MY ICE TEACHER
DINDA'S SORROW
When the time began to point back to School, Dinda and her Friends began to pack their Books into their respective Bags.
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"Within..."Pqnggil a friend of Dinda who saw the unfriendly attitude of Dinda from earlier..
But Dinda did not respond to the call, and passed from the Class just like that, The indifference made her friends began to take seriously the anger of Dinda.
Trying to catch up to Dinda, but Dinda with Anger it makes him speed up the road to his pickup car.and immediately go home without turning his head or stop for a moment
"Okay, Dinda is really angry with Kita, said another Friend of Dinda.
"Yaudah want how else people are angry that, Dinda if again Emosikan not mempan If persuaded use speech, Tomorrow we pick up to his house and leave together while bringing a lot of food, he said, and get him to eat at the cafeteria..."Saut another friend of Dinda's.
Ok also tuh, tomorrow I bwain some food and you also bring right..."
"For sure dong, said the other three Sahabt three, had a plan to persuade the dinda..
....AT DINDA'S....
"Basan evil, do not understand friends, do not care insensitive not feeling, At least like to have friends like them"Omel Dinda entered the shelter house owned by Dinda family.
But what makes Dinda often Angry to anyone Because of the Parents of Dinda who is always busy with work and pay less attention to Dinda who still really needs attention.
Only Money comes every month, every illness, every event, every school holiday or even on Dinda's Birthday.
In Dinda's house there are no People, Many who look after and nurture the young girl, But the attention of both Parents is more in need of a Dinda.
Because of the lack of attention, revoked noticed and cared for by his close friends...
Friends instead of Dinda did not care, But today she was quite disappointed at the brand that did not catch up with Dinda in front of the cold stiff teacher room, to just comfort Dinda who is tired by inviting Dinda to eat chocolate or something after school...
But what Dinda hopes is very far from her dreams, Dinda's best friend is even Happy-happy in front of the class and laughs without feeling Kasian towards her tired self...
"Mbok.." cried out Dinda called out to the madam who had taken her away from Orok..
"Yes non" replied Mbok from the kitchen while bringing something for Dinda to the dining table.
Dinda who shouted and almost climbed the stairs to the room stopped there.
Mbok Darmi smiled softly and approached Dinda, then stroked Dinda's shoulders towards the dining table...
"Nih non, sit down first, and take off the bag yes, in order to change the mood of non who is tangled" said joking mbok darmi who understands how to persuade the child of the Boss who is looking tangled....
"What's up???..."Curate the same mbik, let mbok tau, But while eating this yes," said mbok darmi who gave a spoon for chocolate pandan cake mbok darmi cuisine.
"Thank you mbok, mbok most know and understand my feelings"Welcome Dinda with a sweet smile and put spoon by spoon the cake into his mouth.
"Yes are both non"Balik's embrace mbok darmi while stroking the young girl's head...
Mbok Darmi is not the only person who feels at home and works long at the home of the elderly dinda, there are still a few more, ranging from drivers, gardeners and helpers.....
Dinda the young girl who is kind to people who work in her house never arbitrarily to her workers, she said, they focus on their respective work without any scolding or inappropriate remarks from Dinda..
Sometimes there are angry remarks from Dinda that are still considered reasonable, because girls of that age still want to be noticed more by the people around him...
Dinda finished the cake and then took a break and went to her room..
"Don't forget breakfast abis change clothes yes non, mbok already masakin favorite soup is not still warm" said mbok a little hard Because Dinda had climbed the stairs to the room...
"Yes mbokk,Amannn it. ,Dinda immediately slid abis Change clothes" replied Dinda with a Smooth shout and ran Little to her room....
Dinda rushed out of the room because the smell of soup that was already in the dining table makes the stomach slim Dinda rumbling and Ask in the contents immediately...
"La.la.laaaa..laaaa..laaaa..aaaa...a naaaa..nnnnaaaaa........"nyayian little Dinda down the stairs to the Dining table with a radiant face and ready to finish off and devour everything on the Dining table...
"Mbokkk....Uyyyyyyy Mbokkk darmi...!!!!! ..Laaaa laaaa" Dinda's joke sat down and pulled out a bowl of soup that was ready and warm...
"Mbok the best" Mbok darmi only responded with a smile to see Dinda happy to see the various foods at the dinner table...
Dinda is Hobby eat, almost anything and do not choose, especially for sweet foods such as cakes, ice cream and salty like citato snacks and other Spicy foods...
The food that was available at the dinner table made Dinda forget the incident at school and was very happy with the food that entered her mouth...
"Ummm...Flush..nyammm..nyammmm"....
While mengunya Dinda was still busy making out sounds, it marked a happy expression when devouring food...
Nearly an hour later the food at the dinner table was completely cut off by Dinda, and Dinda's slender belly looked quite fat, and her smile continued on Dinda's tiny lips...
"Selesaiiii""Dinda also moved slowly from the dining table because the food that went into the stomach lansing hers a little stuck and felt a little heavy...
"Ohhhh, too much as it seems" Dinda slowly climbed the stairs.
"The days are nice and I don't have to meet or call the parents who are very busy with their work and personal affairs" Said Dinda entering the room with a smile but there was sadness in the beautiful eyes of Dinda....
Siaoa oun who saw Dinda today will understand the sadness in his heart and the longing for an old man who never came home to him, even if only a princess...
Like a child who is not too expected, like no longer have parents who turn to him, mbok darmi is very good and understands and knows about himself completely, but now dear to both parents more he hopes right...