Me, Khanza
First and Last Friends

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🍁 Now Alsha name change will be started from here, so Alsha who used to be no more since she lived with Grandpa, now she changed her name to Khanza 🍁

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The chirping of birds that perched on Alsha's hand when he sat alone in front of the door of the house of the Grandma because his sister and Grandma were delivering the results of the belinjo to the factory to connect life..

"Hey, are you hungry?" khanza asked smilingly to see the little bird alight at him. "Wait here I'll get you something!" muttered Khanza immediately got up from his seat and walked into the house.

Arriving Khanza in the kitchen he began to be confused because the layout was so messy that he felt sad with the condition of Grandma who lived life alone without any accompanying him, even he had thought if it was successful later would make happy nek Raya who already wanted to accommodate himself also Zizi.

Krasak Krusuk

Khanza was busy looking for something that he could give to the little bird, until he found a packet of bread tucked inside the shabby closet of Grandma, how happy he was after getting food for the bird.

Finally Khanza walked forward with a packet of bread he found.

Plush

The bird that was waiting for him drooped down like never before.

It turned out that the bird was sick from the beginning so he could calm down in the hands of Khanza initially, ordinary birds never calm when touched by human hands.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? are you sick?" muttering while looking panicked to see the condition of the bird.

As soon as the bird's eyes were tightly closed despite being moved by Khanza there was no reaction at all, he finally found out that the bird was dead and right in his hands.

The sad look on Khanza's face as he rose from his footstool while grasping the small bird tightly and looking for a place to bury the bird.

Khanza put on flip-flops and then tightly closed the door of the hut after that then he walked while wailing, should he be able to bury around the hut but not possible because more rocks than the ground.

After he walked a few meters from the hut then he found a piece of land surrounded by grass looks very spacious because the owner wants to sell the land but has not been sold so it looks so bush unmaintained.

"Alright, I'll bury you here a little bird," khanza said speaking with a smile satisfied to have found a comfortable place for the bird as a sign of friendship the first time when the bird alighted when he was lonely even though it came only for a moment.

Khanza scratched the ground with his own hands until the bird fit inside.

"Goodbye little bird," Khanza smiled after he finished hoarding the ground covering the entire body of the bird.

Khanza is very big on anything he is able to do with his own hands without anyone's coercion even though there are still many people who do not like him including Shopia is also the mother he considers as his helper angel could throw it away without mercy towards him as well as the younger brother thought Khanza who had been throwing a rough breath considering the story from Zizi earlier.

Khanza started to turn around to go back to the hut, before he stepped away he had seen from a distance a pair of children and mother was entering into a shop selling sponge tart while holding hands seen both of them really enjoy the togetherness even though it was just a little just hold hands, for a moment Khanza bowed lethargic considering Hayati back when she was little Hayati was so fond of her.

"What am I thinking? there is no way I can get that happiness back, don't imagine Khanza you are now fighting for yourself and your sister at this time" muttered Khanza slapped his forehead gently so that he realized with the dream.

At first glance Khanza saw a boy sitting on the side of the road holding a newspaper so full.

Then Khanza began to walk closer to the boy because he was currently on the road a little far from the hut even he signaled the road he passed fearing stray could not back home.

When Khanza arrived near the boy, he sat next to him.

"Hello sister, what are you doing?" reprimanding Khanza sounded very friendly while throwing his little smile.

But the little boy did not answer Khanza's question, only to reply with a very sweet little smile.

"Are you tired? is that why you're sitting here?" he asked again so that the child would talk to him.

Again the boy only gave a gesture and a nod of the head without sounding his voice.

Now Khanza began to wonder why the boy did not want to reply to questions from him.

The boy put the newspaper he was holding to the side of his seat.

Started playing with her fingers on the ground because she was mute from birth from where Khanza knew that the child could not speak.

Khanza does not understand such body language, so he just nods his head back with a cheerful smile indicating he is happy to be acquainted with the boy.

The warm conversation began to be felt again by Khanza especially he was amazed to see that little boy was willing to work hard without asking for mercy from others.

Unlike most other children who rely solely on their parents' money, daydreaming occurs when the child speaks his or her body language.

^^^To be continued^^^^

^^^🍂 aiiWa 🍂^^^

...Quote :...

Those who can tip the high end of self-esteem are those who will succeed in the future without the intervention of others, because the hand above is better than the hand that is in the bottom of the hand