MY name is Naima
Her.....

The rain fell so hard tonight, several times the sound of lightning struck. In the car I stared at the streets that were so quiet and the air felt so cold even though the car AC was turned off.

Actually when leaving, the weather was so friendly, but when I was approaching the time I was about to go home, it suddenly rained so hard, oiya tonight, last night, I had to go to a friend's house to take some schoolwork. Understandably, my promise to Dirga forced me not to go to school and miss some lessons.

"Why does Naima always care about other people?" ask Gun suddenly.

I'm just smiling

"It's okay Mr. Gun" I replied briefly.

"Why would Naima want to help the spirit, even though all of that can be very dangerous for themselves mbak Naima himself" said Pak Gun

"Sir Gun, I just want to help solve their unresolved problems in this world, if their problems in this world are not resolved, of course they will never be calm to leave this world" I said trying to explain.

"Naima's heart is very good" said Gun sir

I was silent, my eyes staring at the window. Tonight the atmosphere on the street was so quiet and desolate. I don't know why no vehicles are on the road. Maybe because the rain is so heavy, lightning also struck several times followed by a fairly strong wind that makes people lazy to get out of the house.

Traffic lights are red, even if the streets are quiet .Gun sir keeps stopping the car .

My eyes were staring at the car glass. Suddenly I saw a little boy sitting on the edge of the shop, his clothes looking shabby and soaked.

The boy sat down, with both hands tightly hugging his knees and his head bowed.

"Yes, Lord.These nights there was a child still outside the house, let alone the rain falling with a rush "murm in my heart.

My watch shows at 9 p.m. Imagine a child still outside the house in the rain. Where are his parents? How can parents let their children who are still that small in the streets, in the rain and in a state of wet and cold like that. Why his parents are not looking for him.

"Sir Gun, please park this car there, I will go down for a while" I said as I grabbed the umbrella in the back seat.

Then I got out of the car, I walked over to the little boy.

"Why are you? why are you raining at night? Let's go home brother and sister" I said to the little boy

The little boy raised his head and looked at me. His face was so pale and his body trembled from the cold.

My heart became very sad to see such a state.

"What did you eat?" much

The boy just nodded weakly.

"Let's take you home?" I said offer help

The little boy just shook his head.

"Why ?" I asked the little boy while my hand held his.

"It's cold." I muttered in my heart

And the boy's body shivered in the cold.

I immediately headed to my car, took some of the food I bought earlier and some money from my wallet.

"Well, if you don't want me to take you home, take it" I said, giving him some food and some money

The boy refused, shaking his head.

"Will you be sick? accept "my word

The boy looked at me with a sad face. I gave him the umbrella I was wearing so that the boy could be protected from the rain.

"Take care of yourself and remember don't forget to go home soon" I said. Leaving food and money for her.

And I immediately ran to my car and got into the car.

I saw the little boy holding my umbrella and staring at me.

I smiled at him from behind the glass

"Sir Gun, let's go home" I said

"Why doesn't the boy want to be taken home?" ask Gun sir

"Come away, Mr. Gun, I hope the boy will return home soon" I said

The car drove off, leaving the place. The wind blew and the umbrella and money Naima gave the little boy flew away. And the little boy disappeared.

When I got home, I immediately ran to my room.

Dry my hair and change my clothes.

After changing clothes, I immediately headed to the kitchen.

The atmosphere in the quiet house, I do not want to disturb mbak Sulastri who is asleep so better I make ginger wedang myself.

"Mak Naima I will go to the room, all the doors and fences are locked tightly" said Mr Karjo

"Mr Naima what are you doing? I'm helping ya"

"There is no need for Mr. Karjo, I can do it myself" I said

I then put the slices of ginger that I had cleaned into the glass, put enough sugar and hot water.

"Well, relieved..it's done" I said.

Then I walked to my room, until in my room I immediately put the ginger on the table.

I opened an assignment from a school I hadn't done yet . And that night the time showed at 22:30 WIB. And strangely my eyes are still not sleepy.

I was busy with work from school.

One by one, I do the work and I hope that tomorrow all these tasks can be collected at school.

Several times I drank my ginger wedang.

"Fun to warm the body" I murmured in my heart.

The rain still did not stop, several times the sound of lightning struck.

Why am I thinking about that little boy.

"How is the little boy? Has he gone home?" I ask in my heart.

I took a deep breath and exhaled.

*tock...

Geck...

Op* ....

The sound of my bedroom door being knocked from outside.

"Yes for a minute" I said

"What's up ?" ask in my heart

Gleck...

I opened my room door. But no one was there.

"Hahahahahah, at most I heard wrong" I murmured in my heart.

I then closed my bedroom door. And walked towards my study table to finish my almost finished task.

The clock is 24:00 WIB.

I breathed a sigh of relief because all my tasks had been completed I was working on and my ignorant wedang had also finished my drink.

I turned off my study lamp and headed for my bed.

"Thank God, tomorrow all the tasks should be collected immediately "I said in my heart.

*tock...

Geck..

Tok*tok*...

I heard my bedroom door being knocked back.

"Who?" much

" Who?" I repeated my question.

From my bedroom window, I tried to look out.

Tock....

Geck...

Tock....

I opened my door and I saw him standing in front of my door.

His body shivered in the cold, his face was pale and his clothes were wet.

He came to see me

He came looking for me

And he has come

The little boy I met at the edge of the shop, has now found. And he's not a child who exists in the human world. He is a spirit

The boy looked at me and from the look in his eyes I could see that he wanted my help.

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