My Brother
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They sit back and chat together, occasionally joking and laughing cheerfully, but do not forget the sick who can only smile at the laughter of his friends and friends. Who else if not Beautiful, because their main purpose is to visit and comfort Beautiful to recover from the pain. Without them noticing there was a pair of eyes watching them.

"I'll be in, when you guys get home!" Murmured a man who stood not far away but was invisible to them.

"How are you doing, lovely?" Tanya Dayat broke the boisterous sound of another laugh.

"It's been quiet, but maybe I haven't been able to get into school. Dad won't let me!" His face turned sad.

"Don't go if your condition won't allow it!" Prohibit Ana from being approved by the others.

"Now Friday and tomorrow Saturday. That means you just don't get in one day. Tomorrow, there will be no repetition in our class. So you can rest for two days." Dayat draws conclusions.

"Oh, yes! Wait a minute, I'll stay!" Saying Beautiful and then standing up. Not yet beautiful standing, his body staggered almost fell. Lucky there is Dayat that directly supports the body Beautiful. Out of nowhere and when it came, Fatur was also beside him and helped Indah stand up.

Ana memapah Indah went into the house and sat Indah on the living room sofa.

"I'm fine, come back with them!" His request to Ana. Ana comes out and rejoins them.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" Mr. Yusuf immediately approached Beautiful.

"I'm not papa, Dad! I just want to get a math PR book for me to leave it to Ana." The answer.

"Then let me take it!" The Proposition of Mr. Yusuf. Mr. Yusuf picked up the Beautiful Mathematics PR book that was on his study table.

Lovely come out and give her book to Ana. "Can I cheat your job?" Usil Ana's.

Beautifully smiled and said, "May."

"Then we'll just do the PR!" Suparman's idea came at the right time.

"Yach, I didn't bring a book!" Tina patted her head slowly.

"You take a picture of the results, after that you can do it at home." Beautiful talk up. Be them doing PR at Indah's house except Tina.

PR is done, they leave to go home.

Stay Fathur and Beautiful who chat on the terrace, but not so long because Fathur told Indah to rest.

"Rest, I want to go home. Tomorrow night I'll be here again!" He said with a face and then turned back home.

"Fa!" Call Beautiful.

Hearing Indah's call, Fathur stopped his steps and turned to face Indah.

"Thank you!" Her speech.

Fathur pulled the tip of his lips smiling as he nodded and waved and left.

Grace who had noticed them, undo his intention to meet Beautiful.

Yes, the pair of eyes that watched over them was Grace. "*So many people love Lovely*" he murmured.

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Buk up!

Elsewhere, Ibn bumped into a girl of the same age as Beautiful. He carries a packet of fried rice scattered due to the impact of Ibnu. Lucky they were the same - on foot.

Ibnu bought a pack of fried rice in exchange for the girl. A short chat fills their time while waiting for the order to be completed. Ibnu asked the girl his home address. The girl mentioned the same address as Beautiful.

"Do you know Beautiful?" Ask Ibn.

"Yes, Mas. I'm his playmate, because Beautiful doesn't have a school with us!" The answer.

Hearing the girl's reply, Ibn added his order to two packs. One for the girl, one for Beautiful.

Arriving at the Beautiful house, Rika knocks on the door. Beautiful who was still sitting in the living room, slowly opened the door.

"Here, there's fried rice for you!" Rika thrust out the package in her hand.

"From who?" Tanya Beautiful curious.

"I forgot to ask her what her name was!" Rika scratched her head that was not itchy.

"Jude, thank you for bringing it to me!" Beautifully received the package.

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"Hopefully you like, Deck!" Ibn in heart hope the fried rice survived to the destination.

After the girl, Ibnu bought a pack of meatballs to take home. On the way home, Ibn met a little girl who was about five years old crying on the side of the road.

Ibnu approached the little girl who had the name Dita. "May I ask Om's Meatballs?" His ink is still sobbing.

"May, but there are conditions!" Ibnu put conditions on a child as small as Dita.

"What?" Ask while wiping away tears.

"Call Brother, not Om!" Ibnu replied while giving a meatball wrapped in transparent plastic.

"Alright, Brother!" Dita answered with pleasure and received meatballs from Ibnu's hands.

"Where's Dita's mother?" Ibnu asked after Dita's crying subsided.

"Mother died when I was four years old. I have a new mother. She's fierce. Like tonight, I didn't feed me. I got kicked out of the house because I wanted meatballs for my dinner. Mom said she didn't have any money!" Answer Dita at length.

"Yes already. Then, now Dita's home huh! Bring the meat and slowly eat it. Do not forget to read your prayer before eating! It can, right?" Ibnu.

"Yes, Om! Uh, Brother!" Sahut Dita then ran home.

Someone may ask, Who is Rika? She's a wonderful playmate at home. Although their houses are close together, Beautiful rarely play. Maybe because they are different schools and busy with their respective school activities. Rika is also a self-sufficient person. She often helps her mother look after her three younger siblings. Many times her mother asked Rika to shop at a traditional market. With a shrewd look, he bid the price of fish or vegetables. Different from Beautiful and Vinda. They always help the work of parents, but not as heavy as Rika's work. This makes Rika rarely play.

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The Fajr Adhan awakens the Muslims to face the Khalik. Even with Mr. Joseph's family. Beautiful get up and clean yourself up. Then pray at home.

The look of the hand, said the Prayer, the cry in the heart asking for forgiveness, the blessing of sustenance and long life did not escape from the strands of petition to the Creator.

After praying and reciting, they returned to their usual activities.

Because Mr. Yusuf did not allow him to go to school, Indah chose to wash his clothes.

"Don't be too tired, honey!" Mr. Yusuf.

"No, Dad. Today, I just washed my school uniform!" His reply politely stopped for a moment the activities of his hands that were soaking his dirty clothes.

Before Indah continued washing, Bu Sri told Indah to have breakfast.

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