
"Sorry why are you crying?
hurriedly Almaira wiped away her tears. He doesn't want to look bad. He turned his face away from Bimo.
"No, I'm not crying. My eyes are just glimpsed." his mouth while trying to develop his smile looked at the man before him alternately with the little boy who was asleep on the banker equipped with an infusion needle stuck in the back of his hand.
"You're in college?
"Alhamdulillah yes Sir. I got the Bidikmisi scholarship program. So that I can continue my education to college. Life in a home is very unlikely to be able to continue education until university.
But thanks to the government program, which provides scholarship education to the poor, I was able to continue my education up to university." Almaira explained how she could continue her education.
"Means you are smart, so you get a Bidikmisi scholarship. Usually if a student gets a Bidikmisi scholarship program, the requirement is that he is indeed a person who really has knowledge. And also less able Bimo told Almaira.
"If less able it is certain. It was impossible for a home child to have a lot of money for college."sahut Almaira while developing her smile made Dimaira's dimples look even sweeter.
"What semester have you been in?
"Semester 7 Master in a moment I will compile a thesis.
"Well, soon it means you're graduating dong!" bimo told Almaira
"Just pray, sir, that the script will be smooth and there are no obstacles." said Almaira as she continued to pay attention to the little boy who was asleep again. At times Almaira stroked the handsome face of the little boy affectionately.
"But by the way it seems from the look on the face of Mother Fatimah like having a burden of mind? What's wrong? ask Bimo to Almaira. Almaira reluctantly tells them what they're going through in the parlour.
"Let's know, sir, maybe soon the parlour won't be around anymore. Who knows where the children of the orphanage we will make. Poor they still need a place to stay and also love.
"You mean?
"The place of residence that we have occupied precisely the orphanage, has been sold by the heirs of landowners. So the new landowner, requested that the parlour be vacated immediately. They will build an amusement park there.
"If the home is evicted, it is unlikely that I will be able to reunite with my biological parents. Whether he was alive or not, Almira certainly didn't know it. Almaira told Bimo.
"What did not do the negotiation?
"Already Sir, but the new landowner did not compensate us and only gave us a month to find a place to live. But how can we quickly get a place to live while the funds we need to find a place to live are inadequate.
Fatimah's mother has tried to speak to the funders who have been giving funds to us. But it seems they can not help.in the past according to information from Fatimah's mother, "Mr Setiawan and Anita who often provide compensation to the children of the orphanage there.
"For that, we also thank you Mr. for helping the children of the home. May Allah give health and sustenance to you." said Almaira while looking at Bimo with a difficult gaze to interpret.
Suddenly Bima created both index fingers and the parent finger to make a sound."I'll help the parlor. But with notes. You have to work at my house to be Devan's foster mother What do you think?
"How can I be a foster mother to Devan, while I'm still in college, sir?
"I'm not asking you to quit college, you can still go to college and stay at my house. I just want to make my son Devan happy because Devan seems close to you."
It looked like Almaira was thinking. Honestly, he cannot make a decision at this time. What is certain is that Bimo can help so that the orphanage is not evicted, by the way he works at Mr. Bimo's house to be Devan's foster mother, by the way, it didn't matter to him as long as the children of the parlour were getting a decent place to live.
"It seems that I have not been able to make a decision, sir, because I have to first ask the opinion of Fatimah's mother. Fatimah's mother is my current parent. She is the woman I have the most respect for on this earth.
Maybe if there was no Fatimah's mother, I don't know what happened to me. Both of my parents didn't seem to want me so they put me in front of the door of the orphanage." Almaira told her story a little to Bimo making Bimo immediately speechless to look at Almaira with a meaningful gaze.
While they were chatting and negotiating, the little boy suddenly woke up. Bimo approaches his son while Almaira is still sitting on the sofa. But it seemed that Devan did not want to be with Bimo, instead extending his hand towards Almaira, until Almaira got up from her seat to approach Devan.
"Mommy.... Call Devan with a smile from Almaira.
"Wah the handsome Devan is awake, How is his sleep, dear? Are you a beautiful dream?" almaira asked as she gave a warm kiss on the handsome face of the little boy.
"Mommy here alone.don't ever stay in Devan." said Devan calling Almaira his mom made Bimo also develop his smile like Devan enjoyed his day with Almaira.
Almaira painstakingly gave the little boy a glass of water. "It is a shame that you have to drink enough mineral water so that you recover quickly. Don't you want to play with auntie?
"No aunt! mami." said the boy who was able to make Almaira immediately develop his smile again grabbed the little boy's body clenched. He was furious to hear the little boy calling him with a mami call.
While Bimo enjoys the interaction of the two, watching Devan's movements with Almaira who seems enthusiastic asking for full affection from Almaira.
"Where did you go yesterday? Asked the little boy in a voice typical of a little boy who seemed less clear, if heard only people who used to handle small children who understood the language.
"Mommy's not going anywhere, baby? Mami just went home to Mami's house, and after that she went to college for school." said Almaira while still staring at Devan with an affectionate gaze.
It was late, the clock showed at 19:30 WIB
"You wait here for a while, it's okay to stay. "bimo said as he passed leaving Almaira and Devan in the inpatient room while in the hospital occupied by Devan.
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