
Mr. Jemari then knocked on the door of the room. And not long after the door opened and saw the figure of Angga behind the door. Mr. Jemari then walked quickly to his hape which was being stamped.
“Kok not filled its batteries.” Mumbled Mr. Jemari when he saw that the battery was still empty.
“Maybe the outlet is broken Sir.” Said Angga who heard the murmur of Pak Jemari.
“Please mas Budi only all the lights so as not to die again later tonight.” Said Angga later.
“The hoax news rush is spread all over the village, hape instead die.” Said Mr. Jemari with a troubled tone.
“Can be dangerous if it gets to my parents.. “ Gumam Pak Jemari next.
“What's up Sir?” asked Angga while looking at Mr. Jemari
“Scattered news I accompany sleep mbak Angga.” Jemari replied with a sad face.
“Hem.” Angga only smiled slightly just one side of the end of his lips that lifted.
Mr. Jemari then retracted his hape and walked half-run leaving his destination room looking for Budi mas.
While Mr. Jemari left the room, Angga was engrossed with his hapeenya was chatting with his Papi. Angga was very happy because rarely Papi had much time to communicate with Angga. Angga would rather be able to chat for hours than just a ten-minute call. Although Papinya chat while working.
A few minutes later Mr. Jemari and Mas Budi entered the room.
“Mas Angga this want to fix the electricity. If Mas Angga is disturbed to be able to go to the library first.” Say Mas Budi.
“Good Mas.” Angga said then he walked out of the room towards the library room.
While in the library room there is Marginah and Nesya is in front of the computer in the library room. They are both facing the same computer sitting next to each other in two chairs. In the library there is only one computer.
“It's Nes.” Marginalized
“Saved Well, create your file.” Nesya.
“How to do?” ask Marginah. Then Nesya's hand held the mouse and taught Marginah.
“You have sintered Nes.” Marginah praised Nesya
“Finger Fatima, only unfortunately there is only one computer only.” Nesya said as her hand taught Marginah.
“So I am not proficient only can write as is possible, but good enough for tomorrow's exercise if the computer is idle and Fatima's brother fitting there is time to be taught again to make column columns and others.” Nesya said next.
“Emang should there be how many computers Nes?” asked Angga who heard the talk of Marginah and Nesya.
“E... uh.. there are four computers only already good very helpful.” Nesya answered a little stuttering because she was shocked by the voice of Angga who responded to her speech.
“If there is a duty sister go to the rental place if there are already used.” Nesya said next.
“I can learn computer if it is quiet just like now. Sari's mother's computer is special for Sari's mother only.” Say Nesya again
“Well that way of typing do not just use the index finger, funny look.” Say Angga when you see how to type Marginah.
“Ah you are the same as Nesya, do not comment much first, I will again learn Reply Marginah is still busy typing with both fingers.
“I bring lap top you can use my lap top to learn.” Angga
“I've never held a lap top.” Nesya.
“Let alone me.” Say Marginah while her two index fingers are still pressing the keys.
“Ya if you want to learn if you don't want yes already I don't maksa.” Angga said casually and then again busy with his hapeen reply to his Papi chat.
“But Ang I learned to use lap top, yes Nes.” Say Marginah while elbowing Nesya's body.
“If it breaks how?” ask Nesya quietly.
“Uang Angga can buy many more new ones, mumpung he again want nawarin we learn. Don't miss the golden opportunity.” Say Marginah slowly.
While Angga is still busy chatting with his Papi. But arrived...
“Asyikkkk" Shouted Angga while clenching his hands. Then he got up and walked away from the library room.
Marginah and Nesya who heard the cry of Angga then turned towards Angga.
“Freaky people, suddenly coming, suddenly good, suddenly happy, suddenly gone.” Marginah
“May out chatting with her boyfriend.” Nesya.
“Can also, rich people are free.” Said Marginah then she was busy again, her index finger pressed on the keys.
Meanwhile, Angga walked quickly to Sari's mother's room. Angga knocked on the door of Sari's mother's room.
“What's Nga?” Ibu Sari asked when she saw Angga at the door.
“Bu, Papi I will come here.” Angga replied with a fluffy smile.
“Wah.. Alright later I'll meet him.” Sari's mother replied with a smile
“Thanks Bu.” Said Angga still with smiling lips.
“Same. Angga you start later lunch in your group dining table yes.” Say Mother Sari.
“Good Mom, I join the group who is Bu.” Answer Angga.
“Follow his group brother Fadli, later I show you at lunch.” Say Mother Sari.
“You can also ask ask to brother Fadli he is already twelve class.” Say Mother Sari later.
“Good Bu.” Angga said politely and then he resigned. Ibu Sari looks smiling happily to see Angga who seems happy and has started to try to adapt.
In the afternoon Angga had dressed up neatly including Pak Jemari. Pak Jemari already wears a nice shirt and trousers obtained from the Budi mas. In the orphanage a lot of clothes fit to wear that are still good good donations from donors. It has been cleaned by the caretaker and stored neatly in the closet closet.
“I'm looking forward to acquaintance with Papi nya mas Angga.” Said Mr. Jemari while combing his hair which is now fragrant.
“Iya Sir, I also can't wait to meet Papi.” Angga said with a smile then he was again busy with his hape. Check where the Papa has come.
“Come on sir we're out.. Papi has arrived at Mekar.” store Angga said then stepped towards the door of the room.
Mr. Jemari then followed the footsteps of Angga. The two of them walked together and they both looked very happy.
“We wait at the gate only Mas.” Said Mr. Jemari. And Angga agreed. The two of them walked towards the gate.
Marginah and Nesya who were well dressed saw Jemari and Angga walking towards the gate, then they both followed. And not long after the other children of the orphanage also followed them. They will all welcome the arrival of Papi Angga. Seeing other friends friends also welcome the arrival of her Papinya, Angga smiled as well moved because of the solidarity of her friend's home.
“Thank you.” Angga looked at them all.
“Same.” Say them all
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