Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 5

Your main task is to continue to move forward to achieve the hope of realizing the ideals. You don't have to stop just 'cause they're not on your side.

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The sky still spread the darkness, the sound of the chicken crow belonging to the neighbors was already unpretentious. Sayup-sayup the voice of the morning adhan echoed. The girl was awake with all the preparations. Big bags, small bags, and all necessities. It's been packed neatly from last night.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. I begin this journey by calling your asthma, O God."

He muttered as he dragged the big bag to the porch of the house. Sitting waiting for the arrival of Rayan who insisted on dropping off.

"Tell!" A female voice call distracts Naina from the street in front of her.

He smiled when he saw a friend who had been accompanying in likes and likes. He is the only friend who has never been demeaning, let alone insulting about Naina's origins. All the things Naina told him, and he kept everything well.

"Tiwi?" Naina got up from her seat and walked over. The two hugged, maybe for the last time.

"You really want to go? Why, no, not just stay here? You can stay with me. The other friend also did not mind, really," he whined while holding Naina's shoulder.

The Lita girl smiled, implied sadness in both her sweets were brown. The heart also felt heavy leaving the city of his birth. All the sweet and bitter memories gathered there, including her once having a complete family despite being unhappy.

"I have to go because it's a message from Mom. Mom wants me to be a son to uncle and aunt. Pity them are old, but have no children" said Naina despite having to lie to herself.

Everything must change, he must not lament the fate that his loved ones continue to leave behind. Hopefully there, Naina gets a better life story. That's hope.

Tiwi lowered her sluggish shoulders, disappointed by Naina's decision to leave Jakarta.

Before long, Rayan's car came. Naina prepared by holding her bag, smilingly welcoming the arrival of the man who had been guarding her all along.

"Sister!" Fathya ran straight into Naina's arms.

"You're going with Brother too?"

The teenage girl nodded cheerfully. In the back of Rayan's car, following Fatih's car that will release Lita's child's departure.

Naina says goodbye to everyone, Tiwi cries hysterically unwilling that her only best friend will leave. Until the car carrying Naina disappeared, Tiwi was still there waving her hands.

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After traveling for four hours, they arrived at the village corresponding to the address on Naina's paper. The girl got out of the car, walked over to a stall to ask about the address of the house.

"Assynolajet. Sorry, Sir, Mom. I'd like to ask you, where is Sumiyati's mother's house, huh?" naina asked a group of people gathered at the shop.

"Oh, Mak Sum. Neng continued straight, there will be a school. Go into the school alley, later also met," replied one of the residents.

Naina smiled and thanked everyone there. He reenters the car, telling Rayan to stay straight until he meets the school.

"Here?" Rayan stopped her car in front of the school because the alley could not be passed by four-wheeled vehicles.

They get off and leave the car to the people who are in the front stall of the school. Together enter the alley while looking to the right and left. Housing is crowded, there are many residents and children who play in the alley.

Naina asked one of the residents, they took her to a simple house selling children snacks in front of her.

He sighed before entering the terrace of the house, glancing at the stove on the table. Then, approach the door and knock on it.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

A middle-aged pair descended and looked puzzled by the people sitting on the porch of his house.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Sorry, who are you, huh? And find who?" ask the middle-aged woman to them.

Naina stood up and gave Lita a piece of paper before she died.

"Mother asked me to come here. I'm looking for Aunt Sumiyati" Naina replied as she looked at the wrinkled face in front of her.

The woman pondered, looking at Lita's handwriting with a frowning forehead.

"Who's your mother's name?" ask the woman while looking at Naina's face and remember who has a similar face.

"Lita's. My mother's name is Lita." Naina stared doubtfully after telling her mother's name.

"Lita? You, tea, Lita's son?"

Naina nodded her head, smiling further. I hope it will be well received by both parents.

"Maa is Allah! Lita's son. Thank goodness!" yell at the woman while hugging Naina, "Sir, Lita's daughter, sir. Lita's child!" He called the man who was with him to come closer.

Naina took off her hug, then greeted the two of them.

"Come, comein!"

They all went inside, sitting on a circular mat. The owner of the house brought them drinks, served them in front of everyone.

"It's drunk. Ala rate," said the woman kindly.

"What's your name, son?" ask Uncle Naina.

"I'm Naina, Uncle, and these are my two brothers. Rayan and Fathya. We are not blood, but it is like family" Naina replied.

"Where is your mother, son? Why don't you come here, guys?" sumiyati asked as she rubbed Naina's shoulder.

The girl continued to be moody, her smile disappearing instantly when asked about her mother.

"Mother ..mom passed away yesterday, Uncle, Aunt. That's why I came straight here" replied Naina while bowing her head.

Silently rubbing her eyes held back her cries. Inwardly always remembered her promise to Lita not to cry anymore.

"Innaa lillaahi wa inna ilaihi raaji. Patient, yes, dear. Aunt didn't expect Lita would leave us this soon. Don't be sad, just stay here with Uncle and Aunt. Think of us as your parents, yes," the woman said as she rubbed Naina's back giving her peace of mind.

Naina sobbed, though as strong as her heart had held back the grief. He hugged Sumiyati's body, shedding his tears at the woman he had just met.

She said nothing but crying in Sumiyati's arms. The warmth of the embrace made Naina's heart seem to find her mother's affection.

"Yes, honey. Just stay here, Lita already has no one else besides the two of us. We also have no children, with you here. We are happy," said the man who rubbed Naina's shoulder.

Fathya hugged Rayan's chest, saddened to see Naina crying hysterically in her aunt's arms.

Naina nodded slowly, breaking down her embrace and wiping her tears.

"Thank you, Uncle, Aunt. Nai is very good here. Thanks." Thanks." He hugged the middle-aged woman again gratefully.