CHARM GIRL LOVE (CONGRAT)
Medan Child

Then, a smile fluttered from her red lips. "It's a smart kid Mami apparently! He's a wise man now." He praised me with great adoration. So I was embarrassed by him.

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Before returning to the cafe, Mami invited me to tour Batam city first. Shows the location of many places visited in this industrial city. My mother also told me a lot about the history of this city. Including telling the history of the establishment of the Sintai area which was previously planned by the government as a Rehabilitation Center for Workers **** Commercial are netted throughout the city of Batam.

But over time, the area now turned into the center of Prostitution Localization which is considered legal by many people. The place that used to be expected as a place for night women to get back on the right path and can blend in with the wider community, now even turned into a place for printers of Workers **** The commercial itself, which is legendary.

Many young women from outside the region who come to Batam City to find work because of the rapid economic growth on the island. But among those thousands, not all were lucky. Some are sold, deceived and some are left behind. But many also come to Suka with a clear purpose because they feel safer and can be guaranteed from the government. Well, out of those thousands of disadvantaged immigrants, we were among one of them.

I could only take a deep breath, feeling claustrophobic hearing Mami's story. Trying to accept fate and mengikhlaskan everything as Mami said earlier. However, let black be black do not expect to be white. Let the moon be up there don't expect to come down here. 

Uh, how to sing. The galau effect.

After being satisfied around, Mami invited me to stop for a meal first. Like most women in general, it is incomplete if you are traveling everywhere without eating first before returning home. Mami chose one of the hangout places that many visited by tourists from outside the area. And it is quite famous also in the city of Batam. It's called the Nagoya food court.

We enjoyed dinner here, although in fact it was still around five in the afternoon. The place is big, wide and crowded with visitors. Many lined food stands offer their flagship menu. The culinary diversity they offer. Many also speak English and Japanese on the menu they offer. Ranging from traditional cuisine, regional cuisine to foreign cuisine are available here. I prefer a menu that I already know, afraid of the wrong message if the menu uses a foreign language. The fear does not fit on the tongue. Understand, the tongue of the villagers. Can't eat just like that.

Before long, the food we ordered came. I started tasting my favorite Jakarta chicken. Although I had seen in one of the stands there are also those who peddle culinary from Medan, namely soto medan and lontong medan. But I didn't order it. Shame on Mami. Even though it felt like saying hello to the waitres who were there. Know he is also a field man. But I immediately broke that intention. The field is wide. Even if he's a real field person, we don't know each other either, kok. If he's friendly, what if he's arrogant?

I alone, born and raised for twenty-four years in the city of Medan, have not lived all the ins and outs of that city. Not because I have no time. It's just not having enough money. Especially to enjoy popular places like this. There are many things there that are no less famous than this, such as food stands in the Kesawan area, the oldest city in Medan. There is also a food stand at Merdeka Walk. But whatever the power, the fate of commoners like me. Instead of hanging out once sitting for hundreds of thousands of dollars, mendingan cook alone at home. You can buy two or three days of money. Not stingy, anyway. But just want to save.

Sometimes it is also the same shame of guests who come to the cafe when asking about Medan. Moreover, what they ask is that it is a nightlife place like Capital Building for example. Where's kutehek. The guy I never stopped by. Just through doang. So the people of Medan was also difficult to hide their true identity. Always get caught with others because of their language. So, I've been caught lying many times.

Staring at the delicious food that was in front like this, it was sad as well. Riki's face was far away. Have you eaten what yet? Is it sinful if I eat well here while they either eat today either not. Something is running in my heart.

I nodded, assuring. It's not good if I'm sad and ruin the mood at the moment. Moreover, we were also just sad together.

"You why? Are you sick?" ask Mommy again.

I shook my head, trying to hide the sadness that was in my heart so that Mami would not know.

Mommy just holds the spoon and fork that is on the plate. He looked at me with a hard look.

"Don't lie to Mami! What if something disturbs your mind? How do you know Mami can help!" said again.

I shook my head again while bribing a spoonful of rice so I looked fine. But, after the rice and a small piece of chicken got into the mouth, it was very difficult to swallow. Feeling stuck in the esophagus that makes my tears flow by themselves.

"You why? If something bothers you, just tell Mami! Honestly, don't be embarrassed!" My mom again urged me.

" Yara misses Riki." At last, those words came out of my mouth. 

My mom touched my shoulder. "Patiently yes! You fought here for her too. Let you cry now, but do not let you cry in the future. You should be able to ensure a bright future for him." Mami strengthens.

I nodded and tried to shake off that feeling. It feels very difficult to describe. If at a time like this I was in the cafe earlier, maybe I had drunk a lot to get rid of the taste. Well, that's right Dilan said. Missing is heavy. I'm not strong. It feels like just dying. Moreover, the same misses children and parents.

Oh God! Strengthen the heart of this weak servant.

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