Namoras
Ameng and Acong approached

"Namorah... Wake son! The school!" Mirna's voice roused her son to wake up and get ready to go to school.

"Ma.mmm..." Namora said wriggling. "Namora doesn't want school. Namora is ashamed of being insulted constantly!" Answer the boy.

"What do you want to be if you don't go to school? Want to be a ghost?" Sergey the Mother.

"Mom. Namora doesn't want to go to school. But, if constantly insulted, Namora becomes lazy. At school, Namora has no playmates. Who wants to be friends with Namora. They all said that this Namora was the son of an inmate. I don't know why you can go to jail" Namora complained as she opened her eyes.

"Don't do it, son. Your father is not a bad man. She's just a victim of the greed of the bad guys" the mother said in defense of her husband.

Maybe it's time he had to tell Namora who Tigor really was. However, he would definitely not be able to tell it. His heart would be very sad. The husband is currently in prison. I don't know what he's like right now.

"Mom. In a few days Namora will be having a birthday. Are we going to celebrate Namora's birthday in jail again?"

"Yes. We'll celebrate your birthday in jail. Your father would be very happy. You're eleven years old now. Not feeling, right? Six more years your father will be released from prison. Don't you like it?" Ask the mother.

"Like. But, for another six years, Namora will be insulted by friends!" Answer the boy. In his heart, he still blamed the father. Because Dad was in prison, it made him experience humiliation for several years.

"Patience boy! You'll be finishing elementary school soon. I'll find you a junior high school, where no one will insult you!" Persuade the mother.

"Now go take a shower, have breakfast and go to school!"

"Good Mom!" Answer Namora obediently. He immediately rolled towards the edge of the bed, then immediately got up.

"Mom. Don't give me pocket money!" Reject Namora when she gives Namora her allowance.

It has become a habit of every parent, who will give pocket money to his child when leaving school. This can at least be to buy food or drinking water when the child is thirsty during school. No exception Mirna. He does not want the child to not focus on learning because it prevents hunger.

When the money given to him was rejected by the child, Mirna also scrunched her forehead a sign of not understanding why the Son refused the allowance.

Mirna immediately asked why the child did not want to be given money.

"Free to bring pocket money. Because, when they get to school, Namora's money will be exchanged by them. Namora could never buy food because her money was forcibly stolen by them, Mom," the boy replied as he was.

"Yes already. Namora has a great breakfast! Not going hungry at school" the mother said. He immediately left his son's room to prepare for the child's need to go to school.

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"Mom. Namora's off to school!" Namora immediately kissed her hand before leaving for school.

Between home and school is not far away. If you walk, ten minutes will be up to the shortcut. But Namora's base. He even went through public roads so that the journey grew further. To him, what was he worried about? The money he has. No one will cut himself. Because he didn't bring any pocket money.

It seemed like what Namora was thinking was really far off. Because, once in the middle of the road, he was intercepted by Diaz, Ruben, Dudul and Rudi.

Namora knows this won't be safe. Because, such a thing had often happened to him.

"Heh son of an Inmate. Here you are!" Said Dudul while clasping his hand.

Namora, who did not bring any pocket money, approached the four children and said. "I wasn't given pocket money by my mother. There's nothing I can give you!" Namora said after arriving before the four children.

"You must be lying!" Ruben. "Let's go get him!" Take it to his three friends.

The four of them immediately ransacked Namora's bag, pocket, pants pocket, even they were able to open the red pants of the child.

Bugh!

"Stupid you are. Bring the pocket money tomorrow! Otherwise, you'll be stripped so I can't go to school."

"Review you!" Threaten Diaz while pushing Namora's head.

Namora just squatted down crying on the side of the road. He had just stopped crying and looked up, when one voice rebuked him.

"Well, is that a whiz crying?!" Said one reprimanding voice.

Namora saw two young men standing over her from the morning sun.

"Why are you crying handsome boy?" Ask another of the two young men.

"Who is this uncle?" Ask Namora wonder.

"We? We are your father's best friends. Get up!" Reply to one of the two youths while pulling Namora's hand.

"My father's best friend? Why is Uncle here? My father's best friend is in prison. There's no way this uncle is my father's best friend!" Namora said beginning to roll back. She remembers her mother's message that, if she meets unknown people, then she should stay away. The person may claim to be a relative. In fact, later he will be kidnapped and then made into a collision.

Recalling until there, Namora grew more frightened and continued to retreat until her back stuck on the fence of the house.

"Your name is Namora, right?" Asked the young man with a gentle smile. This he did so that the boy would not be more frightened.

"Where does my uncle know my name?"

"Your name is Namora. Your father's name is Tigor. Your mother's name is Mirna. Your uncle Rio's name. He was a police officer. Don't you?" The young man asked as if he knew everything about the Namora family.

"really. But..,"

"Not to be afraid, son. We are really your father's friends. It's just, we didn't go to jail like your father did,"

"Oh yeah. Uncle's name is Ameng. His friend's name was Acong. You can call us with that call,"

"Gee. It turns out that this uncle is my father's best friend. But, how did you know I went to school here?" Namora's question began to lose her fear. At least, he had heard from his mother that his father had more than twelve friends. And the two are Ameng and Acong.

"We know. It's even been a long time. But Uncle wanted Namora to promise," Acong said anyway.

"Promise?" Namora scratched her head.

"Namora had to promise that don't tell anyone Namora met with Uncle Acong and Uncle Ameng. Promise?!" Acong said again as he stretched out his little finger.

"Promise!" Namora answered while welcoming the finger of Acong pinky with her little finger.

"Now Namora has to go to school. After that, we can go for a walk!"

"Ok uncle. Namora go to school first!" Said the boy smiling. This time he smiled very happily. After a long time that smile was like being forcefully snatched from her.

Seriate...