MY name is Naima
Collapse of pride part 1

Day by day I was getting more and more annoyed with the attitude of Vonna, the rich, spoiled and bossy child . At school he behaved as if he was the child who had the most advantages, he prided himself because he was born from a family that was, should he be grateful for the destiny of his life, he said, not even boasting and humiliating others, every human being on earth in the eyes of God is the same as the benchmark is his faith. And it's not understood by Vonna.

"Lia, are you going to the cafeteria?" ask Vonna.

" Yes Von, why? " answer Lia.

"Let's buy me some bread, keep fresh tea, I'll wait for class" Vonna said.

I saw Lia just nodding her head, sometimes I wonder, why Lia always wanted to be ordered to do something by Vonna.

Vonna treats Lia like a waiter. When Lia gets into trouble, Vonna doesn't want to help her or care about Lia's situation.

The bel of the break had rung and all the students were running into the classroom. I sat in my chair and Anna was busy eating her chewed food .

" An, soon the teacher will come" I told Anna.

"Yes, just stay a little bit of this" Anna said, while not stopping her mouth chewing food.

Not long after, the teacher had walked into the classroom and was followed by Mr. Gun who was walking behind him.

" Hadewh what is this? why, Gun sir, all of a sudden to my school? " i ask in my heart.

" Kids, it turns out that today there is a friend of yours who is having a birthday" said the teacher at the time.

I was surprised, though,

" Anniversary? I have a birthday? why I forgot today I have a birthday" I said in my heart.

"Today is Naima's birthday and Mr. Gun's arrival here, to distribute the parcels for you and don't forget to wish Naima a happy birthday" said the teacher.

All my friends were looking at me, I was also surprised I did not expect that Mr. Gun came to my school. Suddenly my teacher told me to come forward to hand out the parcels to my friend.

"Sir Gun, I didn't tell you today was my birthday" I told Gun.

Mr. Gun, smiling and saying "Siblings, I represent the Naima family inviting you to Naima's birthday tomorrow at 10am on Sunday, you do not need to bring an important gift you come to enliven the event" said Mr. Gun.

My friend clapped and looked happy.

Then I distributed the parcels one by one to my friend.

"Happy birthday Naima" my friend told me.

" Thank you" I said with a smile.

"Naima happy birthday huh" Lia told me.

" Thank you, Lia" I replied with a smile.

Vonnapun came forward with a downcast face of embarrassment.

"Congratulations Naima" said Vonna to me, with a bowed face.

"Yes thank you Vonna, don't forget tomorrow come to my house huh" I replied with a smile, Vonna just nodded. Then Mr. Gun wrote my home address on the blackboard. Before leaving me Gun said goodbye to my teacher at that time and he said to me that he would wait for me at the stop next to the school, this time was the last subject of my class. We started to focus on the lessons.

"Sst..sst" said Lia.

I also turned towards Lia, with a slightly confused expression.

" What's up?" I asked Lia.

"Naima, the food box is very good, the Tupperware brand is expensive, there is always salad, hmm delicious" Lia told me.

I also just smiled at the expression on my friend's face.

" It has to be" I told Anna. The class was finished and the bell rang, we were ready to pray together and after that, we went home.

I'm walking towards the stop, today Mr. Gun picked me up in a very nice new car.

" Sir Gun, whose car is this? " tanyaku.

"Why use this car, this has no license plate, then if there is a police how?" I said to Gun sir.

" Where's my bike? Why didn't I get picked up by motorbike? " my question to Gun sir.

"Sorry, Mr. Naima, Ningsih's mother forbade him to ride a motorcycle" said Mr. Gun.

I just fell silent and with a sullen face I got into the car.

"Whose car is Gun?" my many.

"This is Naima's car, Naima's mother bought it for you" Gun said.

"I'm just a kid Mr. Gun, I can't drive it "I said all along.

" Ha.haha.ha..ha "until Mr. Gun laughs. Today I saw Mr. Gun's face looked happy, he told me a lot along the way and I just fell silent sometimes I laughed to hear Mr. Gun's story.

Not long after we had arrived home, I immediately ran into the house and I was surprised my living room had been transformed so beautiful, decorated with knickknacks and balloons arranged so beautifully, I looked towards the wall of my house, there was a beautiful decorated inscription.

"HAPPY 7TH BIRTHDAY

TO MY DAUGHTER NAIMA

MAY YOUR LONG LIFE AND HEALTH ALWAYS BE "

I was surprised to read the writing and I walked to the kitchen, in the kitchen I saw Mr. Warti was arranging a glass.

"Mbok why arrange so many glasses" asked me on mbok Warti.

"Yes mbok is preparing for tomorrow's event and all the food has been ordered so tomorrow just put " said mbok Warti.

"That means I'll wake up early tomorrow to help Ms. Warti"

" No need to kid, tomorrow from the catering has sent some people who are in charge of arranging and entertaining food to guests" said Mr. Warti.

I nodded my head, then I left my own Ms. Warti and I walked towards my room, arriving in the room I changed clothes and lay on my bed. Suddenly Olla was beside me.

"Naima happy birthday" Olla said as she hugged me.

"Thank you Olla" I said with a smile looking at little Olla.

Then I took my phone, I called my mom, I thanked her for everything and asked if she would be home for my birthday, but she said she couldn't go home.

"Yes I know you can't go home, it's okay "I said and then I hung up on me without even listening.

"It's always like this" I said in annoyance.

" Sister, don't be sad even if the mother is like that she actually loves you sister" Olla said trying to cheer me up.

"Well from where? My mother has no time for me, I'm alone Olla" I said to little Olla's ghost in an angry tone.

"Look at me sister, my mother left me since I was a child, my father remarried to another woman who had no conscience, my father did not care about me, even when I was sick they did not care, maybe with my death they will be happy, because I am like a burden to them" Olla said with a sad face.

I hugged little Olla's ghost, yes Olla was right, my mother loved me differently. Maybe everyone will have a different way of showing affection to their loved ones.