
Finished breakfast with a simple menu but delicious and delicious because it is formulated by soft hands and rough, Nabila rushed to the bathroom to clean his body from the remnants of activity last night before leaving for school.
Not long for Nabila to clean up only takes about 10 minutes, if it is ready with his school uniform that has been worn, it will be, hopefully tomorrow he can give his sister a hope and a better future than him.
A shabby backpack along with a laptop bag he brought to accompany his learning activities.Involuntarily Nabila brought a laptop to school even though it had been on the reef by his own mother.
"Bil, don't bring a laptop to school"Martinah's mother warned Nabila several times but she didn't want to hear on the grounds that she could continue writing her online novel at school.
"Father Ma'am, I'm after the target".Sahut Nabila gave the reason behind his actions.
Martinah's mother, could no longer forbid what had been the plan of her daughter.Only a small advice could she give to her eldest daughter.
Nabila, listening to his mother's advice while considering his plans for her to carry out when already in school.
Today Nabila had a trading holiday, not because he already had a new laptop and forgot his obligations but martinah's mother herself decided to have her daughter focus first on one goal that is not yet certain truth.
Nabila's heart is flowering, by having a new laptop he can easily write and submit his work on the official platform or just want to make extra money through online applications considering that in the digital era it is easier for people to make money with effortlessly.
Throughout the journey, Nabila's mind was fulfilled by various plans and various stories passed by just adding inspiration and also his knowledge to continue the story.
"No more trading, brother Nabil?".Ask a boy who has become a permanent subscription.
How surprised Nabila when his daydream is disturbed by the sound of questions from a boy who has become his regular subscription.
With a smile review while leaning a little, when touching the cheeks of a bulky boy who is always faithful waiting for Nabila to cross paths with him and offer his merchandise.
"Today brother holiday first deck, sorry well".Said Nabila gave the reason behind his trading he did not.
With a sullen face the boy sighed in disappointment."Yeah".He complained, but he kept smiling and continued his journey after his friends who had preceded him.
Nabila smiled while shaking his head.The behavior of the boy was very worrying for him, his loyal customers as well as the boy who always entertained him.
"I'm sorry brother, grandpa".Sesal Nabila, while continuing his journey along with other school children.
No one is the same age as Nabila on foot to school, many of Nabila's friends who choose to use private or public vehicles to go to school and do not choose to walk like Nabila and other elementary school children.
Nabila like a sister for elementary school children who choose to walk rather than use a vehicle,because Nabila is the oldest and more mature than them at the same time representing parents of students who can not deliver their children to school.