Love Language

Love Language
Story from the parlor


After Roi came home, papa called me to talk.


"Ra, that was your boyfriend?"


"No, no, that's Rara's big sister."


"I think he likes you."


"Yes pa."


"Ehem, so you guys are actually dating?"


"No, we're just regular friends.Rara hasn't thought of getting there and has no intention of going out."My answer is relax


"That means getting married?"


"Yes, ng..but not immediately either pa."


Finally, our conversation had to be delayed because the Maghrib Adhan had been reverberating.


This morning I was getting ready after breakfast, because this morning I will accompany my mother shopping for the school needs of the children's home.As usual every year mama always invites me to shop for all my brothers in the orphanage,but if shopping monthly for daily needs usually mama is enough only accompanied by aunt only.


After finishing shopping we went straight to the orphanage, after previously had stopped by a restaurant to wrap some food for our lunch together later replaced.


Arriving at the waiting, we were immediately attacked and greeted by some of the sisters of the home who were already close to us.


If my mother and father had not nurtured and cared for me until this age, maybe my fate was far different from those who are currently around me.


When there was a chance I approached the mother of the head of the home who happened to be sitting alone in the front garden of the home while watching the children play.


I have prepared myself to ask a lot of things about my birth mother to the mother of the head of the home, because according to the story of my mother during my detention Pratiwi mother was brought by my mother and father to live in the home.


The head mother of the parlor shared about Pratiwi's mother to me who actually already knew the truth about me.


According to the mother of the head of the mama and papa home forced to bring Pratiwi mother to live in the orphanage to avoid slander because of the state of Pratiwi mother who was pregnant without a husband at that time.


But mama never misses her day without visiting Pratiwi mother in this home, mama every heart comes with nutritious food, pregnant milk, special clothes for pregnant women, and,as well as vitamins so that Pratiwi mother and I who are in the womb remain healthy.


Mama is so fond of Pratiwi mother like her own sister, even Pratiwi mother had dreamed if after giving birth later she wanted to help the head of the home to keep the children in this home.


At first, my mother had intended to adopt a daughter from this orphanage,but fate willed another because Pratiwi mother herself who advised the mother and father to take care of the baby shortly before Pratiwi mother died.The mother of the head of the home can only tell a little about the past he knew and my real mother.


But when I asked about where my birth mother came from, the head of the home did not know where Pratiwi mother came from because every question was asked that Pratiwi's mother looked hysterical.


Said Pratiwi's mother-in-law did not you remember where she was abused by an unknown man to make him have to bear the disgrace alone and forced to go away from his family who had not been want to accept it again and even blame and consider it a disgrace in the family.


The day had begun in the afternoon, we said goodbye to go home soon to all the residents of the orphanage.


Arriving at home I immediately cleaned and rested for a while in my room, I always locked my room and did not open it for anyone when I was in the room since the incident after the reckless incident that brother Rendi did to me.


Seriate.....