
"Aunty is teaching?" asked a little girl to break Yulia's concentration. He was beside Julia. He smiled so sweetly. Her dimples look very charming and cute.
"Eh, what's in here ? Who's here?" Yulia thought it was the son of a misguided buyer and despite the supervision of her parents.
"Sama Shila's father, Auntie." The girl is 5 years old.
"Tante, teach Shila najai dong! Let Shila doain the Shila Mother in heaven!" said the plain little girl. Yulia gasp. Apparently the little girl was an orphan.
"Mother Shila in heaven? Since when?"
Yulia touched Shila's sweet potato. Her long wavy hair in pigtail two, looks cute and cute.
"Dad said, Shila's mother went to heaven since Shila was born. Shila just saw Shila's mother in the photo. It's beautiful, Dad said." Yulia laughing.
"Of course Mother Shila is very beautiful. Her son is so beautiful and so cute!" Yulia rubbed a swab of the cheek of the fat shila.
"Tante Yulia can hug Shila, right?" yulia Pinta. And the boy sparkled happily and nodded. She stretched out her small hand.
Yulia hugged Shila wholeheartedly. The longing for a child in her life has been destroyed by her divorce. He kissed the child in his arms. Until Shila is overjoyed and laughs.
"Who is Shila usually with?" asked Yulia again after breaking off the embrace.
"Silah Shila used to be with Grandma. But now Grandma Shila is already with Mother in heaven." Yulia nodded in understanding. Poor this little girl.
"Shila's father said he wanted to teach njai, but until now Shila was not also taught with Shila's father. Said Dad's still busy." Shila's cerocos.
"Tante wants to teach Shila to learn njai, from Shila, permission first with Dad. If the same father Shila is allowed, from tomorrow Aunty can teach Shila. najai. " Yulia's words made Shila laugh happily
"Horeee, Shila tajararin naji." The boy prancing. How happy it is, even if only promised to be taught najai.
And all their conversations did not escape someone's hearing from behind the curtain.
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"Are you asleep, Yul? How long was it up there?" greet Yeni who met in front of the stairs. Yeni glanced up. Yulia smiled.
"Sorry yes mbak Yeni, last time I wanted to go out, arrived there was a cute little boy nyamperin me. Keep playing me." said Yulia gave a reason that is true
"His daughter is beautiful and pretty mbak Yeni, her hair is long wavy, has dimples too. Mmm, her name is Shila. He said he wanted me to teach him how to pray for his mother in heaven. Who the hell is he, mbak?" Yeni carrying trolley contains 2 cans of bottle oil and 1 box of refill packaging oil, stop step. Staring at Yulia who was following her steps.
" Shila is it?" Yeni leaned her face, bringing her lips closer to Yulia's ears. "He's his son who has this self-service. He's du-ren loh!" Yeni swallows a smile. While Yulia scrunched her eyebrows.
"Du-ren's? What the hell?" tanya Yulia did not understand the term Yeni used.
Yeni widened her smile to look molars because her mouth is wide.
"Du-ren's. Cool Duda. Ih, that cook doesn't understand, Yul?" his smile faded, as he looked up at the stairs. Yulia laughed softly, not yet realizing what had happened. Yeni switched immediately to open the oil carton she had been pushing. And put together one by one on an empty shelf.
"Ehemm, ahemm!" deheman's voice made Yulia flinch and turn her head. He smiled wryly, looking at the appearance of that someone who was beating. The eyes of the handsome male eagle Dimata Yulia looked at Yeni and herself sharply. Without a smile on his face. Compared upside down with the boy beside him who kept smiling revealed his beautiful dimples.
Without saying anything, he pushed away leaving Yulia and Yeni who were scared aka embarrassed.
But a few moments later they came back.
"Tante Yulia!" call that cute boy who turns out to be his son.
"Eh, Shila, what's wrong?" Yulia stood up from her squat and faced Shila and her father. While Yeni just glanced while continuing her work.
"Said dad, Shila can learn to teach with Auntie" he said happily.
"Oh yes" Yulia lost the word to answer Shila. He also did not dare to look into the eagle eyes of the little girl's father.
"For an hour, I asked you to teach my son a lesson and for an hour I was free to be assigned from this job instead" the man said without further ado.
Bushee! there's no ba bi bu this guy. Get to the point. Julie.
At eight o'clock, the supermarket is closed. Yulia's body was tired, but she was happy. Her new friend's friends are so nice to talk to and joke with, making her a little forgetful of the heartbreak her ex-husband caused.
At 8 o'clock, 15 minutes when he got to his house. He knocked on the door and said hello. I heard my mother answering greetings from inside and stepped near the door. The mother who opened the door looked very worried.
"Sorry, Mom. Yulia forgot to tell mom. Yulia was immediately accepted to work, and so her spirit Yulia worked until she did not mind ngabarin mother." Yulia knew her mistake, before her mother grumbled at length, she apologized as her mother opened the door.
"You are, always. If you are happy, this mother is numbered. Even though the mother always put the mother's children together. If anything, you're always the first two I think about. Basic, insensitive child." Yulia's apology doesn't change things. Mom still nags him. Yes, it's Yulia's fault, too.
"Hoooam!" Yulia pura yawns.
"Mom, Yulia is tired. Clean the body first. Yulia come in first, Mom!" He soon passed to his room. Otherwise he will definitely continue to be sprayed for hours.
"Yulia, have you eaten yet?" mother asked when Yulia was in the bathroom.
"Udah, ma'am, this afternoon treated with a friend" replied Yulia in a loud voice.
"Isa's prayer not yet?" ask mom again.
"No, Ma. After this Yulia wudhu continue to pray!" yulia's reply sounded not so clear from the outside. He was brushing his teeth.
"Yes, I'm waiting for the congregation, okay?" no answer from inside. But the mother went straight to the room for prayer.
****
Yulia rolled to her right and left on her bed. He can't close his eyes. Somehow he remembered Shila, the little girl who had been left dead by his mother.
In her little heart Yulia was fascinated and also felt compassion for Shila's fate. But when he remembered Shila's father, he grumbled to himself.
"Huh, that's the guy what when his mom got pregnant he mostly drank coffee without sugar huh? Very bittersweet. Or, did his mother have diabetes. The scroll is taken alone, the child is not part."
"There's no sweetness at all" he murmured again.
Uh, why think about Boss Duren Sawit. Duda keREN SArang.
But SAngat paHIT.
****
"Yetoo!" I heard the voice of a little girl. Yulia is on the edge of a beautiful lake. Surrounded by colorful flowers that are cool to the eye. He looked around looking for the source of the sound.
"Your mother! Hugged meuuu!" The voice sounded again. Yulia turned her head, a little girl was on the other side of the lake where she was standing.
The little girl looked like she was crossing over. Though the lake water even though it looks calm, but deep enough. If the girl crosses, she will drown.
Yulia panic.
He wanted to prevent the little girl from crossing over, but her mouth was locked.
The girl continued to walk to the middle of the lake and continued to stretch out her wanted hands in Yulia's embrace. The lake water was already on the girl's knees.
Suddenly, Julia saw a boat. Without a second thought, Yulia boarded the boat and tried to hold the little girl back from crossing the water. With great difficulty Yulia paddled, approaching him.
And succeed.
Once close, Yulia immediately lifted the frightened and crying girl into the boat she was riding on.
"Thank God, thank goodness you're safe, son! Not drowning." Yulia pulled the little girl into her arms.
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