Him Or Me
Masalalu amar's

Amar overslept by putting his head on hanna's lap, and she stroked her soft amar hair, and began to tell stories.

" at that time I was 6 years old, I lived in orphanage.I sell fried food during the day when there are no activities in the orphanage, the mother of the foundation administrator told anak² orphanage to sell her own business,so that when no funds come in from our donors can still live without hunger, our replacements are indeed small orphanages, not large foundations.

I sometimes see other children my age can go to school, without having to bash like us.

I walked to the school while trading, looking through the spacious schoolyard, I saw children playing, laughing, running around during school breaks.

Teeng..!!

the school bell rang a sign that the school hours had begun, the children scattered into their respective clubs.

my eyes were still circulating in the schoolyard holding onto the school gate.

I saw a child sobbing in tears in the corner of the last class, he was crying by hugging his two legs bent.

there was a sense of not having the heart to see the child cry, I ventured to him.

I asked her why she was crying by wiping away the tears that were rushing down her cheeks.

his eyes blank, like there was no hope, I invited him to sit on the school park bench, I offered to listen to the grief in his heart.

She recounted her mother entering the hospital, having a miscarriage while pregnant with her sister.she was devastated because she really wanted to have sodara, plus when she found out the doctor said she could not get pregnant again, she was not pregnant,His uterus was damaged when hit hard during an accident.

She did not accept and sulked at her parents, her mother was devastated when her son did not understand her situation.

The boy's sobs were slightly reduced, there was a sense of relief in his heart of being able to share the story with me.

From then on I always visited school just to meet the boy, day to day we were getting closer and the boy was always looking for me if I could not come to school, he said,the boy started hanging with me.

one week two weeks to a month the child has not been cured, his parents are very worried and looking for my whereabouts, he said,every day his parents piled the streets around the school until they found me in an orphanage.

they asked me to come to the hospital to see the child, Yudha Firamdhani, the only child of her parents.

after I met Yudha at the hospital her health gradually began to improve, she was willing to eat, drink medicine regularly at my friend every day, her parents went back and forth to my shuttle at the home.

yudha does not want to go to school again if I do not go to the same place, she sulks at her parents to send me to school and adopt me.

And finally I was adopted officially so their adopted child, they loved me like their own biological child, even they never distinguish - distinguish us because I also love judha.

we often scramble for trivial things, from the grab of toys, food, or mamah same papah.

but it always ended with Yudha complaining to papah and I complained to mamah" Amar told clearly to hanna, Hanna understood the story of amar and re-embraced amar, and hugged amar,

Amar fell asleep on the sofa, and he approached Amar and covered him exactly as Yudha fell asleep in the house of meera.

only another hanna accompanied Ammar to sleep of his own accord without being ordered like meera.

they sleep hugging each other, ammar ends up staying overnight at hanna's house.

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