
Sezha doesn't know where to go, he has a house but it doesn't feel like it and Sezha also has a family but it doesn't feel like it. Only at school can his mind be a little distracted.
Even Sezha had forgotten about trying to end his life by hanging himself.
Sezha continued to walk along the edge of the path after step. Yes he deliberately chose to walk, so that he was not too fast to get home.
Until he arrived at the crossroads, Sezha stopped his carcass because he saw a little girl crying. The position of this girl not far from Sezha was about to cross exactly under a banyan tree that was quite lush.
This banyan tree grows near the crossroads. This banyan tree has leaves that are quite lush, but the tree is not too high can be said to be still short.
"Huhuhuhuhu.hiks.hix.." The sound of crying girls.
Sezha approached the crying girl.
"Daddy, why are you crying?" Ask Sezha.
This girl did not answer Sezha's question, she continued to cry bitterly while covering her face with her palms.
Sezha was confused as to what to do, Sezha watched every corner of this intersection, not many people passed by here. Although it is still daytime but this intersection is indeed quiet from road users. Sezha did not know who to ask about this child, because there was no one around the girl.
"Duh, still crying ? I'll ask her again, but she'll answer." Sezha Mumbled.
"Dec, are you lost? you don't know the way home? if you can find out, where is your home address? later let brother Anterin, rather than you cry here, alone anyway. Danger to your feet." Sezha asked again.
Free, this girl still did not want to answer. He still cries.
"Huhuhuhuhu.hiks.hix.."
Sezha decided to leave this girl behind.
"Dec, if you don't want to say. Brother yaudah is home. But you don't stay here long for the afternoon you know." Sezha.
With a heavy step Sezha left the girl.
Just a few steps Sezha stepped, his heart could not bear if he had to leave the girl alone.
"Think of kasian too if I stay, mending me just a time yes, yes itung-itung ngulur time home. Ntar if kesorean I live pesen ojol." Sezha abandoned her intention to go home.
Sezha turned back her steps, as she turned back the crying girl was gone.
"Well, nothing (Sezha's astonished). Where did the child go ? cepet is going very much ?" Sezha looked around the banyan tree while wondering.
A confused Sezha suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind.
Sezha looked back, seeing a middle-aged grandfather patting her on the shoulder just now.
"Yes cake, what's wrong ? " Tanya Sezha was astonished.
"What are you doing here? grandpa saw you standing here all by yourself ?" Grandfather asked back in a typical old man voice.
"Owh this is the cake, I saw that there was another girl crying alone right under the cake tree. Well I asked uh nangis continued, so I sentin to leave but I could not bear so I wanted to nemenin the child, but after I turned around uh the girl was not there, tell me that." Sezha.