The Fortitude of a Mother
Ratna manggala day

In the morning, after dawn prayers, Mirah was busy in the kitchen preparing various kinds of dishes to sell in the canteen.

While the ratna manggala, the child was still asleep wrapped in a blanket

At about six in the morning the telephone was ringing crowded, from the post office, from the showroom and banceuy clothas, not to mention people who had been queuing full in the cafeteria.

"Yes, wait a minute, I'm ready," and then prepare an order from someone who just called.

Some portions of toast with a mouth-watering chocolate melt are ready to be delivered to the toilet and post office.

Not to mention the variety of warm drinks ordered to accompany the very cold morning, there is hot fresh tea, there is sweet tea, there is hot milk there is also coffee.

Mirah's hands are full left right, with all orders.

"Ah, I ask for help with nana only," he murmured.

Mirah took her foot into the room, to wake nana

"Nana dear, wake up son, mother wants help," mirah shook her shoulders slowly

It was not too difficult to wake the child, as evidenced by his rapid awakening he instantly from his deep sleep, or could he have been too full to sleep? i-i don't know...

"Why would you ask for help, nana?" asked the boy in a typical hoarse voice of waking up.

"Mommy wants to deliver breakfast orders, to the post office and the toilet, but the mother has trouble bringing everything, so from that mother asks for help with nana," said the mother.

"Alright, nana wants to help mom," quickly the boy woke up.

"Thank you baby, now you wash your face first" said the messenger

"Ready,"

After Nana finished her face washing business, then the child immediately helped her mother, bringing toast.While mirah brought the warm drink on the left right hand, her mother,

They go to the post office first.

"Excuse me, sir, this is an order of toast with coffee," Mirah offered the order of the officer there.

"Thank you mirah tea, yesterday where have I been, I see the tututp canteen?" ask the man, who is known as Didi.

"I went home to the village, pick up the child.Mumpung again school holidays, so he may spend it here," mirah smiled and explained

"Owh, so? deservedly," didi smiled

"This is his son?" now his eyes were shifted to the cute little figure in front of him

"Yes, this is my son" he said kindly

"What's the name of a sweet boy?" mr. Didi aligned his body with nana, then he asked.

"My name is ratna manggala, pak didi can call me nana," the boy introduced himself

"Well, what a good name.Your father is smart to give you a name," the post office clerk praised Nana's name, but he was unaware that her last sentence was in trouble,because Nana will certainly continue to ask about giving her name from the father or not.

"Hmm, nana also likes this name, great dad right 'mom?"

"Well! umm,e.that's, yeah," flutter and turn her face away.

"Why tea?" mr. didi caught the gelagat mirah

"No, it's okay 'sir, '" Mirah tried to neutralize her nervousness again

Finally after a while at the post office, waiting for his payment while chatting, Mirah and Nana went to deliver other orders to lapas banceuy.

"Nana can play here 'yes, if you are bored in the cafeteria," pak Didi gently rubbed nana's long hair, with a smile on her lips

"Thank you 'sir, nana must play here later," he said steadily

"Ready boss!" pak didi smiled again, he was pleased with nana, who was easily familiar.

Arriving at the mirah and nana immediately gave the orders of the officers.

"Well, where have you been? some days close the canteen, I miss coffee and toast made by teteh," an officer smiled widely, welcoming the arrival of mirah.

"I came home a few days ago 'sir, pick up my daughter for a vacation here, '" mirah smiled kindly

"Owh, so 'yes, surely this is the princess in question, so'nya very beautiful like her mother," the police officer praised nana, or maybe mengombali his mother...? I don't know.

Hearing the praise from the man in uniform, Mirah just smiled and immediately parted.

"My name is ratna manggala, if the police can call nana only" he said

"Hmmm, what a great name," he said, may you become a great and humble leader

"Aamiin.." mirah and nana.

"Mariii," mirah and set foot to leave the place

"Wait on! nana if you get bored of the canteen, can play here 'yes, later play the same om" shouted the police, before nana and mirah really disappeared behind the large building owned by Pak rahardjo.

"Ready om!" nana shouted back while pointing her thumb.

Arriving at the canteen nana immediately play cooking with carefree cooking, while mirah continues to be busy serving buyers who come directly to her canteen.

"Mom, there's a play in the back garden 'yes," the back garden is a park whose road leads to the car repair shop, still one building with a canteen and a mirah room, and,but in that part of the garden the roof was deliberately made open so that there was sunlight coming in, for the survival of the plants there.

"Yes, nana can play there.But, don't play too backwards yes," of course what is meant by mirah is a large car repair shop, the workshop section is indeed the back right near the toilet, the most appropriate part is near the toilet,actually he was still traumatized by the events some time back, where he saw the terrible creature on the round table, even though in the morning like this there of course many people who were working, but still, still,he always felt bad when he remembered that.

"Every ma'am, nana just play in the park anyway, oh yes ma'am, ask vegetables yes a little.You cook the cooking," nana is a child who is very obedient to the words of sag mother, sweet little girl.

Nana jumps up merrily, towards the back garden.In his hands he brings mustard vegetables as well as cabbage flowers, and his next hand he carries a knife that is not too sharp with a small plastic basin.

Up in the garden behind the child with his scarf playing his own cooking masaka, slicing a small slice of vegetables that had been carried and then put in the small basin, he acted as if he was cooking, he was cooking,he also talked to himself as if there were friends there, and it was indeed a common thing that children do when playing alone.

A smile rose from the lips of a handsome man, who had since noticed Nana who was busy chattering herself with his carefree, but now he could not afford to just pay attention from afar,cu'eng who had just checked the workshop workers, now he could not wait to get to the little girl.

"Hi, so much fun," said cu'eng to nana, then he sat down next to nana in the green garden.

"Yes dong,om want to follow 'no, play cooking with nana?" innocently and unsuspectingly, Nana spoke.

"May" answered the man short.

Finally, with the magic snowman playing with nana, of course it became a new thing for him, even though there was trisa the nephew but he never played like that, he never played like that,there was a different feeling in his heart.

"Your name is nana?" tanyanya made sure

"Ratna manggala actually, but it's okay, just call a short name," replied the boy as he kept his hands busy playing the vegetables that had been cut into pieces.

"Surely nana, right? his short name,"

"Lho,'kok, do you know the short name nana?" for a moment the boy stopped his activities with the vegetables he had been playing with, he felt astonished and frowned

"You're this, unconscious since earlier mentioned her own name," cu'eng smiled amusedly, she felt funny with a beautiful little boy in front of her.

"Owh, 'yes, 'nana forgot om.Hat habit of calling her own name," nana laughed with laughter and it was very impressive in the eyes of the cu'eng.

"Duh, how adorable are you.Actually whose child is it? just this time I saw you," once the snowman said a lot, he used to speak only as necessary.

"His son mother mirah dong," to be honest, the boy

Degs...

"Child,mirah?" he murmured, but still heard nana

"Yes, this nana is the only child of her mother mirah," she repeated her answer

"Mirah turned out to have a child," cu'eng's heart beat fast, he did not expect that the beautiful graceful woman already had a child, she had a child,it cannot be denied that a little bit of disappointment is now in his heart.

"Owh, where is his father then? why did nana's father let her work hard on her own here," asked cu'eng, she was eager to find out the truth

"Nana's father was dead, a car accident.Just a few months ago," she said very honestly, but it wasn't about her real father.

Serr...

Cu'eng's heart rippled quietly after hearing the narration of the nana, the feeling of disappointment that had existed now seemed to disappear somewhere, as the cool breeze came.

"Owh, so..om helped sungkawa 'yes, for the departure of his father nana," said his sincere from the bottom of his heart, now he felt concerned about nana, nana,because according to him now he is an orphan that must be considered, at least that is what is taught religion in anut cu'eng, even though he is not a perfect man and obedient worship,but he knows something like that.

Sympathy for nana just grew in the heart of the man, the feeling of wanting to protect and cherish as sincerely was now imprinted in him,

especially for nana's mother? ciee..pak cu'eng😁.

"Yes already,om go first, not yet breakfast," the day is already nine, and he has not had breakfast at all.And now the goal is the canteen mirah.

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