Dear High School Girl Om Duda
MAMMY?

"It's the chips, yeah, Mom! There are twenty packs" Friska reported to the owner of the stall where Mbak Ririn used to leave chips for sale.

"Yes!"

"It's the chips money from yesterday." The shop owner's mother put money on Friska.

"Thank you, Mom! Can you sit for a minute?" Tanya Friska who was immediately agreed by the shop owner's mother.

Friska sat on the long bench in front of the stall.

"Capek, huh, Ma'am?" Tanya Isma, a foster child in the orphanage who was traveling with Friska.

"Little bit. Break the break, yeah!" Friska replied which only made Ismi nod.

"How many months is that, Dek? It's really big?" Ask the shop owner's mother who also sat with Friska and Isma.

"Six months, Mom!" Answer Friska.

"Not really big? Don't drink too much ice! Later the baby is big inside, want the birth is difficult," said the mother of the stall owner reminded.

"Twin midwife said, Mom! So big," said Friska who immediately made the shop owner's mother round her lips.

"Oh, twins! Seneng, yes! Soon after the birth got two," the shop owner's mother laughed crisply and Friska smiled.

"Yes, Mom!" Friska answered while rubbing her perfectly rounded stomach. There was pain in Friska's heart because every time Friska rubbed and felt a kick from her two baby candidates, Friska so remembered Gabriel who may now still be languishing behind bars.

Friska longs hard for her husband who is fourteen years from her.

A tourist bus passing in front of the stall scattered Friska's daydreams. Not just one, but six buses passing by.

"For the rame below, many Junior High School students who study tour there," said the shop owner's mother told Friska and Isma. The mother means the owner of the stall is a beach that is not far from the orphanage where Friska currently lives.

"Indeed, the beach has been opened to the public and tourism, yes, ma'am?" Tanya Friska probing. As far as Friska used to be, the beach was only a boat backrest for fishermen and not a tourist attraction.

"Over a few months ago. But it is still quiet because not many know. Kenarin also has a study tour group who stopped by there." Bright mom owner stall.

"We try to get there, yuk, ma'am! Someone wants to buy chips."

"Everyone look at the view of the beach" Isma asked Friska.

"Emmmm, okay! But walk slowly, yeah!" Friska replied which immediately made Isma nod. The two women also walked together towards the beach after saying goodbye to the shop owner's mother.

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Queena stared at the blue sea from the window of the bus she was riding on. Queena had not been to the beach for a long time, and the beach she was visiting was different from the beach near the house. The beach here is hidden among the rock hills, making the scenery feel pampering the eyes.

The bus had stopped in the parking lot and the students immediately prepared to get off. As always, the companion teacher gives messages about what students can and should not do and tells what time they should return to the bus to avoid being lost or left behind.

Queena followed the steps of her friends who had gone down first, and the soothing beach breeze immediately greeted Queena as the girl got off the bus.

"Geez! The view is great!" Gumam Queena while taking some photos using his phone so that later Queena can show Papi, Oma, and Opa.

Queena continued carrying her bag to the beach with other friends. Queena immediately mingled with her friends and played the waves. For a moment the girl could forget her sadness about Mami Friska who had no news to date.

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"There's no one, ma'am!" Report Isma when she and Friska arrive at the bus park. Friska was sitting on the cement bench and breathing repeatedly.

"It's been down to the beach like that, Is! You go to the beach there! You just wait here" Friska told Isma.

"Isn't it okay, Friska's mom here herself?" Ask Ismi doubtfully.

"It's okay! It's there! But don't play with water!" Friska's message only made Isma chuckle. The girl whose age was identical with Queena had run around small towards the beach while carrying chips in her hands.

Ah, Friska so remember Queena. How's Queena doing now?

Does Friska's daughter still remember Friska?

After resting for a while, Friska stood up again and the pregnant woman intended to walk around in the parking lot peddling chips made by Ms. Ririn who was still in her hands. Friska let out a long sigh once more before starting to walk and wander around the parking lot.

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"Chips like. Nice snack." Queena answered while standing up.

"Buy, yuk!" Invite Queena's friend who immediately makes Queena nod. The two Junior High School teenagers approached Isma who was still enjoying the blue sea water plus the roll of waves that came alternately.

"How many chips?" Queena asked Isma.

"Five thousand only, brother! Wanna which one? Choose yourself!" Isma offered the chip ties to Queena and her friend, not long after the other students came closer and bought chips as well.

In just an instant, the chips that Isma had brought were sold.

"There again, not the chips? Tastes good. I want to buy souvenirs," asked Queena who came back to Isma who was about to leave the beach.

"There, anyway! But the big packaging costs twenty thousand. I was taken to the parking lot" replied Isma, pointing to the parking lot.

"But the content and taste are the same, right?" Queena asked to make sure.

"Same, Brother!"

"Yaudah! I bought two-pack-"

"Three packs of fifty thousand already, brother!" Sergeh Isma gives promo price for Queena.

"Yes! I buy fifty grand then," Queena replied quickly.

"Jaudah, I'll take it up first" Isma told Queena.

"Wait on! I'm coming upstairs!" Queena said while following Isma's steps. Queena has finished playing with the waves on the beach and wants to change clothes, then go around the beach area looking for souvenirs or souvenirs.

"Queen, where are you going?" Serubfang Queena from the beach.

"Change clothes! Hye!" Pamit Queena waved to her friend.

"Your name is Queen? Nice, huh?" Praise Isma after knowing the name Queena.

"Queena to be exact. What's your name?" Queena asked Isma.

"Ishma!" Answer Isma briefly.

"You live around here? Delicious, yes you can go to the beach every day," asked Queena who immediately made Isma chuckle.

"Yes that!"

"That's me!" Said Isma next while pointing towards a pregnant woman with shoulder-length hair who was sitting on a cement bench.

"Mr Friska!" Call Isma who immediately makes Friska turn her head and Queena pecked at her place. Queena watched closely the pregnant woman while walking closer to her.

It is increasingly clear that it is indeed someone who for several months Queena longs for and Queena looking for his existence.

"Mami Friska!"

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Strange, yes!

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