love in the wound
Chapter 12

"Whatever you're going to do, I'll always support you, son," she replied to me. Of course, everything is very valuable to me because after all, Mother's do'a is the best.

"Thank you, ma'am," I said, hugging her. I don't want the old woman to be exhausted in the slightest to support and raise her four children who have not had a family at all.

To be honest until now I never know whether Bang Gino already has his own girlfriend or not. Although he often pisses me off. As a little sister I want to see that he has his own family.

"Yes already, Mom. Naima wants to go to market first want to buy whatever equipment is needed," said I asked for permission.

"Well, be careful on the road!" Mother never forgets to remind me how important salvation is

"Ready, ma'am," I replied with an excited spirit.

Two hours on the market and getting everything, I started preparing the things I wanted to sell in front of the house. It's small, but at least it's better than being unemployed.

Busy arranging all the needs of the table, Elsa and Riska visited my house. As usual, my two friends are very happy people.

"Nai, selling this story?" Elsa observes one by one what I do.

"Yes, Sa. I don't feel right about it" I replied casually.

"Eh, how? you've met a guy yesterday, I've been to this?" Ask Riska. I can see the curiosity in his eyeballs.

I just smiled at Riska's words. Because I don't feel like I know him at all.

"Ih, you are this. She's the semalem mintak hape number you're the same as my girlfriend?" riska sewot. "I think he has a crush on you" he added.

Oh, so semalem number is that guy's number...

Then I was sensed if anyone chatted me with a new number and it happened last night.

So his name is Nugi.

I kept chiming in my heart and let them chat to themselves as they pleased.

"Yes Sa, you really are. Guys I told you that Nugi was very good. He likes to help people who need help wherever he is."

The two exchanged conversation. Because until now I was learning to organize my life so that it is no longer considered stupid.

"Sister, how many picture books are you going to buy?" ask a little boy of male sex who broke my filthy brain thinking.

"Four thousand decks, which one do you want?" I smiled at him.

"This is all." He chose Spiderman's picture on the cover. Understand he's a hotshot I thought.

"This is my brother, the money." The boy handed him the money in my hand and just ran.

"Alhamdulilah," I always said thankfully. On the first day of work, I had a buyer.

At night, as usual, I do not forget to do Islamic prayers before going to bed. Not long after that my phone rang again. I folded my face and immediately checked the contents inside.

Currishabelle, Ukthi. What are you doing now?

Wow, that's right. That number is the same number as yesterday. What Riska meant was this guy. I became curious to make it but I did not have the courage to reply.

Again the message was just I saw it, surely the young man thought I was very arrogant. Let alone, I am still in my position to learn better to know the figure of a man who wants to approach me.