Beautiful Guards
Time

Milea came out following her master. Inside the elevator the two fell silent to each other creating an awkward atmosphere.

Ting

The door opened, Zaky first came out and Milea later. Both of them immediately headed to the office to do their respective work.

Inside the room, the two were still silent with no one intending to open their voices first.

"His boss..." Milea complains that Zaky can still hear. The man glanced at Milea for a moment and then wrestled back at her file.

He is also actually bored every day always meeting paper continuously without stopping all day. He remembered something he hadn't seen in a long time.

"You bored?" Ask Zaky to start working on the files in their place.

"Said no but yes. Said yes, it's my job to keep you 24 hours non-stop," said Milea glanced at any direction.

"What?" Zaky asked not to hear clearly. "Ah no no!! Why is it, sir?" Milea asked clumsily trying to divert the conversation.

"Come with me!" Milea shriveled in confusion, while looking at her master who had gotten up from her rough seat. "Where are we going, sir?" Ask.

"The place that makes anyone feel sick to see it."

Milea was silent staring at the shabby building that was starting to be fragile and rickety. Compared to buildings, this place is more suitable to be called a shabby hut.

"The orphanage?" The woman glanced at Zaky not understanding. He saw that the man was clenching firmly and then walking quickly into it.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikumussalam." From inside the orphanage, a middle-aged woman came out while holding a small child who was about 3 years old.

"Mother?" Mother? Milea glanced at Zaky trying to recall something from within her brain memory. Ah, now he remembers. His master is originally from Jakarta, and used to live in an orphanage with his sister. Maybe this orphanage is the place that his master used to live as a child. But, is this as bad as his orphanage right now?

"Sorry, who is this kid?" Asked the woman called Mother by Zaky earlier confused.

"Mother. Mother not inget? This is Zaky mother. Mother Dina's child?" Zaky looked expectantly at his mother, trying to remind him.

"Any? Anna's sister, right?" The woman looked at Zaky from top to bottom. Can't believe that Zaky who he knew was quiet once now has become a successful person.

Zaky nodded in spirit. "Yes, this is Zaky bun. Mother's favorite child." Quickly answer.

"Here bun, let's have a fat Milea!" Milea took the initiative to take over the boy she was carrying.

Mother glanced at Milea, smiled warmly and then handed Akbar to Milea. "Hallo sweet, what's his name?" The girl made Akbar's nose growled.

"Akbar brother. Alo, what's up?" Milea glanced at Zaky who was hugging her bundle tightly. Feeling not to disturb, Milea brought Akbar front security while looking at other orphanage children who were playing.

"Whose sister's mom? Guess what brother?" Milea asked the mysterious pretentious while tapping her chin. He sat on the long chair that was in that front yard with Akbar on his lap.

"Hilo's soup?" Guess the boy. Milea is increasingly anxious to see the boy who she thinks has an extroverted nature, in contrast to him who from childhood has an introvert nature because of lack of affection.

"Why do you think super hiro's sister?" Milea asked gently stroked the boy's hair.

"Toyally, sukel hilo is good. Sift akak," Milea could not stand the pinched gaunt sweet cheeks Akbar a white langsat.

"Little little already pinter dreadlocks yes you..kan brother so baper!" Milea dramalistir.

"What is a chapel?" Ask Akbar who does not know what about the slang of young people on it.

"Bring the mop." Answer origin. Seen Akbar mangosteen mangosteen then looked at Milea with a wide grin. "Ohh.. hehe aka pintle huh?" Milea laughed because she could not bear to see the innocence of Akbar who believed in the original answer.

"aha. Brother Pinter because brother studied, so you also have to learn to pinter like brother. Okay?"

"OKo brother!" Milea rubbed Akbar's hair gently. He remembered his childhood, which he thought was very painful. But, she should be grateful because she still has a Mother who loved her in childhood even though she had to leave him.

Different from the orphanage children who only have the mother as an adoptive parent. Even so, here we take the silver. Like Milea who was lucky to be with her mother as a child, and the orphanage children were also lucky because as a child loved the Mother of the home, unlike Milea who always got tortured.

God always brings good luck above difficulties. In this world we are grateful enough always, because not everyone in this world is as lucky as us. We are tortured with a test that hurts the mind, stay grateful because there are people out there who are struggling with physical illness.

In every test there will always be wisdom tucked away that we never realize. Like this moment, Milea began to understand what it meant to be grateful. Having a mother in childhood is the greatest fortune even though not accompanied by her father, it is enough and enough.

Life is a test. So, always be grateful for what you have now. Always be patient in what God has given you, for know. God gives you a test not because you hate, but because God loves you. He knows what is good and what is bad for you.

Maybe now you are complaining because God has so much trouble for you, but after the test is over you will understand. What was the purpose behind God creating that ordeal.

Always the spirit of living life, because your life is very meaningful. Ignore the ridicule, mockery or insults of others. Because only a despicable person who never wants to suckle what is in him so as to vilify others because of feelings of jealousy.