Thank you my soul mate
Briefcase Introductions (2)
“Have opened the package Al” asked Putri
“Iya mbak Al who knows the contents of the cake will be good to eat together” said Mas Asep
“Oke jerk ya I open” reply
Then I picked up the scissors and opened the box that was in front of me. Once it opens, I'm surprised at the contents. Many chocolates and a light brown teddy bear wear a pink shirt with matching ribbons on the left chest of the doll. Then there was a piece of paper that said
“HOPEFULLY YOUR DAY IS FUN AND HAPPY TO ENJOY THE CHOCOLATE”
The contents of the memo in the gift box were without the sender's name.
“Cie mbak Al can gift from girlfriend” ledek Sasa
“Hush, ngaur. I don't have a boyfriend tau” I replied
“Mbak is a lot of chocolate. Can be divided not mbak?” Ask the Asep
“Eh yes take aja. Yuk eaten with anyan where I ate it all.” I replied as I took a photo of the memo and filled in all the gifts and then I posted it on my social media status and I wrote a message
“Thank you for making me fat 😝😂”
And I posted a photo with my friends eating their chocolate. Suddenly my phone will chat. All this time I have never posted anything since the incident 2 years ago. Then there was an incoming call from Mas Rahmad.
“Hallo dek” map
“Iya. What's up?” Much
“Weh was there until the hulls” said as I heard him laugh
“Loh so did Rahmad send? Oh my goodness so ngrepotin. Thanks mas” my words
“Hahaha...not mas dek but bang Edo” replied while still laughing.
“Loh why bang Edo send this?” Ask me for wonder
“Duh hard ya talk same lemot” people he said mockingly
“Hahaha.mana adek know mas hence nanya” said me while laughing as well
“Yes he wants to approach you the same dek” he explained
“OK deh mas thanks ya” then I hang up my phone and go back to chatting with my friends. Because the chocolate given was so much, I asked my friends to bring it home in part.
On the way home I turned my car into a housing. Straight past some alleyways and turn into a rose street alley. Then I stopped at a big house.
“Assalamualaikum”
“Waalaikumsalam. Uh mbak Alya. Let's go in mbak. Children again beside tuh” said the mother who opened the door
“Iya today learned to make crafts from the ground. Be careful yes dirty loh” explained the mother
Then my mother took me to the side yard of a house that was already crowded with children and skill teachers.
“Kak Alya” greeted a 3-year-old girl named Mita who ran towards me and hugged me with her dirty body full of dirt
“Eh will mbak Alya so dirty Mita” said the mother
“Gpp mom. Later can change ya” said I hug Mita and crouch in front of her so we can parallel face to face
“Ih , how dirty gini. Do you play it? Alya ma'am can come with me?” Much
“Come we play mud together later make a flower vase” said Mita then pulled me into the middle of the group of children
I like to spend my time here. One of the nursery near where I live. Lots of children are less able to even some are deliberately discarded by their parents. Every month there are always babies who come entrusted without parents. They were raised by foundation owners named Pak Tono and Bu Nina. There are other workers who help take care of the orphanage. I signed up as a regular donor there.
“Assalamualaikum” greet someone who made Miss Nina leave me with the kids
“Waalaikumsalam. Wait a minute, Alya” said Ms. Nina
“Enggeh bu gpp. Please meet the guest first” said I
I continued my activities with the kids. Don't ask me again, our clothes are dirty with mud. I enjoyed every inch of their joking laughter.
“Sorry to whom?” Ask Nina to her guests
“I Edo ma'am. Sorry to ask if Nina teaches here? Ask
“Oh nak Nina is not teaching but she does come here often as a regular donor. He often plays with children. That's the guy on the side. Please join nak” obviously bu Nina
“I see from the side only bu” said Edo
Then he noticed that I occasionally joked with the kids. Someone accidentally poked my cheek with the ground. Hugged me with the ground on his body. Then the man bailed away from the orphanage.
“Nak Alaya had a friend in front of” said Bu Nina
“Loh who ya bu?” Ask wonder. I don't think I brought anyone here.
“Any man who yes was his name I forgot” said bu Nina
“Gpp mom. If Alya's friend must have contacted Alya” I replied
Indeed Miss Nina was a little forgetful. But when you see the face of people can immediately recognize it well. It was late afternoon and Adhan time came in. I asked permission to take a shower and pray. As usual, I was given to borrow a negligee of small pink flowers from Ms. Nina.
After the prayer I say goodbye to go home. Before I came home, I went to the market to shop for vegetables. Then I went back to kosan.
