True Love Danti
Danti who returned low

"Mama Deo, what grade of her child?", asked Mira who is friendly and smart to get along, in contrast to Danti who is quiet and less sociable, when it was fifteen minutes and the two children had entered the school

"First grade, mama Della", said Danti, stuttering, trying to call the name of the woman in front of her, following the way she called her.

"Well that means our kids will be in the same class? but usually more than one class!", said Mira familiarly. "Just entered school here huh?, it feels like I have never met Deo", continued Mira again. Della has been at school since kindergarten.

"Yes, mama Della. I just moved from another city, so my son just entered this school?", replied Danti trying to balance the hospitality of Mira.

"Yes, I want to go back first, have to take care of the work. Mama Deo wants to come? I'll take you!", bargained Mira who thinks Danti did not bring a vehicle, because she just moved to the city.

"Thank you, I brought my own bike", said Danti pointing towards the bike. Danti was really moved, early in the morning she had met such a nice person.

"Oo, I think Mama Deo is still new here, so has not known the road in this city, and does not bring a vehicle" Mira explained her conjecture.

"It used to live here, out of it moved the city and back again", said Danti honestly.

"Oo, after college, keep coming back here again huh?", guess Mira who thought Danti had studied in another city.

"No Mama Della, I'm just a high school graduate" Danti said. Danti was sure that the woman in front of her must be a scholar, judging from her speech was very different from her, thought Danti who suddenly felt inferior back.

"Ah, not pa pa pa High School graduate. Even ordinary high school graduates, his skills are greater than those of college students!", said Mira encouraging Danti. The thing that makes Danti lower herself again.

"I don't have any skills, Mama Della, just a grocer" Danti blushed.

"But Mama Deo is so beautiful, everyone must have their own advantages" said Mira trying to neutralize the atmosphere. Looks like this woman has less confidence, but she is very beautiful, Mira thought in her heart.

"Thank you" said Danti.

Fortunately after that Mira waved and got into the car leaving Danti, Danti was certainly grateful for the situation. Danti thought her nature had changed and was more sociable, but when she met the seemingly great woman, her sense of inferiority arose again.

When he was at Adi's place, Danti was ordinary when meeting with the parents of other Deo friends. Maybe the women in the city are indeed a bit different in more remote places. The women in the city look tough and smart, Danti thought of comforting herself.

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It turns out that Della is also not much different from her mother Mira, very good at talking and getting along.

As soon as the break Della immediately approached Dio, Della felt that Dio had been the same fate as him coming late, let alone them one class.

"Aldio", call Della running towards Dio.

"What's the matter?", asked Dio briefly, Dio if in the house and asked a lot of questions to his mother, but if outside Dio is also a bit quiet like Danti.

"Where do you live? What are you going to school for?", asked Della.

"I haven't memorized the name of the road, I just moved, I left school for my mom on a motorcycle" replied Dio, but had no interest in asking back.

"That means we're the same? my dad never drove me to school, he never got close to me. Is your papa the same?", asked Della sadly, looking for a friend who was the same fate as her.

"Different, my father was close to me, often told me stories" Deo said.

"That means that sometimes your dad takes you to school?" asked Della again.

"That means your dad works, so you can't get between?", asked Della curiously. Deo just nodded.

"Does your papa look like my papa, his boss?", asked Della again like a reporter looking for info.

"My father was in a wheelchair, so I couldn't get to school" Deo said after leaving Della upset.

Ih..pusing, girls really cute really, grumbled Deo immediately to the field to see other children who were bigger playing basketball, wanted to follow but he was still too small, he was too small, finally Deo became a spectator just to fill his break hours, rather than being interviewed by the Della.

It turns out that Della is like a journalist, for a while Deo's classmates already knew that Deo's father was sitting on a wheelchair.

Deo was really upset on his first day of school, it felt like Deo wanted to cry, but unfortunately he was a boy, so he was embarrassed.

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"Mama, tomorrow we go back to the old place?", Deo pinta as Danti picks her up.

"Why suddenly change your mind? Didn't Deo have fun staying here?", asked Danti in surprise.

"Deo does not like school, the Della is dumb, Deo does not like" said Deo annoyed.

"Yes, Deo doesn't have friends with Della. Besides Della girls, Deo can find a fellow guy, let's play more exciting!", entertain Danti.

"So he followed Deo on ma, asked a lot, uh.. Deo let go talking dad sitting in a wheelchair, cook classmate can know ma immediately!", said Deo still with an annoyed face.

"No pa pa Deo, I'm sitting in a wheelchair. Is Deo shy?", asked Danti.

"No ma! deo just doesn't like it" Deo said.

"Let it be Deo, later if it's been a long time they forget and won't talk about it anymore. Deo boys, do not be easily embarrassed and not confident just because of a small problem yes", advice Danti.

It is easier to give advice than to practice it. Though Danti himself also believes himself less and shy.

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"Mama remember Deo no?", asked Della to Mira while in the car on the way home

"Remember dong! Mama's memory is the greatest!", said Mira smiling.

"Kasian Deo ma, his father could never take Deo to school" Della said.

Mira only sighed, Mira knew why Della always asked the other children, if their relationship with their father was familiar, and if they were, because Della always wondered why Rein never noticed and took her away together.

"Maybe his father was busy Del, like his father Della", guess Mira who immediately remembered the beautiful face of his mother Deo

"No ma, Deo's father was sitting in a wheelchair, so he could not send Deo. Not like Della's father, can take a car but never go with Della!", said Della immediately pursed her lips pout.

Such a beautiful woman, why would you have such a flawed husband? I'm sure many like the woman, Mira thought to herself.

Seriate.........