I'M The One You Hurt
Aunt Atika and Lula.

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HAPPY READING'S...

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"Come, come! We arrived in town B. Who will not go down, will return to the city of S again" said the kernet as soon as their bus car arrived at the capital terminal B. Ayara who was sleeping immediately woke up and looked around her.

"Is this city B? Good Lord! Please help me. What should I do, I have no one,"

Do'a Ayara while walking down like the other passengers.

"How, Uncle?" ask the girl and pull out her small wallet. However, before answering the kernet who was about forty years old more or less it walked towards the driver and whispered in his ear. It made Aya feel scared.

Not long after talking for a while. The kernet walked back and met Ayara who was standing near the stairs coming out of the car.

"W-why, Uncle?" the tananya stammered because she was afraid.

"For you we give it free, Miss. Our bus was empty too. So just use the money for something else," replied the kernet saw along the way Aya no eating and the appearance was not okay. So he guessed that Aya might not have any money or else there was a problem. Coincidentally he also has a daughter, so it is not hearty to check the car ride money.

"Re-really? Uncle didn't mean to be mean to me, did he?" ask Ayara plain. Although he was, the man had malicious intentions, which might tell him.

Before answering, the kernet smiled and said. "I'm serious, let's just say I'm helping my own daughter. Miss just come down and be careful. The outside world is very cruel, I don't think you've ever come to this city" he said, truly willing to help.

Without any cue Ayara pulled the man's hand and he kissed the reverence for not thinking there were still good people willing to help him.

"Uncle, thank you! May God wait for the sustenance of you two who are willing to help me,"

"Together, go, son. Don't trust anyone. May good luck also be with you," said the driver who also looked at Aya pity. Actually, since the journey they noticed Aya who fasted and did not eat anything. The other passengers ate and enjoyed snacks every time they stopped.

"Yes Uncle, once again thank you," said Ayara smiling behind her mask.

Honey, this is probably because of your presence, son. So we can meet good people,"

Mumbled Aya while walking away from the terminal that happened to be in the center of capital B. He continued walking while thinking about where the ninety-eight dollar bill would go. Because the rest he had used to pay for the bus to his mother's grave and also bought mineral water along with two pieces of bread.

When he was almost exhausted walking without direction. The rain suddenly fell and Aya was forced to take shelter in the flower shop. Not for a short time, but almost two hours of rain never stopped. It was as if he was representing his heart that was stirring incessantly.

"It's cold" he said, holding back the cold and hungry. However, not long after that the door of the flower shop where Aya was staying was opened from the inside.

"Son, come on in! It seems you are cold" said an old woman over fifty years old. He is the owner of this simple shop.

"Te-te-thank you, Auntie. Me, I'm just here," Aya refused to remember the kernet's message if she can't believe in just anyone.

"I'm not afraid, Auntie. But I'm just--"

"Even if you stay out like this, the bad guys will see you. Come inside! Inside was a girl your age as well," interrupted the middle-aged woman again. Actually, he saw Aya from the inside getting cold, so he invited her in.

"But--"

"Here you go, let's go in! Aunty is not a bad person," before Aya finished her words. The shopkeeper pulled his hand in. Now it is not just rain, but strong winds.

"Let's sit!" his word led Aya to the sofa used by the customers waiting for their order.

"Atikah's aunt, who is she?" ask a girl who is arranging Lilies.

"Eitherway! Auntie doesn't know either, you ask. He doesn't seem to be here,"

"Son, you wait here, let Auntie make you some warm tea" continued the middle-aged woman leaving Ayara with the girl who was an employee at the store.

"Hi, what's your name? Is it really not the people here? and introduce my name to Lula," the girl asked and introduced herself immediately.

"Hi too, I, I am Ayara," Aya received Lula's hand. They get acquainted because they are like the same age.

"Ayara, what a beautiful name!" praise Lula smile. "Yes, aren't you here?" back to asking because Ayara had not answered her question.

"Truly, I'm from town A,"

"Well, far away! Where are you going then?" aunty asked Atika to bring tea for Aya. "Here drink! So that your stomach won't cool, "put Tea in front of Aya.

"Te-thank you, Auntie. Sorry I'm troubling you," Ayara said, not answering where she was going. Because he doesn't know the direction and the destination.

"It's okay, don't worry. But you haven't answered where you're going? Do you have any brothers in town?" Auntie Atica repeated the same question.

"Sa-me, I don't know where Aunt is going yet" said Ayara, looking down sadly. She still had not opened her mask for fear that Aunt Atika and Lula were shocked to see her face.

"Are you running away from home?" guess the Aunt who is more experienced at the bitterness of life. Before Ayara answered, she said. "Eh, what's your name, eum... Ayara, you open the mask and drink this tea while it's warm,"

"But... Me," did not continue Ayara also remove the mask. She was very cold and needed warm tea. However, how shocked were Aunt Atika and Lula. As Ayara thought, because she still felt pain on her face. So it's definitely a bruised face.

"God! Who would do this to you, son? Let's quickly drink the tea, let Auntie treat," exclaimed the middle-aged woman immediately changed seats beside Ayara. "Lula, hurry up and get the medicine town and boil some warm water, let Auntie treat Ayara's face," she said in a trance.

"Not many ask, Then go to the small kitchen that they often use to make Tea and coffee. But if to cook other foods can not, the place is very small.

...SERIATE......