Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday To Me - 55

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Sreet...

Syifa drew the air around her after she opened the window. Fresh air greeted both nostrils feeling a very refreshing sensation. It is beautiful to be greeted with a smile.

It seems like learning to smile yesterday made her so used to it that it made Syifa want to smile every second. Beautiful things are always imagined even throughout the night he always expects to get up early and return to give happiness to those around him.

Just like bias, Syifa stepped down from the tiller of the stairs. Hugged Jati as she managed to find her at the dining table.

"Oh yeah, where's Mama?" tanya Syifa who still hugs the teak mbok.

"Mama just came out."

"out?"

"Yes, non. Madame Rahmi's out."

"Go?"

"Not just yet."

Syifa who was still asking suddenly was not long ago able to hear the sound of a car engine that sounded from the outside made Syifa quickly look back at the figure of the teak mbok who was staring at him.

"That's Mama's car, right mbok."

Syifa ran before Jati could answer her.

"Mama!" syifa shouted making Rahmi who was just about to turn the steering wheel of her car stopped her intention.

He looked confused at the figure of Syifa who ran up to him.

"Well, do you want to work? Going to the office?" tanyanya while bowing her body slightly looked at the figure of her Mama who was in there.

"Yes why? Syifa wants to come? Want nebeng?"

"No."

"Continue?"

Syifa smiled slightly.

"Other times if you want to go to the office call Syifa first!"

"Well, why?"

Syifa smiled a little and then without Rahmi guessed that Syifa kissed her cheek making both eyes

Rahmi. Again Syifa fans kissed him.

"Mama can't leave if Syifa hasn't kissed! Well, if it's like this, it's good. Syifa can be happy if you have kissed Mama before you go to the office so Syifa is also happy when at school."

"Syifa can learn quietly," he continued, then he stepped away leaving Rahmi who was still in his car with a stunned face unexpectedly.

He thought Syifa would only change after the early morning, but apparently not. The girl changed, really greatly transformed into a spoiled girl.

Rahmi smiled. Its alright. It seemed that Syifa's change made her much happier than before.

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"This is Syifa's stock?"

"Yes, this is the supply."

"May the bread be added!"

"Yes, Syifa likes bread that has been touched by teak because it tastes better."

Hearing that made Jati smile. He reopened the bag and added some bread to it.

"Oh yes non, where was yesterday's stock? Jati Mbok looking for it, why isn't there?"

Syifa's eyes were rounded. He forgot that it was still in the old woman he had given bread to.

"Oh, Syifa forgot."

"You can forget, but not?"

Syifa laughed grimly and said, "Yes, Syifa has taken."

Syifa put the stuff into her bag then grabbed the wrinkled hands of the Teak and kissed the back of her hand and stepped out leaving the smiling Jati mbok looking at the attitude of her master's son.

When each Syifa tucked the back of her hand made her feel if she had children again because usually only her son always did that to her.

The thing Syifa always did yesterday is now determined to do again. Meet the old woman and give her a stock of some bread with pineapple jam there.

This time the bread he gave was much more and this would be enough to prop up the stomach of the blind old woman so as not to starve all day.

And sure enough, upon his arrival there Syifa could see the blind old woman who had stuck out her palm trying to ask for money to passersby passing by. From here also he could see his empty stock was deliberate at a junction in front of him.

Before putting the bread into the black carpet occupied by the blind old woman, Syifa walked slowly as if she wanted to steal.

Upon arrival he grabbed his empty provisions and placed a full stock of bread in front of the blind old woman.

"Have you come this morning?" asked the blind old woman, Syifa's hand movement, which slowly stuffed her empty provisions into her bag, stopped.

He thought the old woman could not see him because the old woman was blind but, apparently, the hearing of the blind old woman was so sharp that she could hear the sound of movement happening before her.

Especially when he put the provisions containing the bread on his black carpet.

"Syifa thought Grandma couldn't know where Syifa was if Syifa was in front of Grandma."

"Of course Grandma knows because Grandma heard it."

The old woman groped and opened it again. Inhale deeply the scent of bread with other than pineapple there.

"So much besides the pineapple you're wearing?"

"of course. Syifa likes pineapples" he replied.

"Then Syifa left first, tomorrow Syifa came here again," he said, then walked away leaving the blind old woman who was seen smiling at the bread with pineapple jam in it.

It was the first time a woman gave him food every morning. It's only been two days, but I think he's very happy. It was as if he had obtained the figure of a helper angel who saved his stomach from starvation.

I don't know who that girl is. He only recognized the name, sound and smell of the food he always gave him.

Never before had there been a good man in his life. Did the good man come because he was sent by God to help him to be free from hunger? Maybe he's not a human being but an angel, a helper angel.

The girl who had given him bread with pineapple jam was the most beautiful thing for him. There is no kindness of the girl who has twice given a smile to him until finally his stomach is no longer hungry even though only given a loaf of bread.

But this time it seemed that the kind girl like the angel of help laid twice as much bread as she had given yesterday. He could feel it from the weight on the stock he was holding.

Bite the bread one by one with more pineapple jam. Feel the sensation of pineapple jam is so sweet when touching the tongue.

Eat the rich, it is always in his mind every time he eats the gifts of people but this time it is not the taste of the food of the rich man that he feels but the food of the figure of an angel.

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