I LOVE YOU, ENCUS
Mira Adinda's

Opening the envelope, pulling the paper tucked between the blue and red sheets of money.

" It's the same, if this is enough!"

Mira Adinda sighed, slipped back the slippage and counted the amount of money in the envelope without taking it out.

" One million."

The amount of Mira's salary that month has been detailed will be issued for anything, and it is certain that tomorrow he does not hold the money.

" Sister, pay for school." Andre, Mira's sister reached out while Mira was still holding the envelope with the money.

" 300 grand, right." Mira thrust 3 pieces of red into the hands of Andre, his sister.

" What gasoline is it?"

Mira glanced at it for a while, then took another 1 sheet of blue.

" This was then, the others followed. You have to pay for your bike." Mira gives additional money to buy gasoline on Andre.

" Ok, thank you my dear brother."

" Hes." Mira nodded, "learning the real thing." she told Andre.

" Must."

Mother looked pityfully at the two children who were communicating in the dining room. Shedding tears, feeling sad for toppling his daughter to become the backbone of the family. Financing his sister's school and bearing the cost of other necessities. The father ran away with another woman.

" It's unfortunate your fate, son" Ratap Santi's mother, the mother of Mira and Andre.

Mira Adinda is a 23 year old girl. Smart girl, but not lucky. Must give up his intelligence that is not facilitated because it does not have the cost to continue education, until he chose to work after high school graduation.

Currently, he works as an administrative staff at a private school, due to recommendations from BK teachers who regret his intelligence. Mira happily accepted the job offer, after which she soon received her High School diploma.

5 Years of work, not the coffers of money that piled up in his savings, even now he is confused to have to look for additional

income for the needs of Andre who entered vocational school. While the mother only works as a laundry worker from home to home, the income is only enough for daily meals.

* * * * *

" Sir, your hero lost." Shouted Andre who was watching the race bike televised that afternoon, while Mira still entered to take a drink in the kitchen.

" Why can, when he was from earlier in front, the same distance is also far away." Mira hurriedly ran from the kitchen, to see what happened to the jago.

" Geez..... It was a shame, but stayed

little again. How can you?" Mira sees the body of his champion rider who is being stretchered by the medical team towards the ambulance.

" That's called fate Brother. Now it's lucky, five minutes later it's lucky." Sok sage Andre chimed in the astonishment of his brother.

" Sok-sokan you!"

Mira walks towards the room, picking up her ringing phone.

" Hello San."

San, Sania is the calling of Mira's best friend who works so TKW.

" How are you Mir?"

" Thank God, healthy. How're you?"

" same. You don't want to follow that? Pretty you know, here the salary is big, can be enough to charge your sister, help your mother."

" I'm confused San. You know for yourself, mother forbid me to go, even if I may have overtaken you long ago."

" You need a lot of money now! See Andre is now in vocational school, it costs a lot, still not your motorcycle installment." Santi continues to persuade Mira to work with him.

" I said same mom again yeah, who knows this time it can." Mira.

" He'em. Later if you can say, I help make the cost to PJTKI, there is usually a fee paid upfront, if you want a small piece."

" May you love San." Mira was overwhelmed by the kindness of her best friend.

If the mother does not prohibit, maybe he can save a lot, and not be confused about the cost of Andre's school.

* * * * *

" Mothers don't agree!" Hardly mother does not allow Mira's intention to follow Sania.

" You know, a lot of the fate of TKW who became a rape victim. Even many are lost without news, and worse every day Some are tortured. You don't see in the news about the TKWs!" Mother said it with a loud tone, making Andre immediately approached her brother and mother who were in the kitchen. He stared there, looking pity at what his brother said.

" Andre needs a lot of money for school. And I don't have to work as a laundry worker anymore if I have Sania's salary. And in fact Sania is also fine, right ma'am?" Mira exemplifies Sania who successfully worked abroad without suffering the fate of her mother.

" Mom disagree!" Mother still cheeses with her stance.

" I'm also brother! If you mind my tuition, I can stop and work." Andre has banned Mira.

" It costs a lot too." Andre remembered this morning that there was a circular from the school about the cost of his PKL which reached more than 3 million, and he was sure that his mother and brother did not have that much money.

" Don't worry Andre. Fate of people who know, you yourself said that earlier." Mira stroked Andre's hair, her only puppet sister.

He looked at the mother who was crying next to him.

" Mom don't cry, everything has a way." Entertain her by embracing her mother.

" I'm sorry mom."

" Why apologize, what's wrong with you?" Mira doesn't want her mother to feel guilty about their situation.

" Because it can't give you enough of a living."

" Don't talk like that, Mom. Just pray our children's mothers good luck and get out of this state." Mira Pinta.

" Amin." Mother and Andre answered simultaneously.

Had you not gone with that woman, maybe this would not have happened!

Andre clenched his hands in the pocket of his pants containing a circular letter from school that he would give to his mother.

Wanted to find, but where he didn't know. He could not have asked that much money to his mother who was just a washing laborer, and his brother. He knew exactly what his brother's monthly salary was, who only worked as an administrative staff at the school.

I have to help them work.

* * * * *

Morning

Mira was ready to go to work with delivered by Andre with the installment bike he bought.

Crossing the alley of the village, passing in front of the house of Bobby the girlfriend Mira who is currently studying at a famous University in the city of Bogor.

Mira always stared at the mansion that belonged to Bobby's parents who worked as PNS. So understand if his son can go to school with higher education.

Unfortunately that morning, the usually quiet house is now crowded with several cars parked in front of Bobby's house. Mira was astonished, in her mind wondering 'what is it?'

" Deck, slow." Mira patted Andre's shoulder, in order to slow down the speed of the bike.

Andre said he understood his brother's wishes.

Mira saw several people wearing long-sleeved batik clothes, and mothers wearing kebaya and hairdo made in such a way as to fit the clothes worn.

Mira further widened her gaze. But he didn't dare to go in, because he knew Bobby wasn't home. Yang Mira knew, her lover was in Bogor, studying there.

A neighbor of Bobby happens to pass by, Mira asks Andre to stop.

" I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm gonna ask you a question. What is the show at Hardi's house? How many?" ask Mira politely.

" Oh that, his son Pak Hardi was married yesterday with his son Pak Slamet. And today they're going to have a reception in the big building near the plaza." You know."

Deg

Be married? Bobby Mas?

" Yes already deck, this I will also be ready to come." said neighbor Bobby.

Mira did not reply, she still did not fully believe the news she had just heard. But if only the news, not necessarily true, how could Bobby mas married? Then.....

Mira's eyes widened to look at the accompaniment that came out of Bobby's house to a luxurious car decorated with flowers parked not far from where Mira stood.

The inevitable meeting between Mira and Bobby who took his wife in a wedding dress.

" Mad Bobby?" Mira muttered the name of the person who was surprised to see her.

" Mira!"

Mira got on the bike and asked Andre to leave.

Andre was also hot to see the betrayal made by his brother's girlfriend, immediately drove the bike at full speed, leaving Bobby who was chasing them.

" MIRA'S.... WAIT UP!" The scream still echoed in Mira's ear, but her heart was already sick, wounded but bloodless which she herself did not know if it could still be treated.

His first love left him, his father. Now, his first girlfriend betrayed him.

Mira roared in her solitude, distrusting at what had happened to her. So heavy, everything was disappointing and devastating.

Mira Adinda Indigenous Indonesia

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