
Although Shanum joined his uncle who was different religion, but Mr. Arsena never forced him to go to church. He freed his children to choose faith. As a parent, he only taught his children about doing good to everyone.
Shanum paddled his bike towards the nearby rice fields, apparently his father and brother were not there. Then he turned around, moving to the other field. They were sitting in a hut to rest.
Shanum came to his father and brother while carrying plastic containing souvenirs for them.
"Don't run Sha!" shanum's brother who used to be called Mut shouted.
Just now the older brother was silent, Shanum fell down.
"Oops!" Shanum's brother shouted again then laughed at his sister.
Despite laughing at her sister, Mutia kept coming to Shanum and helping his sister stand up.
"Well, if anyone says it heard! Haha..."
Shanum put on a sullen face, he poked his lips a sign of annoyance.
"Have not pressed her lips, and she is beautiful!" ledek Mutia was still laughing.
The two of them walked to the hut and sat down with their father.
"Sir, this is a gift from Ms. Lelly," Shanum said as he handed the parcel he had brought to his father.
"Where was your mother's father, Nduk?" ask Mr. Yanto while opening the package.
"From out of town, around the meubel shop. Mommy Mut kok tumben at home?"
"Mbak Mut has been at home for more than a week, next Tuesday. You never came home. Kirain forgot about us" replied Mutia.
Shanum's sensitive heart like his skin was silent. He never forgot his real family. He did not come home because he did not dare to ask permission from his adoptive parents.
Since joining his uncle, many say that he seemed to forget the origin. Even Eyang Cokro, parents of Miss Lelly also often reminded if he was not the son of Mr. Arsena and his wife.
Despite that, Shanum never showed any sadness. She smiled every time there were words that hurt her heart. Quiescent. That was all he could do, he had never put up a fight at all.
The teachings of Mr. Yanto and Mr. Arsena are always remembered. Do good to everyone even if they hurt you sometimes. Not necessarily that person hurt intentionally.
Therefore, every word that hurt his heart. Shanum just kept quiet and smiled without answering or replying.
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Shanum returned to Mr. Arsena's house after staying one night at Mr. Yanto's house. He went back to his usual activities if Ms. Lelly was at home.
Learn to walk, learn to cook, learn how to eat to speak words. Every step Shanum took was completely noticed. Moreover, the parents of Ms. Lelly who often say Shanum like a wandu, increasingly make Miss Lelly educate Shanum hard.
Weeks later, Mr. Sena and Ms. Lelly are back out of town. Kali is not short because in addition to checking his business, they will also accompany Anton graduation. Mr. Sena will also teach Anton to manage his business.
Shanum decided to go home to Yanto. Before returning home, he had asked permission to Mr. Arsena and Ms. Lelly.
Shanum went to school on his older brother's bike, the paint peeling off. Not because Mr. Yanto did not want to buy a new bike for Shanum, but rather keep the feelings of his sister-in-law.
"Num, we're going to your house?" the Goddess and Sarah at the same time.
"Other times, how?" shanum Sahut.
Not unwilling to invite his friend to play at home, but he has not asked permission to either Mr. Arsena or Mr. Yanto. He was confused which house to take him.
"Say you can't!" sahut Goddess ketus.
Shanum was silent, thinking for a moment. Finally Shanum decided it was better for him to take him to Yanto sir's house. His foster parents were not home, there was no way he could have brought his friend to the house.
"Alright, comeon!" Shanum reluctantly agrees to his friend's request.
Today they came home quickly because there was a meeting of the board of teachers and administrators of the foundation. At ten in the morning the students were discharged.
After traveling for twenty minutes pedaling a bicycle, they finally reached Shanum's birth parents' home. The house is simple and not as big as the house Mr. Sena. This is because Mr. Sena sold some of his rice fields to open a business. While Mr. Yanto still chose to be a farmer, taking care of some rice fields.
The house looks deserted because Mr. Yanto is still in the rice field. At home there is no food, only water and white rice.
Shanum just gave his friends a drink. They chose to sit under the water guava tree. The guava tree is currently bearing fruit, so they tell stories while eating water guava.
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"Shanum is not the son of Mr. Sena, his house is just ordinary. Look at that bike! It's so bad cake, he's gonna change the bike just a result of the neighbor's minutes. At least he was just a ride with Mr. Sena. There's no way he's Mr. Sena's son."
"Not shameless! I'm poor, I'm not rich."
"We'll see the bag, there's no pocket money for him. Who knows, all this time he did not have pocket money, so sit in class, "provocation one of them.
Finally the three of them searched the contents of Shanum's bag without permission.
"Why did you unload Shanum's bag?" shanum asked in surprise when suddenly his classmates searched Shanum's bag without excuse.
"Wow, look! A lot of money turns out to be him."
"Most money help it!"
"Yes, best of all! His face is a pretentious one, but a thief!"
Shanum could only cry seeing them treat him.
The class leader who saw that finally called the teacher who happened to pass in front of the class.
"All of you to my room! Bring the bag and the money, too" cried the teacher.
All five of them went into BP's teacher's room. They were interrogated one by one by a teacher named Yuliana.
"Look Mom, Shanum's got a lot of money in his bag. That must be money. He's not Mr. Sena's son. He's lying, Mom!" said the student.
"Yes, Mom! He lied to us, said Mr. Arsena's son. Though not who's who Mr. Arsena."
They all lightly cornered Shanum. Shanum just looked down sad. He did not expect that the friends he thought were good turned out to corner him.