Why Should I ?
Farewell

Nadira POV

"Well, this is Anisa temenku . Her mother can't pick her up, her father can't .They have to work both ."

I purposely made up a story to lie to Dad . It's actually hard, but I tried to see my mother's response .

And you know what ? that's bad .Mama still put on a cranky face and didn't care what I said .

Luckily, Anisa I can always count on .He knows what I think, and what he should do . He is smart and smart .

"Hallo om, auntie . "

Nisa held out her fingers, she also kissed my parents' hands .

"Sorry before, Mom and Dad are still working, so can't pick up Nadira . But om take it easy, they must be very affectionate with Dira .sama rich om and aunt dear to Dira."

I know, my friend here went fishing mama .He knows a lot about my condition .He also knew that my mother did not care about me .In fact, many of my friends became the firstborn, and they were very dear to their families .

"wait a minute, you've played at home. The one that was delivered by your boyfriend at the time ?"

heh ? Anisa and I looked at each other . Girlfriend ? Since when is the girl next to me dating? Why don't I remember when he played with a girlfriend? I raised my eyebrows next door, gave her a code that I did not understand the direction of Mama's conversation .

"Daughter ?"

that was, a word that made Nisa shudder amusedly as she said it .

"Tante wasn't the wrong guy ? I did play at aunt's house, but my sister's delivery .not my boyfriend "

Sweetly, Annisa answered and silenced my mother's mouth . I know, he was upset by that question . But, she remained graceful with her meek style .

A lot of things I asked Anisa . It feels no longer want to find a hostel and a place to live, but like looking for a baby sitter son of a noble. Fortunately, Anisa was very patient with Dad .

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Anissa was excited to hear the end of dad's answer .He hugged me repeatedly, and showered my cheeks with a kiss .

Dad just laughed to see it , as well as kevin and Lena who I myself do not understand what they know about this .

This time, I am sure and very sure .I can stay apart from them .Instead, maybe this will make me a lot calmer .

I took them off with a smile, only my two sisters were a little sad to me .I'm afraid that if I don't have a mama it will make them an emotional outburst .

And when they got on the bus, only my father and younger brother cried . They are the two men who have always been my first love in my life.

"sister, be careful ! Inget yes, I'm not a girl, take care ! keep the attitude and most importantly keep the prayer .I'll call brother often ."

Father's message and last hug on this day still ring clear in my mind .A face line that never bored me.

I know, I'm saddened by this situation . Live a long time, away from family .But Anisa has always been a good friend and brother to me .He can close my sorrow, wipe away my cries, and paint a beautiful smile on my lips .

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"hufff, Alhamdulillah to "

Anisa slams her body onto the sofa that welcomes her in her living room . His breath was long, maybe because of the blistering he looked so exhausted .yes even though the road we took was not far.

"Udah, consider it your own home .it's sitting!"

He dragged my body to fall beside him .

"cityafor ..."