. Finally my face finished and Ms. Rita patiently waited for me from 6am.

"It's over" said the saloonist.

"Yes, thank you" I said.

""Okay, look beautiful you want an image" amazed Miss Rita.

"Thank you Miss Rita" I said.

"Let's go now" said Bu Rita.

We headed to the city hall hall building, because the graduation ceremony was held there. Because the place passed through the market, I intend to stop by Bu Asna stall to sail to the graduation event. And Ms. Rita was willing to take me, once there I found Ms. Asna was concocting kitchen spices. I'll go in and call Ms. Asna

" Mrs Asna" call me.

"Yes, ", he said as he turned to me.

"I'm going to graduate Mom, I wouldn't have made it this far if Ms. Asna hadn't given me this job" I said as I kissed Ms. Asna's hand.

"No son, it's all your sustenance" obviously yes.

"Doain I'm Mom, hope the show goes well" I said to Ms. Asna.

"yes, hopefully you will be lucky" said Ms. Asna.

"Waalaikumsallam" he said.

We headed to the place where the school graduation was held. The show went so hikmad and memorable, as well as Lika she felt the same way. After a few hours, the event is finally over, and there is a photographer if you want to take pictures. I looked around at my other students accompanied by their parents. No matter if there is a Miss Rita who accompanies me, I assume she is my mother even though she did not give birth to me.

"Eh, you're an image, right." I'm shocked by the sound.

"Yes right" I said.

It turns out that Bu Siti owns a stall at the corner of our village alley. I just remember her son also went to school in this place too.

"Say you're pregnant, is that really a cit" she asked.

"That's fake news, ma'am, and it's not true" I said.

"Everyone is accommodated to talk you out!"said Ms. Siti.

"Grandfather Mom, the important thing is that I've graduated now. And will try to be a better person" I said.

"I can see the treatment of your parents to you want an image" he said again.

"It's okay that it makes me a strong person and later can be wiser in the future" I said again.

"I wonder you know your parents, how can connect their fate with you. Don't tell me anything about your parents but don't be angry" Siti told me.

"Yes not going to ma'am" I said.

Ms. Siti started telling me from the beginning of my pregnant mother the economic changes of the family changed. You are often fired from your workplace, only a week of work has been fired. Find a new job fired again and repeatedly. It turns out that you are often fired because you are often caught lazily working hours. That's the main cause.

And because you want to make a big profit when selling, vegetables that wither and that are almost rotten are sold at expensive prices in the market. That's why my mother went broke trading in the market, and heard that other traders didn't like my mother because of the way she always talked.