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69. MUTATIONS

Randi and I are graduating Junior High now. The problem of the name of the father listed on my ijasah, while still following the SD ijasah first. Recent developments about who is the name of my biological father, until now there is still no improvement. My status as a child is not clear who the real father is. But nowadays people, especially my teachers, no longer stare with stifling gazes, laughing at my unclear status. My teachers are now even great partners in taking care of the children of the sun. My unclear status is no longer seen as strange, because the status is unclear not only me. 19 children of the sun status is not clear as well, and my teachers are not laughing, not laughing, even trying to make their status unclear becomes a motivation for children to perform as much as they can.

The children of the sun have been enrolled in school. Fourteen people to the State Elementary School, five people to the boarding school, which to the pesantren later they will go to school. Especially for Mimbo, Bu Yanti asked, the business of his Mimbo school that takes care of him, he who finances. Although in daily activities Mimbo still joined with other children of the sun, but every before the Magrib Mimbo returned to his mother's house, he slept at his mother's house.

Of the five children who entered the pesantren, Dian is one of them.

Consideration Dian entered the boarding school, in addition to because Diannya also wanted, also because me, Randi and our teachers saw the ability to memorize her extraordinary. We hope that later Dian can be a good memorizer of the Quran, also mastering the hadiths and Islamic religious knowledge. Who knows our ideals to have a pesantren can be done tomorrow after the day after Dian and his friends graduated from the pesantren.

Means sorted already. The business of listing schools for children of the sun is finished, their preparation for school is also good.school tools, uniforms and others, all are complete. The sun children themselves can be said to be smooth reading, writing, and basic counting. At least when they enter school later they will not be too different from other children who have a TK education.

Now stay for me and Randi, the business of continuing school, we're still upset. We want to fully help Mak and Mr. Samsudin take care of the children of the sun, so automatically we have to go to school in the garage so that the task can be carried out properly. But we did not have the heart to make that proposal to Bu Nita and Pak Daud. How sad would Bu Nita be if we moved to Garut.

"Come, why daydream? Already graduated from school instead of being sad even with a gloomy face. What's up?" Ms. Nita asked, we were sitting around relaxing this afternoon. Me, Randi, Ms. Nita, and Mr. David. Dian, Mr. Nana and grandmother have returned to live in Garut. Mr. Nana's routine check to the doctor is now only once a month and physical health, especially psychic Mr. Nana is also much better than when the first action plan five months ago. Dian's right eye vision has also gradually improved, although therapy using glasses is still done until now.

"Not daydreaming, Mom. We're looking at HP. Isn't that right, Ran?" Randi nodded, his eyes remaining focused on the HP screen.

"Hm. where can the eyes of the mother be lied to. Your eyes are looking at the HP screen, but your mind is out of nowhere." Ms. Nita is back to investigate. I smile. Randi is still acting funny.

"If the mother's guess is, it looks like you guys are confused about continuing school huh?" Miss Nita glanced at me, her lips smiling. Although this Miss Nita is not my real mother, but her feeling is always right. He could always guess correctly about what we were thinking if we happened to be caught daydreaming.

Randi no longer pretends to focus on HP. He looked at his beloved mother with a doubtful face.

"Mom's guess is right?" Said Bu Nita again. Mr. David just smiled to see what our expression was like.

"Yes, Mom." My answer almost coincided with Randi's answer. We finally chose to be honest. We have not yet decided on the school we will choose as our next school.

"Seriously may, Mom?" I said with great doubt.

Miss Nita is nagging for sure. Randi and I looked at David. He held out both thumbs of his hands steadily.

"Mom and Dad are both here, is that okay, Mom, sir?" Randi tried to remind Bu Nita about the risks of the word 'can' he said.

"Who do we say we'll stay alone?" Bu Nita glanced at Mr. David with a smile.

"Well, right, Mom. We moved to Garut, and here, there's Mom and Dad, right?" Bu Nita and Pak Daud compactly shook their heads. We are becoming more and more clueless. Our parents must have been comforting themselves, so as not to be too sad to lose us.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, sir." I can finally just apologize. My face and Randi's face were down. We dare not look at the faces of these two great parents before us.

Slowly, Bu Nita's right hand raised my face, her left hand held Randi's face up. Miss Nita said,

"We are proud and happy to have you. We will always be near you and support every step of your struggle."

"I mean mother?" Asked Randi, I myself tried to wait patiently for Ms. Nita's explanation.

"Take this." Mr. David showed me a piece of paper. Randi and I immediately noticed what Mr. David was showing. It's an official letter. On the letterhead it says 'Letter of Decision'. At first glance I read the contents of the letter, more or less about moving work. It says the name of David. Move from Cirebon branch office to Garut branch office.

"Mr?" Randi no longer waited for me to finish reading. He approached David and hugged him. Bu Nita approached the two happy people and hugged them both. Bu Nita rubbed Randi's head affectionately. I could only watch the romantic scene with a smile. Randi who was a dozen years into a mere child puppet Bu Nita and Pak Daud, still free to spoiled his mother and father. Although Randi already knew that he was just an adopted child, Randi did not care. Randi seemed to tell the world that whenever Bu Nita and Pak Daud belonged to him. Just look, Randi is now sitting between Bu Nita and Pak Daud. He again listened to SK change jobs Mr. David with a proud smile. Randi now believes that no one can separate him, Miss Nita and Mr. David.

"Will. Here." Suddenly Miss Nita told me to come closer. He shifted his seat, then asked me to sit near Randi. I hesitated, but the wave of Bu Nita's hand convinced me. I sat near Randi with a pounding heart. Especially when I felt the delicate hand of Bu Nita rubbing my head gently, very gently. Until unconsciously this eye closed. I know this caress in my head is the caress of a mother, who in past years always made my heart peaceful, but this time made this chest rumble.