
it's been almost two years I'm in town, in the first year everything's fine, now I'm really on the edge of trouble I'm delinquent SPP money, SPP, money beasiswa SUPERSEMAR can not cover it because this year the cost of SPP rose, maybe I was called the principal about this fee, I was confused to ask the mother is not an easy thing, it is not easy, asking the same om will definitely be a problem, because I know every month om send my mother money...Fieldwork Practice will start soon, which means I have to pay for it.
"why?" leha asked that afternoon as we climbed the stairs to the mosque.
"g papa ha...."
"don't lie.."care leha..leha sahabtku in SMK just like herlina, they really care for me.
"i...need money ha, I lom pay SPP 3 bln, PKL money also lom I chirp"
"ooh that easy...we school at noon, do you want to work in the morning?"
"alhamdulillah...I want to ha, stop the work?"
"i guarantee.tomorrow at 06:00 and I'll be home to yah"
Fabiayyyairobbikuma tukadziban.nikamat what else you deny, thank God, your gift is amazing.
the next day right at 06:00 puku I had jogged in front of the house leha, not a luxury house because leha lived in a densely populated area, Duri kepa Tambora, the smell of got stinging my nose the effect of the river filled with garbage, in this area MCK is still in public, I'm not sure if I can stay here.
"woooy bengong, taro bag lo in the room gw, come with me, we get money"
we arrived at the destination like a storehouse of clothes, "what is this place?" there is a little fear in my heart
"ci.this is my theme that I'm telling semalem"
"want work? what kind of work is it"
"iiiii yya ci, halal origin"
"hmmmm. ok nyi work people clean the thread and packing it stitches. Because nyi and eha are still your paid school like no other, will you? want not
"well cccii.not pa2"
since then I work part-time, but not much of his income at least I can pay for my school.
ever since I worked part-time I haven't seen any more ditos, kangen anyway, it looks like he's staying away, let's just maybe he's tired of being friends with me or this is the best thing,my relationship with both parents was fine, I still had a conversation on Sunday because it was Sunday I had a work holiday as well.
like today I was just going to the house when I heard Mom talking on the phone, it seemed serious, until mom begged me, what's the matter, pity mom, without me realizing I had violated the area of the house, I approached mother
"quiet ian I will pay my debts, my efforts are faltering, from which I have to pay my debts"
"I ii i what's wrong?"
"kkkkamu...from when are you here? go whether you are senile, do not enter my home area if I am at home"
"mmm sorry" with the ocean I'm out of the house.
I don't know where my feet are going down the road, and than I get to the mosque, God leads me to his home, the safest and most peaceful place in my life.