
That afternoon, a girl wearing black Muslim clothes combined with a veil in the same color, walked down a narrow street in the village, each passing through a gathering of people who were chatting, indira always said her regards and lowered her head.
Although veiled, both eyes look beautiful indira with thick and long eyelashes, both eyebrows thick and wide like a rice field.
Indira, everyone knows the girl named indira, indira lives with a grandmother named darmi.
Since the age of 3 years, Indonesia has been wearing closed and veiled clothes until the surrounding community even once gossiped as a disabled child and had a contagious skin disease.
Darmi always smiles when everyone says it, let people say what, Darmi no longer cares.
Little Indira has grown up, Indonesia has always held firm to the principle of Darmi, the grandmother, that we live not to please others but we must remain polite and must not be rude.
Indira hugged Darmi warmly.
"Sir..I'm authorized to take medical school in Jakarta, okay???"indira smiled
"in Jakarta!!"Darmi asked back in full concern
"yes Grandma, I got a scholarship there, baby if not taken.let me take care of grandma"both eyes of Indira glazed staring at Darmi who always smiled.
"medical college is a long time darling, you can't take it only at the general practitioner" Darmi stroked Indira's head gently.
it is true that Indira has a dream to become a specialist in internal medicine, because it is his goal to treat Darmi who is often sickly.
"how about taking nursing only yes, not long enough for only 5 years" Darmi kept smiling
"grandmother .what's the difference between 5 years and 6 years, it's only a difference of 1 figure only.maybe, I promise I will always go home if it's a holiday" Indira blinked one of her most beautiful eyes.
"alright ..hopefully always be healthy baby" Darmi hugged Indira back
"oh yeah Grandma, how about grandma come with me just stay there, let me calm down.."Indira raised her head looking at the face of darmi who was getting older.
Darmi sighed heavily, "I've escaped all the way from the treasure-crazy people, and now I have to go back there, O God"darmi said in his heart.
Indira looked at Darmi with confusion, when Indira was small, Darmi always told him that after graduating High School, Indira had to study medicine in order to help people who could not afford to seek treatment, but when it was in sight, Darmi even like not liking.
"oh yeah grandma, I took the one in Lampung aja yes, medical college, do not need in Jakarta, how???" Indira is still trying to discuss
"yes. grandma agrees that in Lampung.we move there, when to start attending college dear"Darmi smiled again.
"one more month Grandma, well that in Jakarta I cancel ya grandma".Indira took a mobile phone and emailed the university in Jakarta that Indira would not take it there.