Story Sheets For Arsyilla
Chapter one

Arsyilla Khalisa mahreen, in fact, comes from a family of the lower class does not make arsyi discouraged, Maybe this is the best according to the Khaliq for the destiny of Arsyi. His father died at the age of 5 years, during which time his mother took care and raised him.

Being shunned by relatives and relatives does not make Arsyi and his mother Rina unable to rise, being an only daughter makes Arsyi determined to raise her mother's degree and boast her father there.

Bu Rina is just a farm worker who works on rice fields owned by others during the day, while in the afternoon or evening he makes besek or known as bamboo crafts.

Not infrequently Arsyi also helped his mother to make the besek, himself who is currently sitting in the bench of Junior High can already think of adulthood. His intelligence need not be doubted, his memory is very sharp and do not forget his gentle and friendly nature that decreased from both parents.

Their families are much liked by the surrounding residents, because the village they occupy is not classified as a village close to the city so a beautiful atmosphere still envelops this village.

The school in this village is not a public school but a private school that every teacher is only an honorary teacher, but the cost is still relatively cheap for villagers whose income is mediocre.

"Ar bune to the rice fields yes, later you go home to school you immediately eat out of it beberes and ngerjain besek continued last night later in the afternoon let bune help" said Bu Rina when going to go to the rice field with Arsyi

"Okay bune, Arsyi promises tomorrow if he has graduated Arsyi continues to school until he becomes a successful person so that the bune is not tired anymore"

The average village boy like Arsyi is still innocent, not stupid yes but innocent in the sense that in his mindset he only thinks to raise his parents' degrees and study in earnest.

"Aamiin basically keeps praying that Arsyi become a successful person in the afterlife ya"

"Had arrived, learned the pinter yes Ar ibuk work first"

"Dada buk" Arsyi has stepped in the 3rd grade of Junior High School and today he carries out the exam maybe after that he continued his High School education.

Not terbesit in his mind to go to college, because the university or staim no one is close to his home, on average the distance is very far to take 4 hours to arrive. And if Arsyi chooses to stay in the boarding house later he will not be willing to leave his own mother at home.

"Hallo Arsyi, later play to your house ya make besek together" invite me

"May, come later so I have my mother's friends to the rice fields" replied Arsyi

"My mother also goes to the rice fields" said Lilis

"Later bring me marbles yes let me play adek you nov" said kinanti in Novi

"Yes, thank you"

"Let's go in for a little study before the bell sounds" Arsyi asked

"Come, uh yes yesterday with my father brought sweet potatoes from the field and this morning boiled my mammoth and made thymus later I bring ya we eat together" said Lilis spirit

"Let's bring boiled bananas later as well" said Novi just remembered his mother's message this morning

"Jaudah later let me prepare white water yes" said Arsyi, indeed the front page of Arsyi house is quite spacious and cool.

In this village the distance between one house with another is quite far and only a few houses are already on the wall using bricks, the rest is only bamboo houses even so the house is sturdy.

The exam had already begun, the classroom looked silent as his students were focusing on the paper he was working on.

No one dared to cheat just occasionally heard from the voice of male students who exchanged answers, this school is near the rice fields so the atmosphere of the village is very radiated.

It did not feel like the clock kept turning and the time to go home from school arrived, the provisions that Bu Rina brought earlier had Arsyi eat time rest allowance given his mother had been collected and now his piggy bank was full.

Not much pocket money arsyi, per day only 3,500 like his friends, the difference is that Kinanti, Lilis and Novi always run his pocket money but not with Arsyi.

Information that in Arsyi class there are only 4 female students were the rest were men all of 12 students.

"chest, later do not forget yes friend" said kinanti reminded

"ready boss" they said simultaneously

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"Arsyi" call Arsyi's friends when they get to the front of the house

"for a while, you guys sit down first I'm ready to go to the restroom first"

"okee Arsyi do not be long yes, the hunt will run out"

"yes, yes"

They sit on the mat that Arsyi has prepared on the porch of his house, they bring his sister except Lilis because he only has an older sister who also works in the rice fields and a TPA teacher at the local village mosque, just look at me again and Novi will definitely go home to bathe his sister.

Before long Arsyi came out carrying the woven besek that was ready in the bunu, or formed into a perfect besek.

They were busy talking until it was not felt at 4 pm had arrived, the mother who worked from the rice fields had started to go home.

"eh uh ti, nov already four o'clock yuk come home later you are scolded by your father again like yesterday because your sister did not you ask TPA"

"yes yes, don't be heard anymore"

Yesterday Kinanti and Novi got a long talk from his father, but they were like they were immune to being rablek if told.

While Arsyi was not worried because he had already washed clothes, washed dishes and folded clothes, only the rest of the house and yard sweeps.

"bune take a shower first let Arsyi who nyapu this"

"no papa you're tired of bune here"

"bune is more tired, just the bune that took a bath first" Rajuk Arsyi, it makes no sense indeed

"yes yes, dear bune same Arsyi is very diligent mwuahh" said Bu Rina.

"father see that little Lala has grown up, rich dad pinter diligently as well. You must be happy to see little Lala grow so great, pray bune and Lala small so that his sustenance is smooth, sir so that bune can school Lala small to success"

"La, if the father is still there, surely he is proud because Lala little is his favorite son, but the father liesin bune he said to take care of Lala little just as it turns out the father went first, but he said he wanted to take care of Lala little, but no papa ya little Lala still there bune" inner Bu Rina stared at her daughter's day.

Little Lala, the affectionate call given by Mr. Joseph to his only daughter, the child who during his life he awaited his presence and was left before adulthood.