The Dreamer
The Part 149
Nabila, turned his face away from the intense gaze of the library officer who always kindly helped and gave him wages for his work that helped the library officer in doing his college assignments.
The librarian was seen sighing, from the first Nabila the person was closed and never shared his problems with others including himself.
The librarian, whose name is jasmine, sat down while leaning against the wall and crossing his legs, was right with Nabila's attitude that did not easily divide his problems.
"I know you have a problem, but that doesn't mean you keep it to yourself and keep it until you can't keep your problem alive anymore".Mumbles jasmine, as if feeling what is felt by nabila."Share Nabila". He said again while looking at Nabila while Nabila was still throwing his face.
Mother jasmine, changed her sitting position to face to face with Nabila, as if to position herself as a mother, brother, friend and friend for nabila.
"I know you, I already consider you as my sister.Share Nabila, even if you do not want to share it is okay.Originally you do not be moody and let out your precious tears".The advice of jasmine's mother, still trying to persuade Nabila to be honest and share her problems with him.
"Is such a girl unworthy to have a dream".Long both of them were silent, finally Nabila expressed his heart to the teacher who had been good to him beside Mario who pityed him.
"Do poor people like me not deserve high school and achieve my goals?" .Tanya Nabila while looking at the teacher's mother jasmine and shed her tears.
Mother teacher jasmine, secretly digested the question Nabila carefully and thought before he answered the question Nabila.Takut it could offend Nabila who was again injured especially after the sudden departure of Mr. Mario and for no reason.
Mother teacher jasmine, touching Nabila's hand."Everyone has the right to dream, everyone has the right to achieve their goals and everyone has the right to freedom of thought and you have that right". Carefully the mother teacher jasmine explained.
Nabila, seen listening carefully every speech that came out of the mouth of the library officer who had been kind to him, he said, he is the place where he poured out all the feelings and problems regardless that there was indeed coercion from the mother jasmine teacher.
"You deserve to have a dream that you have to make your way, I know you're a smart and diligent student, Nabil.Maja, keep dreaming until your dream is achieved".Advice from the mother teacher jasmine, encouraging Nabila who often down and not confident.
Nabila, pulled her hand that was in the hands of the teacher's mother jasmine and turned her face back from the face of the teacher jasmine's mother.
"Mom can talk like that,but what about myself who came from a poor family and even went to this school because the scholarship is not because of my parents' wealth and rank, Berbedq with other students, and even the other students,unlike the mother herself who comes from a family of being and rank".Say Nabila, clear up.
The mother teacher jasmine was seen exhaling his breath roughly, not easy to explain to people who are even materially and socially far different strata.