WEALTH SYSTEM: THE JOURNEY OF THE POOR
everyday life in a charity home
The day after the departure of Aunt Ranti had begun to feel lonely. fortunately the head of the home that turned out to be named Diana or other friends like to call her sister Diana, Diana, the 55-year-old woman was very kind and considerate, in a few moments being able to make me smile....
A week later I got word from my aunt that she would temporarily stay in Jakarta and if there was a job she would give me some pocket money for a while I was happy... but gradually the aunt only called once every 2 weeks and even once a month even just a moment while sending money for me to snack and buy items as needed and everything was arranged by sister Diana....
time goes on I don't feel like I'm 9 years old. That means I'm living in Charity's orphanage for 4 years... I grew up with the affection of Sister Diana who already considered me her family....
The treatment and attention of Sister Diana caused a lot of problems for me, starting from the manager and other friends... the reason is because I do not deserve to live in a home and he said because my home is increasingly difficult to charge... until now I only have 3 friends women and one man .. namely. mercy 11 Years, Friska 10 Years, Missing 9 years and Darel 12 years, respectively, The three of us called him brother while I myself called bontot alias youngest.we promised to love each other especially brother Darel always convince us that whatever happens brother Darel will always protect us....
brother mercy is also the same, it means that the three of us Friska, Miss and I have always been happy to have a very kind and loving sister....
Over time my aunt never told me and I was used to it, I just prayed that my parents would still be alive and my nanny's uncle and aunt would be alive and they would all be healthy...
days, Sundays, months and years change now I have graduated from Elementary School, and entered the holiday period, but because we are children of the orphanage so the holidays are only in the home complex... only once did the five of us go to the beach because the distance was only close...
A week to list schools... Sister Diana called me and informed me that I was accepted at the Elite Budi Luhur school, the school is famous for the school of the children of the Rich even some are super rich, but there are also students just like me on scholarship...
Three before entering school I was escorted Sister Diana to the school and can be said to be close to the Panti so it can walk but because sister Diana was old so we took the fairly old Panti car... to grab the same uniform complete the file that is still incomplete...
Before leaving the Elite school, the headmaster advised not to be late for the first day of school, "Good sir... "
On the way, Sister encouraged me to study hard so that I could take classes and my scholarship status was not in vain....
early school entry
Attention is all for new students to march in the field because there is a class division and also the introduction of the homeroom, with homeroom teacher Amira's mother, and she's very beautiful and young about 25 or 27...
After disbanding from the field we headed to the classroom and it turned out that my room was on the 2nd floor at the most corner, when entering .. wow the room was very nice and cool because of AC .. hehehe understood that the children of Panti AC were only in the office and the administrators who lived in Panti...
The first day of school we did not learn, today is just an introductory event, the division of seats and the announcement of rules from the school as well as the distribution of stationery and the distribution of student cards... from what there is clearly seen this school is indeed very Elite...
At 13.00 WIB it was announced that we were allowed to go home and starting tomorrow at 07.30 to 14.30 WIB
When I went down to the first floor there were many cars that came to pick me up, I was sad to walk but lucky many trees so it was not too hot....
Arriving at the parlor I immediately wash my face, feet, hands and change new clothes for lunch, finished everything new shower and school supplies preparation....
The next day left school as usual on foot and this morning I was met by one of the students who also walked her upperclassmen precisely she was 2nd grade, and I was in the middle of school, along the way we did not talk so until we reached school we did not know the names of each...
Only until the 2nd floor I was intercepted by 4 students and one of them immediately spoke rudely to stay away from the student who he thought was his girlfriend, while puffing his chest...
" Heh. You new kid don't get close - near Robin Junior is my girlfriend..
"my sister also does not know and the person I do not know which one...
" Heh he is walking with you. understand not .. he said as good as udel...
" ohh. who was on the street, I answered plainly... "
" he's a poultice of his looks and if you see him on the street you let him go first ... get it !!! ...
" understand my brother.I answer"
" Hey what you're called and where you live...
My name is Ranti, I live in a charity home
' ohhh wow means you got a scholarship...
He sis...
" it's worth your walk with the provisions turned out to be the orphanage child and must be POOR.just remember my words .. if you violate your guard you threaten....
Ting...
Signs of the bell start the lesson hours.began with Indonesian subjects... Ting.... Tong...
Ranti let's go to the cafeteria and take my desk-side friend Tiara...
"I bring supplies, please just go to the cafeteria I want to eat in the park.The rules at school if there is no rest in the class and the class president must close the door...
I have not been very familiar with friends at a glance even their names are many that I have not yet memorized... after Tiara to the canteen I also went to the park which happened to be there is a bench fitting under the tree...
while enjoying the provisions and the breeze....
" May I sit here....
" Please sit down ...
" you brought supplies from home....
" It was from the Panti...
I don't know why we looked at her and she asked ...
" it wasn't you who was walking this morning...
" with a smile I replied. He was walking...
instantly heart palpitations ... dug.... can I if the arrogant upperclassman saw us sitting with danger .. can be in the maki-maki me...
not Ranti is afraid of losing, but why the storm is not important....
after a short thought..sorry my brother went first yes..mending dodge rather than fuss with his grandson Mak attached....
oh shit my stomach pain .. when again grimacing Tiara until .. why you Ranti...
hmmmm my stomach aches.Maybe I eat most of the times...
" Next time eat enough just okay...
Five minutes later the break ended and began again....
Ting .... Tong. the sound of the bell sign time to go home. And like this morning I went home on foot...
after five minutes I walked the student whose name was Robin calling....
" Hey.wait...
" i looked back and saw him calling. I took the step of a thousand.....
" he's still yelling. I'm a fool still a thousand steps...
" He's been screaming again so I walk a bit relaxed but faster than usual steps.to reach the home...
the days passed that I left and went home to school always on foot....
It turns out that Tiara's only child family including influential people ... his father has a pharmaceutical company and also a businessman of medical devices, so it can be said Tiara including the rich....
I have never been to the cafeteria because I always bring supplies, but sometimes Tiara also likes to eat together in the park...
Another Tiara is also the student who often walks.he himself has never met on the street again in a few days... I also do not care .. although sometimes it feels .. hehehehe really so strange yes...
more and more people feel the association in this school.many show off each other's wealth... and in my class there was Sofia who had no wind what suddenly maki-maki to me he said.he offended his friend from another elite school also did not accept poor students who rely on scholarships... and they started bullying me in class...
But as long as they don't mention my parents I'm indifferent anyway I never bother them .... it was Tiara who always had a fuss with them Sofia and the gank... (Merry, Rita, Nicol and resni ). they are indeed the children of the rich especially Sofia family in order to 3 richest people in Surabaya...
Even though they are like that, the important thing is that I remain excited.Tiara and I also get more familiar sometimes coming home from Tiara... being grateful even if only one person wanted to be patient close to me was enough...
I am grateful that the class increase has arrived. I can get good grades and rank 2.. rank 1 achieved by our class leader and Tiara rank 3...
after receiving report ... Tiara took me on vacation with her family, but since it was time to coincide with the birthday of the parlor so I couldn't go along...
happy holiday yes Tiara..be careful see you at school ......
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