MY name is Naima
123...Vim

Kriing.

I woke up from my sleep

"So I was just dreaming, but everything was clear" I said

It is so sad my heart, seeing the state of the little boy, hem.it is not just a dream, the boy did come to me in a dream.

I wake up and make my bed.

Geck...

Tock....

"Yes please come in, the door is not locked" I replied

Chequek...

"Mbak Naima, mbok Warti wants to talk to mbak Naima" said mbak Sulastri.

"Now mbak? " many

Sulastri nodded his head.

I immediately walked towards the room mbok Warti.

"What's the mbok?" much

"Here son" said Ms. Warti as she waved her hand at me, asking me to come closer.

"Yes mbok" I answered and sat next to the bed

"Mbok Warti what's wrong?" much

Mbok Warti looked at me gently.

" Mbok want mbak Naima not to return to contact with supernatural beings, all of it will be very dangerous for self mbak Naima himself" said mbok Warti

"What does Warti mean ?" much

"The spirit of a child has come to you, right? He wants you to help him. But son, the more you help, the more spirits will ask you for help" said Ms. Warti.

Hearing the words of Ms. Warti, I was surprised. How Ms. Warti could know about the little boy. And whether Ms. Warti can see him who is invisible.

"How did you know about the boy?" much

"Mbok tell me, why can you see that little boy?" askaku returned

Mbok Warti was silent.

I was really confused by the words of Mrs Warti. I want to know the truth, but this is not the right time.

"Mr Naima. Naima's mother must go to school" said mbak Sulastri reminded.

"Mbok, later on Barti must want to tell the truth to me" I said

Mbok Warti just smiled at me.

Barti's attitude is not as usual.

"Mak Naima took a quick shower, it was time for Naima to go to school and do not forget to eat first before leaving for school" said mbak Sulastri

I just smiled, then said goodbye to Ms. Barti and immediately headed to my room

I immediately rushed to the bathroom, today I was faster to do my activities, because I was chasing time.

As usual I immediately carry out my morning routine, and do not forget all the last night's workbook that I just did, as soon as I put it in my bag.

"Yep, it's over, it's time to eat and go to school" I said after wearing my school uniform.

I immediately grabbed my bag and went down the stairs .

"Mbak Naima ..do not go first.mbak Naima eat first" said Mr. Karjo suddenly.

"No sir, I'm lazy to eat this morning" I said, and I immediately walked to the front porch.

In the courtyard of the house Mr. Gun was waiting in the car. I'll be approaching the car immediately.

Seeing my arrival, Pak Gun immediately opened the door for me.

"Sir Gun, we're leaving now" I said

In the car, for some reason the child's face was always in my mind, and without me noticing my tears dripping.

"Mother Naima is crying?" said Gun sir suddenly

"What!" I said surprised

"Why is Naima crying?" said Gun sir while giving me a tissue

I can only be silent

"There must be something that Naima is thinking about" Gun said

I just nodded, though,

"Tell me, Mbak Naima can trust the father" said Gun

"Sir Gun, why should a child suffer because of the faults of his parents?"

"What does Naima mean?" ask Gun sir

" Oh sir." I replied trying to stop the conversation.

"sometimes mistakes from parents have a tremendous impact on a child's life, for example if the divorced parent has an impact on the child, the child, no child wants to be separated from both parents.They want to get complete affection from both parents. But if reality doesn't match expectations and they should see their two parents part, the sadness is certain . But that is the reality and parents should still be able to give the same love to the child even though the circumstances are not the same anymore. But most of what happens out there is that parents are preoccupied with their new family and pay less attention to the child from their previous marriage and more sadly if the child should have a stepmother or father stepsisters who do not have a conscience, Gun sir can not imagine what happens to them later" Gun said then suddenly stopped.

I look at Mr. Gun's words, I know what Mr. Gun said is a truth and a reality, he said, even though there are still mothers or stepfathers out there who have a heart of gold who are able to accept their stepchildren with a sincere heart and love them like their own children.

"Sir Gun, I want to tell you about this little boy, but I don't know where to start" I murmured inside.

"Sir Naima, we have arrived" said Gun

I didn't feel like I was in front of the school gate. I'll get out of the car immediately.

"The spirit of Mbak Naima.ayo smile" Gun said to me.

"Yes, Pak Gun spirit !" I screamed and smiled

I immediately walked to my class. For a moment I tried to forget the boy, but that doesn't mean I forgot my promise to the child's spirit.

I sighed, I hope today will do me good.

I move my feet with passion, and try to do the best I can do according to the ability I have.

In class I immediately walked to my chair.

" Have you come to Naima?" ask my new best friend Dea who I know at my new school

"Yes Dea" I said and smiled

While waiting for the bell to ring, Dea and I shared stories with each other, I could not tell Dea much about me. I told him about my pleasure and it turned out we had the same hobby.

Oya, my old schoolmate wasn't with me anymore. We went to school in a different place. Our friendship did not fade. Too many events that we have gone through and too many memories that are not easily erased by time.

"Hay.." said Lusi.

"Hay Lusi" I said hello

"This morning you look very happy" said Luci

"Hey..of course.why life is also made difficult" said Dea.

I just smiled.

"Yes.iya.iya.you are right Dea" said Luci.

"Naima, go home from school later we go to Mall yuk" asked Lusi

"Sorry Lusi, I can't "answer

The face of Lucia was a little disappointed

"Other times yes" I said

Lusi smiled at me.

The doorbell rang, and I prepared myself for today's lesson, though I still thought about what she said this morning and my promise to the little boy

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