The Suffering of the Raised Child

The Suffering of the Raised Child
Chapter 99.


Mahalini, Mama Clara and Mami Amora have arrived at the Bunda Kinan Foundation, all children gathered in front of Mama Clara's car and also Mami Amora.


''Children, please help enter into yes, '' exclaimed Mami Amora who already knows little children, because Mami Amora more often come to this place, instead of Mahalini and Mama Clara.


All children who are in the foundation on helping to remove all the items he brought to the foundation Bunda Kinan.


''What did the lady bring, how much, '' asked Mother Kinanti who just came out of her house.


When Mahalini and her family came, Bunda Kinanti was performing dhuha prayers, so the ones representing Bunda Kinanti were the children who happened to be on her school holidays.


''Just food and a few snacks only Mother, just wanted all buyin for the baby, but afraid of buying wrong, said Mahalini who is now kissing the back of Mother Kinanti's hand.


''Don't be a pity, yesterday Mami you bought in shock for the little one, let's go in? cook yes want to chat stand here sich, ''' he replied by holding Mahalini's hand very tightly, afraid Mahalini instead fell because in front of the foundation of the road rocks.


''Mommy, may I ask no?'' ask Mahalini when it reaches the terrace of Mother Kinanti.


Mother Kinanti nodded slowly while bringing her three towards the middle room, to make it more pleasant in her conversation.


''Why in front there should be rocks sich Mother, how about the adek adek play in the future, continue to fall would be severe injuries,''


Mother Kinanti chuckled at the question from Mahalini. ''No kak Lini, they all never play in front of Mother's house, next to where their play is very spacious, so they all do not play in front,'' answer them by shaking slowly.


Mommy Kinanti knows that Mahalini is very worried for all children in the foundation of Bunda Kinanti, even though Mahalini only met them once, all of them, but Mother Kinanti saw the eyes of Mahalini who was so sincere to all of them.


''How, if in front of Mother Kinanti's house in plaster only, the stone was thrown away, '' he said.


''No need, all of you have been very helpful to all of us all this time. So Mommy feels bad about Madam Clara and Miss Amora, '' her reply that prevents Mahalini.


Long they chat with Mother Kinanti in the family room, Mahalini himself has gone to the house next door, where there adek on living in her, Mahalini himself has gone to the house next door, Mahalini was very moved by all the adek in her, they did not show her sadness, they all only felt the happiness given by Mother Kinanti so far.


''Didn't Lini really come?'' exclaim one of the children who ran towards Mahalini.


''Iya dong dear, brother kan sudsh promise will come, so brother must keep the promise dong, ''' answered by hugging the little boy.


Mahalini took the hand of the little girl in front of her, then in the direction of the right to the stomach that had been protruding, ''How,'' asked Mahalini to the girl.


''Cock adek baby does not move sich kak, usually will move in his stomach,''' asked by raising his head.


''After this must have moved too kok, anyways you are still small already know that adek ndi in the stomach can move, ''' asked Mahalini half investigating.


''Mother's belly babysitter used to be like that sister, when I held her baby adek moving inside here, '' answered innocently.


''Very smart sich you darling, are you in school now,''


''Already, but only Mother's nanny who taught me inside this foundation, while the others her school outside the foundation,'' her reply by lowering her head.


Mahalini turned her gaze, to the nanny, who was currently beside her.


''He must not be exhausted Non, if he is exhausted his illness will recur, '' his reply, staring at the face of the little girl who was in front of him.


''Indeed she is sick what Mom,'' asked Mahalini curiously.


''Since childhood he has suffered from heart failure, somehow his parents willingly put it here, '' he replied in a soft tone.


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