
The woman then re-enforced her body, and walked into Riri's room, with both hands filled with shopping bags.
Let's stand up and release the doll, which he played with his new friend. The little girl lowered her face.
There was fear approaching him, when the mother of his friend walked over to him. The rejection he often got, made him always vigilant and prepared his heart to accept humiliation.
Mamih Riri placed her luggage on the floor, close to the child's study table. He walked back up to Mari, and bowed his body to be on par with the little girl.
"Sweet boy, who are you?" asked the woman in a tone of voice, which sounded so soft in little Mari's ears.
Let's immediately raise his face, and look inward at Mamih Riri.
"He Come, Mih. Riri's new friend," said Riri representing Mari who is still silent.
"Wah ... Riri pinter well, already have a friend here." Mamih Riri ruffled the hair of her little daughter, who had been trailing behind.
Little Riri smiled happily at the compliment from her mother.
"Where are you guys?" asked the woman again while staring at the two little girls in turn.
"So Riri was stray, Mih. Fortunately to meet Mari, he continues to help Riri find this house," said Riri who returned to represent Mari, who was still silent and looked at the face of Mamih Riri.
"Wah .. means aunt must say thank you dong to you. Thanks, Mari."
Let's just keep quiet. He was confused by the different treatment, which he actually got in the big house.
Mamih Riri re-enforced her body, and took two shopping bags. One was shiny purple and one was bone white.
He then returned to the two little girls.
"Here, one for Riri. And the other one's for Mari." the woman gave Riri a shopping bag that was purple and that was bone white she gave to Mari.
Riri was very enthusiastic to accept it, and immediately saw the contents inside the grocery bag.
"Wah .. new doll!" pekiknya with joy, got a toy that is actually already very unnecessary anymore, because of the number of trumpets.
Let's just keep quiet. He refused to accept the gift. There is a fear that later he will be scolded by his mother, because it is thought to steal.
"Come, let's go get it." Mamih Riri again spoke to Mari who kept silent.
"Sa .. I don't ma .. want," said Mari in the end with a stammering voice.
"Why? Are you afraid of auntie?" ask Mamih Riri.
Let's shake slowly.
"Bu .. no. Sa ... I am afraid I ... My mother ma .. angry," said Mari.
"Why should you be angry? Does your mother forbid to accept gifts from strangers?" ask the woman to find out.
Let's shake.
"Sound! If the problem is given by foreigners, it is natural to refuse. But he's a prankster. And again, he must be someone not capable, right. Usually they are very enthusiastic if given something for free," inner Mamih Riri guessed.
"Is your mother fierce?" ask the woman again.
"It's not so! Mother is the best person in the world!" say Mari with a high tone.
Let's little not accept if the mother is associated with a bad relationship. Not infrequently he will attack people, who dare to spy on the mother in front of him.
"Oh .. sorry. Auntie made you angry."
Let's get back down to hear the apology directly from Mamih Riri.
"Don't you want to look at the contents first? Auntie sure you'll like it" said the woman.
Let's hesitate. But Mamih Riri took the contents of the shopping bag, and showed it to Mari.
"Well ...," muttered Mari.
"Submit!" mamih Riri exclaimed as she looked at the expression of the little girl.
"Ehm..," let the little one nod with sparkling eyes at that cute soft-bristled thing.
"Take yes. It's for you." Mamih Riri handed over the doll, and Mari slowly accepted it.
A moment later, he looked back at the woman's face with a fearful expression.
"Mom will be angry. She must have thought I was misty," said Mari later in a soft voice, but could still be heard clearly by her friend's mother.
"Oh .. so that's the problem. Easy! A moment, yeah." said the woman.
Mamih Riri then walked towards her little daughter's study table, and took out a piece of paper and then wrote something down there.
After that, he went back to Mari Little.
"Later, when you're home, you'll see this paper to your mother. He certainly will not anger you," he said while inserting a paper containing the writing earlier into a shopping bag that has been empty.
"Ehm ...," Mari nodded enthusiastically.
"Yes, just have lunch. You guys finish the toys first, and then go down. We eat together, okay!" the Mamih's orders.
"Okay, Mih!" sahut Riri's.
Let's just smile at her new friend's mother, with a feeling of pleasure.
"Oh yeah, where's your Aryan sister, Ri? Is he home from school?" mamih Riri asked as she picked up all her shopping bags, which she simply placed on the floor.
"Already, Mih. Brother is in his room" said Riri.
"Yes already. Quickly go down well." the mother ordered the little princess and also her friend.
At lunch, Mari also ate with Riri, her sister and also her mother. The awkwardness was definitely felt by the little girl.
In his home, there is no such thing as eating together with this luxurious dish. Processed chicken, not even just one served on the large dining table. There are fried chicken krispi, chicken stews, even shrimp sweet sour sauce is there, complete with all the garrison that is actually very mubadzir.
By late afternoon, little Mari came home. He carried a shopping bag in his hand, and walked cheerfully.
Upon arrival at home, the mother noticed the item that was being carried by the little princess.
"What is this, son? Why did you get something like this? Where'd you daper?" the mother's scatter to Mari.
And according to the direction of Ms. Riri, little Mari also gave a piece of paper, with an inscription on it.
"Meet me, I was a mother who almost lost her daughter, if only your little daughter hadn't helped her find her way home.
It's just a little sign of gratitude from me, for your kind daughter. Please don't get mad at him for that hairy thing yeah."
After reading a message from Riri's mother, Mari was allowed to keep the doll by her mother.
Since then, Mari who did not have friends in the neighborhood where she lived, chose to come to the big house almost every day.
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