As pretty as a Butterfly

As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapter 8. Reason Michael.


The welcoming ceremony was over, all the rich people and their children had left the campus. The students are preparing themselves to start learning activities on campus tomorrow and now it is the turn of the janitors who are busy and then tidy up the multipurpose building.


They cleaned the building while looking pityfully at Jelita. Although they had all felt the humiliation of the rich students and students who studied there during their work, but the insult to Jelita was the most painful according to them.


"Jelita's love, the words of the students must hurt her heart" said Anita.


Cesi sighed. "True, the rich are outrageous. They are smart and rich but not careful."


"They are all the same, they can only insult the poor like us, but to hear and see for themselves the insults to Jelita I feel the pain. In the future they will definitely throw tantrums at the little girl," Dina replied.


"Right, as long as we work here. They only insulted and did not look at us, but never to make calculations," said Anita chimed.


"Already, we better get this job done quickly because soon it's going to take a break."


They returned to work and chose not to deal with the rich man's children.


Soon the multi-purpose building was back and campus workers were enjoying their break. As usual during the break, Jelita always asked for permission to go home to check on the situation of the mother and also gave lunch.


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Jelita continued to run under the scorching heat of the sun and before long, she reached home. Jelita rushed inside and did not forget she said hello and approached her mother.


"Mother, Jelita is home. Mom had lunch first huh, then took some medicine."


"Heem .." replied Mother who could only make such a sound. A sound of breath that makes Jelita's heart sliced bitterly.


Jelita picked up the cutlery in the kitchen and began to feed Mom. His pair of hands never tired of taking care of the angel without wings, patiently and painstakingly he fed Mother who had difficulty eating and unconsciously shed tears.


"Hiks ... I'm sorry, until now Jelita has not been able to take Mom to the hospital."


Mother winked and occasionally shuddered trying to lift her arm. He was eager to wipe his daughter's tears, but what was his strength was only able to roll helplessly and could only cry.


"Mom don't cry, Jelita's fine."


Jelita wiped away Mother's tears and never once did she tell her of any bitter events that had afflicted her, because it could affect her health. Jelita prefers to keep her alone because she wants your mind and heart to always be calm without burden.


"Now take the medicine and after this Jelita clean your body yes."


After all, Jelita began to take care of her already sore stomach. He took a packet of instant noodles, then broke the noodles into two parts. Half of the noodles he cooked with a lot of gravy and sprinkled with salt and then half of the raw instant noodles he stored to be cooked at a later time.


Jelita ate the boiled noodles with a lot of rice so that her stomach was filled and full until later that night. As long as her mother was sick and never bought meat as a side dish, she kept the money to take her to the hospital.


"Important to be full!" jelita muttered to herself.


Jelita ran immediately so as not to be late to work, during the trip there was an unpleasant feeling that stuck in her heart.


"Sorry Bi Sumi, Jelita is still bothering Auntie. But Jelita had no choice but to ask Auntie for help."


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Jelita had arrived at the campus, with a breath of wheezing she began to reach back the usual cleaning tools she used and then began to clean every room of the building where the rich students were studying.


Jelita works in the University B building, unfortunately the building will be filled by students who want to give calculations to Jelita. But Jelita does not know this and if she knows it Jelita will not mind or fear to face it because what is in her mind is work and work, make a lot of money to take you to the hospital.


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Chandra Men's Mansion.


Michael doesn't want to talk to anyone, including his own Mamy. The handsome young man was showing his protest to the Mamy, about the action of being forced to apologize to Jelita at the campus.


"Shelf!"


Michael closed the door of his room violently until a loud sound from the door was heard to the ears of Mamynya who was downstairs.


"Well, are you out of your mind! if you're angry, don't throw it at the door. Let's talk to Mamy, you're not a little kid anymore who likes to pry and get angry is unclear!"


Michael did not reply to Mamy's words, he chose to vent the frustration in the room.


"I apologize to the poor, even the dust of my feet is more honorable than he is. Mamy why are you always nice to everyone? what happened to Satya's family in the past doesn't make you understand that everyone you helped wasn't always able to repay your family's kindness with kindness."


Michael picks up all the books about his past Mamy and Daddy trips, the sad story, the bitterness of their lives and love is written clearly in the book titled "Little Dandelion".


"If that man, who had made Mamy's life miserable in the past, was long gone, I would still not allow another Satya to re-enter our present family life. Those you helped could have turned out to be the cruel Satya one day."


Michael sprawls himself on the bed, thinking of ways to get Jelita out of college before his mother helps him out even more.


"Mamy, what I did was for the good of our family. It's not that I'm evil or have no feelings, but I just don't want you to help someone we don't yet know their true nature and before Mamy helps that person further, better keep Mike out of our family."


Michael recalls the incident this morning while on the campus, then got up from his bed. He clenched his hands firmly and said, "He's just gotten a little attention from Mamy's head, what if he's got more support than that? will he turn around to attack? I don't know, I'd better take a nap."


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