Mysterious Mate
Eps 16's

"It's okay I iklas remove you ziz for the woman of your mother's choice" replied me and I gave a sweet smile that covered the wound in my heart.

"Be a child devoted to a mother" I continued and stood up to leave them as if I could no longer hold back my tears.

Ooh god why it feels so tight this chest and why my tears are freefall without stopping, I said in my heart.

*How wonderful it is to walk as hard as my life that you created God feels so sick.

May I choose not to know him so that this heart does not hurt.

Why god why.

I must not be weak like this, God must create my best mate. I said in my tears*.

I wash my face and I grab my bag and I call mom not to come home tonight and mommy lets it. I saw the innocent children laughing like there was no burden. I want to come back like them.

"The scoops clean the toys and then we pray first" I told them.

"Good brother" he replied together. I saw my mom cooking dinner last night hugging my mom and crying in her arms.

"What's wrong son" asked the mother of the parlour while stroking my hand.

"why does it feel so sick mom?" said I sniffled.

"Klas kiddo is the best way for you" replied the mother of the home.

"I've tried but it still feels crowded" I said.

"You can definitely have a strong child" said the mother of the home.

"Sister let's pray we're ready" call the parlors.

"Mom let's pray first" take me.

"Come on, son" said the mother of the parlour while turning off the camp that was still burning.

We did a prayer stint after that the children of the home cleaned my home and the mother cooked for dinner until 17:30 just finished. We did a ritual of cleaning and waiting for the magrib prayer. While waiting for us to read the Qur'an together until the new reverberating azaan we stop reading and then perform the congregational magrib prayer. When we finished we headed to the dinner shirt and ate until we finished.

"Okay big brother" they answered and went to pick up their book. There are those who do not understand kurangan, addition, and multiplication and there are also those who are still struggling to read, ahhh it feels very anxious for me.

"Decks now let's rest in the room is already night" said I firmly. And they each went to their own room. I went to their room to see if they had not slept. Until there is one bed that is still empty I surround the orphanage and towards the front garden I see my sweet child is daydreaming while looking at the moon.

"Why are you here baby" I asked the sweet boy.

"I can't sleep" he replied.

"But outside is cold" I said.

"No, my brother is wearing a jacket" he replied.

"May I sleep on my brother's lap?" queried.

"May dong dear" answered me and I elus his head that is on my lap, what in the mind of this small child until he chose himself like this, I asked in my heart.

"Sister." called him and his eyes were already glazed over.

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