The Dreamer
The Part 19

Mario, not only want to listen to the story and all the problems of nabila directly from his people, not only give a proposal and 3 rice packs but want to submit a brochure of the race that has become Nabila's expertise.

Writing literary works is a skill of Nabila, not a secret anymore if Nabila often pasted his literary works in Mading school even often paced to the library, but also the library,2 Years in a row Nabila became an ambassador of literacy.Tak rarely Nabila, campaigning for the importance of reading among young people.

That's why Mario, asked Nabila to go to his room.Brochures about the race may be very valuable for a great and tough girl like Nabila.

His guess is right, look at the girl he saw down sad now dare to raise her head so happy he got the race brochure with a gift that is not playful.

Scholarships and some money became a prize in the novel writing competition this time.

Scholarships and money are needed by Nabila to sustain his life is all-lack and for the sake of his bright future, as bright as his eyes that imply happiness.

"Why or is this real?".Nabila unceasingly asked, as if he did not believe what he had read.

Mario, smile."This is Nabila's dream?, I've never given you false hope as I feel".

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Nabila, looking at her sociologist Mario.Guru who unknowingly expressed his own feelings in front of her.Medang him, looks turned around the body.

"feelings?".Ask Nabila, make sure.

"Forget Nabila, you can go and don't forget to think again to follow the novel writing competition".Remove Mario firmly.

Feeling no need anymore even in the eviction so firmly.Nabila, began to leave the room Mario without forgetting to give greetings to the occupants of the room.

"Aish, why can't this mouth be controlled?".Grumpy Mario, cursing his own mouth that flabbergasted instead of expressing his feelings to his own student.

Nabila, a tough girl full of struggle and has a myriad of proud achievements.That pity has turned into affection.Well, the affection that dominates mario against Nabila.

Mario, massage his temple.Entah later he will still dare to look at the beautiful face of Nabila or not, which must be a great shame that is felt by Mario.

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Nabila, no longer think of Mario's words that unconsciously express his feelings for himself.Focus is on the health of his mother and sister Nisa.

Nabila, returning home on foot and a half run, hunted for time and his mind again worried about his mother's health.

The happiness that he felt was only temporary, the rest of him remained haunted by the shadow of his mother's health which was feared to worsen under the care of the little one, Lisa.

"Assalamu'alaikum".Nabila, say hello to the residents of the house before entering.

"Greetings waalaikum".The little one, nisa who opened the door was accompanied by a beautiful midwife who was standing behind Nisa.

Nabila, lunge into fear of anything happening to her mother considering there is a mother midwife in her house.

"Mothers..Mommy". Shouted Nabila, kalap.She approached her mother who lay weak.

Martinah's mother, who heard her son's screams, opened her eyes to look towards the source of the voice that seemed to worry about her situation.

"Mother".Nabila, sitting next to martinah's mother who was lying on a worn out mattress.

Mother, martinah smiled at Nabila.His eldest son who came home to study."My kid".Mumbled martinah's mother, stretching her hands together like she was about to hug Nabila with her eyes