Love Language
Orphanages
"Ih, you bucin basics!"
My gertutuku when I saw brother Rendi and his girlfriend walking left us they walked happily while holding hands.
"Here you go, don't imitate your brother's behavior."
"Yes ma."
"Just remember yes, you can't date!"
"Trus if there's a guy I like how do you?"
"Yes..kalo is directly fit for marriage."
"Really ma?! can you kayak that? is Rara still in school?"
"Hest..kan mama said you can not date, does not mean you can marry just as carelessly as men."
"Yes,iya ma.....Rara's just kidding."
I saw my mom's face change instantly when we stopped talking about dating, so why did I see a worry in my face.
While busy sorting and choosing some writing equipment, I picked up a book that turned out to be someone took the same book by accident our hands touched each other and immediately I pulled my hand.
"I'm sorry, I'm not.se nga ja."
That person again the one who that night helped me, but was held only silent without a word out of his mouth to greet no. Finally I dare to open the conversation.
"You were the one who helped me that night, right?shop here too?"
"Hmm."
It was all that came out of her lips, it looked cool but it made me even more curious.
"I'm here with my mom, can I introduce you to my mom?"
He just stared coldly at me.
By leaving me for the cashier, I haven't even finished talking to him.
Mama painstakingly accompanied me shopping all my school needs, mama immediately reached out from the bag and called Rendi's sister.
"Have you finished buying it, you haven't missed anything yet?"
"I know already, I don't know my mom."
"hmmmmm, I think that's enough too."
Obviously enough with a jumbo trolley full of dozens of books and other writing utensils, while I just a small wheeled basket is quite complete.
It has become a habit of our family to shop for a lot of writing equipment for some orphanage children every new school year will begin, the school will begin,we often went to an orphanage called Mutiara Kasih where my parents were one of the regular donors.
Mama always said those who were there were my brothers, so I also had to always remember and do good to them because my mom said I was born there when my mom was visiting.
After coming from the shopping center to buy some school supplies for my brothers, we immediately slid towards the home before heading home.
We distributed all of our luggage until it ran out, not only the school equipment we brought there was also a basic food for their daily needs and some snacks and milk for them.
As usual we joked with them like a family, not long after we finished distributing our luggage papa came with Mr. Han with some sacks of rice.
Mr. Han is a confidant of papa who is often given a job if needed, that brother Han is a jobless worker who sometimes works if someone gives him a job.
I saw Sister Rosa just sitting alone on a sofa in the corner of the room.
Strange, why won't he join us here? my inner. Ah, that's what he is.Maybe he feels not worth it with us who are here, understand that he's a rich businessman jadu can only get along with the elite who are commensurate with him.
"Ros....why do you stay here alone?"
Asked Mama while approaching Rosa's sister, I saw she suddenly hugged her mother while wiping away tears.
Huh! she cried? wh why?who or what made her cry?did they fight? various questions just filled my mind when I saw Brother Rosa crying in the arms of my mother.
Seriate.....