Village Girl With a Million Dreams

Village Girl With a Million Dreams
Chapter 1 (Im sorry)


At first I was very happy after knowing I graduated from the registration of a new student at one of the high schools in my city.


But after I talked about it with Mom and Dad, it turns out they did not have the funds to send me to school.


They were very disappointed with what happened. It could be that this very smart and beautiful child does not have facilities that are able to make him a proud child.


But whatever the power, our life has been difficult, if forced Ayu to school. They are afraid that it will become a heavy burden in the future.


The news of Ayu who can not go to school also reached Pak Yahya's ears. He promised to find Ayu a scholarship to continue school.


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In the morning, my friend began to ask me for my certainty to continue school. My mouth is able to say I did not continue, I have to let my love be temporarily buried.


But my friend knew my eyes couldn't lie. They hugged me and encouraged me to stay confident. One day I could go to school.


They love me so much, the love around me so much. I was lucky, I was born and loved by many.


My parents understood the good intentions of Mr. Yahya. They are so happy beyond my happiness.


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The day passed so quickly. I look forward to the arrival of Mr. Yahya. My friend Iin also always gives the spirit and other friends of my friends as well.


A week already. Late in the evening, Mr. Yahya came. A gentle smile measured on Mr. Yahya's lips. I greeted him with great hope. I'm sure God won't let my difficulties exceed my limits.


Mother: Please drink sir


Jenny: Thank you very much, ma'am


Father : Sorry sir, we were a lot of trouble. My son is indeed an achievement, it's a pity that me and his mother still can not take good care of him. Sampe inconvenienced Father.


Mr. Yahya: Not so sir, Ayu is the proud student of our school, I have to help fight for it so that I can continue the school again.


Father: Yes sir, thank you very much Sir


I'm sitting next to you, I'm still trying to guess what they're talking about.


Mr.: Here mbak (sighs), Mr. Yahya has searched here and there, but all scholarship lines have not received anymore son, have closed. So still can not now mbak Ayu school.


Mother: But son, Mr. Yahya there is someone who wants to help so you can go to school again. He wants to charge in your school (forcing a smile). But.......


Mother nodded her words, it seemed very heavy to continue her words. I still feel like there's something weird about them.


Mother still could not look at me, her lips forced a smile but in her eyes there was sadness.


Ayu : Sir, Mom, if indeed the decision taken only makes Ayu's grief will not impose. I forgive and try to accept what must happen.


Mr. Yahya is not strong to hear my words, he hugs me with love like his son. It seems there are things that make them sad and heavy.


Mother: Actually the person who wants to help the mother has the condition mbak. He wants Mama to stay at his house, be his son.


Ayu: Do you mean my mother is their child? Same mother you agree with his terms?


Mr. Yahya: Same father your mother gave up her answer to you Yu, it is up to Ayu he said. My father also agreed with them. Ayu who knows how good.........


Ayu: If the conditions must die, you can't Ayu ma'am, sir. Ayu is not school. I can also go to school. Ayu certainly can. My mother is calm.


My mom and dad were crying at my answer. I can't die for them. They're everything to me.


Mr. Yahya deeply regrets not being able to help me, but sometimes things happen beyond our control as human beings.


I forgive and let go of what happened. It's a dream that I have to go through and pass.


There will be happiness someday. Right now I have to be patient with everything that happens. Don't forget Kartini's mother's word2, End of Dark Been Light.


My maturity is beyond my age, maybe that's one of the reasons they love me so much. I'm where my friend's friends complain and tell stories.


I grew up because of my environment, because of the influence of both my parents. But not all the good things are in me. Sometimes I still like to snack and urinate on my mother. Understand I'm the first child and my age with my sister is 8 years adrift.