My name is Miss
Longing Expulsion

After Ibra's back was not seen, Rindu stepped down the alley road. His mind drifted in an uncertain direction. Speculating about his father and mother. It's really torturing itself.

In fact, Miss who was usually friendly greeting neighbors along the way to her home, is now silent. Make the neighbors confused on the attitude of Missing.

Finally, after 15 minutes of walking down the street Rin alley has arrived in front of his house.

"Assynoltomodel.." Miss saying hello. Just as he was entering the house, a slap landed right on his right cheek.

"Plak.." a loud slap that left a red trail on the white cheeks Missed.

"Astaghfirullah, Mommy..." Seru Rindu was surprised and grimaced holding his hot cheek slapped.

"Don't be a good boy! belaga istighfar let people know you're a good boy ha!!!" as the mother.

"What is this Mom? Missing new home, mom was angry. What's wrong Miss Ma'am?" tanya Miss held back the crying.

" I send you to school so that one day it will not trouble you anymore. But what is haaa?? You even go to the cafe!!! You should come home late!" hardik the mother.

"Otherwise this is Mom? I miss playing at the cafe! I miss spending time in school, nothing else. I accuse Miss. There is Kasa Bu who wanders in the cafe. Back home from school I missed seeing Kasa at the cafe. When Rindu reprimands, Kasa is even angry with Miss." clearly Miss while sobbing.

"What evidence do you have, say I'm to the cafe? don't throw rocks hide Lo's hand! Lo who is violent, even slander gw!" kasa's voice was loud from behind his mother's back.

"Let's go to the cafe earlier, surely the cafe keeper recognized the face of Kasa Bu "crying Miss.

"Plak.." once again a slap landed on Miss' cheek.

" fucking son of a bitch! After you made your father betray me, now you're a slanderer.You're slandering my son! I should have stayed there with your father first!

Get out of this house, you're not my son anymore, go!" the curse of Miss mother drags Miss out of the house. Then after that Kasa threw the books, clothes and items Missing out of the house. After that Kasa and and Erna entered the house and slammed the door hard and locked it.

Missing just sobbing. His heart is broken. His body hurts, his soul hurts more. He felt it was better to end his life right now. Neighbors who see the condition miss feeling pity.

"Son, get your things done. Let's go with mom." a voice stopped Missing's crying.

" Mrs RT. I'm sorry ma'am has made a scene." I miss looking at Ms. RT.

"Already, let's go with mom. it's not nice to see the other neighbors." Ms. RT helped Rindu get up and clean up the scattered items. By forced, miss the invitation of Ms. RT.

Upon arrival at the house of Bu RT, he invited Rin to enter the house. Tell Miss to sit down and leave Rin to the kitchen. He missed sitting and his eyes went blank. His mind wandered in an inexhaustible direction.He could not think, how could Kasa turn the facts and accuse Miss. The mother accepts Kasa's words without proof, even Rin is kicked out of the house. Rin is now confused where he should live, while at the moment he has no money.

" drink Rin's tea." Bu RT disperse Rin's daydream.

"thank you, ma'am." I miss sipping a cup of tea.

" what exactly is going on, son?" ask Bu RT.

Miss also explained the chronology of events that happened to her. Ms. RT is not surprised by that. the article, since Erna moved into the house that became her surveillance area, often heard Erna rebuking and hitting Miss. yes only Miss, other things with Space. Erna was famous for pampering her son. Often the neighbors advised Erna, but she was ignored. Actually, it has long been Bu RT named Bu Inggit wants to adopt Miss. In addition to pity, Bu Inggit and husband do not have children. They used to have a daughter, unfortunately the child died at the age of 4 years due to epilepsy. If the child is still there, his age is more or less the age of Missing.

"Then how about Nak? What are your plans after this?" ask Bu Inggit.

"Mom, I'm confused too. I don't have any money. I don't work because I'm still in school. I do not know if there are relatives on my parents' side, because my mother never discussed it since moving from Surabaya Bu "ansaid Rindu lirih.

"Son, stay here with mom. There's a room here. Stay as long as you want, let's just say we're your parents too." said Bu Inggit.

"Sorry Mom, it's not that I'm rejecting mom's kindness, but I don't feel good Mom." Longs downcast.

"It's okay Nduk, come with us. Don't feel bad. Consider this all the way from Gusti Allah." the voice of Mr. RT entered the house.

" The father knows everything. Earlier when on the way home from the village office, there were some residents who conveyed the news that happened to you Nduk. We will be very happy if you want to stay here." continued RT sir named Pak Budi.

After thinking for a moment, Miss finally took a breath and exhaled her slowly.

"Okay sir, Mom, I want to stay here. I promise, I'll find a job. If I have a job and have money, I will leave the house of the Father and Mother." replied Miss.

"No need to hesitate Nduk, stay as long as you want. If necessary, we will adopt you. Isn't she?" Mr. Budi asked for Mr. Inggit's voice.

" Of course sir." said Bu Inggit.

" well son." said Bu Inggit.

" Thank you, sir. Once again thank you very much." said Miss while hugging Bu Inggit. Then Bu Inggit drove Miss to a room. Before long Bu Inggit came out of the room, and Miss also cleaned her things. Tired, I miss falling asleep on the floor.

"Allahu Akbar ... Allahu Akbar.." the Maghrib prayer meeting from Al Amin mosque not far from the house of Bu RT).

"already magrib why miss not out the room yet? I'd better check the room." said Bu Inggit then walked to Miss .

"tok.. tok.tok.." (room door on tap).

"Rin, Rin's.. Let's pray Maghrib first Nduk." Bu Inggit's voice called Miss.

"Rin, it's Maghrib Nduk." call Bu Inggit again.

because there was no answer as well, Bu Inggit opened the door of the room.How surprised when he entered the room, Missing was lying on the floor.

" O God is Missing!" yelled Bu Inggit. He then flipped the girl's body, More surprised Bu Inggit felt the high body temperature of Miss and bruises on her temples.

"Yes Allah Rin, why is this Nduk? that's your mother's outrageous. Don't have your heart Erna . If indeed you don't want Miss, let me take care of the process of adopting Miss." growled Bu Inggit.

"Please... Pl-please... Sir..... Anyone please.." shouted Bu Inggit asking for help.

Before long a woman and a young man entered the large house.

" Oh God, Miss RT, what's the matter?" ask the middle-aged woman.

" Mr Danur, please Nek. This miss is very hot, Nek, I have to take it to the hospital.please find help or call my husband in the mosque.quick Nek" said Bu Inggit panicked.

" Tejo, follow RT in the mosque quickly!" nel Danur orders his grandson Tejo.

" Good Grandma" Tejo ran to the mosque, then Nek Danur went to the kitchen to make a compress. Soon Nek Danur entered the room carrying a basin filled with ice water and a small towel.

"Bu RT, try on the compress first nengnya." Nek Danur gave a compress to Bu Inggit.

"Thank you Grandma" said Bu Inggit and then compressed the head of Miss.

The Al Amin Mosque

"Assalamualaikum pak RT." a young man gasping for breath approached RT sir.

"Wa'allaikumsallam" replied Mr. RT and some residents who were near the RT sir.

"What's up Jo, why are you? like just chasing demons?" ask Ustadz Lukman.

"Anu mr. ustadz, mr. RT. that's. uh anu.." Tejo tried to catch his nearly exhausted breath.

" Sigh, then throw it slowly. Tell me slowly, what are you running around in Maghrib time like Tejo." gentle RT sir.

"That's sir, Mrs RT.bu RT passed out." Panicked Tejo misspoke

"Astaghfirullah." exclaimed Mr. Budi and other residents.

Mr. Budi and the residents rushed towards his house. Arriving at home Budi immediately rushed into the.

" Sir...!" shouted Mr. Budi.

"Mr. please sir." Bu Inggit's voice crying.

"Astaghfirullah, Miss! This is why Mom?" ask sir Budi surprised. Tejo said his wife had fainted.

"Don't know sir, I was going to ask Miss Maghrib prayer, but I didn't answer. Pas I open the door Miss on the floor sir.The body is hot sir, let's take it to the hospital sir..." Ms. Inggit kept crying.

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