The Dreamer
The Part 40

As promised, Nita delivered Nabila home safely and safely not lacking one anything even tears that had dripped yesterday, now there is no more.The disappointment and heartache that had been felt Nabila, Nabila,now there is no need to feel it anymore.

Nita, though,never stop by the house of the hut Nabila.Bukan because it does not want to let alone be inferior just that there are many positive activities that he must do so that he is not scribbled from the list of family books or even not get the inheritance.

"Bil, sorry for yesterday that brought you to a cafe with an unexpected ending.Masf I can't stop by and until my greetings to your mother and sister".Pamit Nita, before she darted away.

"Father Nita, I'm the one who apologized for leaving without your knowledge".Sahut Nabila, I apologize for his disrespectful treatment.

The two friends understood each other and waved their temporary farewell sign.Disconnected by the activities and activities of those who are different from different families.

Once again he wondered if he had a luxury car like Nita, again he could only imagine without knowing the fate of his life.

Reverie nabila stopped when he remembered the brochure that had been given by Mr. Mario for his.Almost he forgot it, and ignored the golden opportunity.

"The brochure".Shouted Nabila, running to the inside of his house.

Nabila, say hello before entering the house and greeted by the sound of nisa's cry who swiftly opened the door.

"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, I'm not coming home".Shouted Nisa, running away in excitement.

Nabila smiled and stroked the top of Nisa's head full of affection.Nabila stepped in while holding the hand of Nisa who was acting spoiled on her.

"Have you eaten the deck?".

Nabila, smiled back.Aware of the habits of Nisa who has never eaten if there is no Nabila accompanied her, not only that is the reason but because again the factor of no money is the biggest reason.

Nabila, asked Nisa to eat together without changing her clothes first

Prioritizing the importance of Nisa's stomach affairs that began to emit the sounds of worms in her stomach.

Nabila, stepped into the kitchen to pick up a barrel of rice along with the side dishes.But, once he was on the doorstep pliers connect the middle room with the kitchen, the kitchen, and the, there was a black smoke coming from the kitchen.

With panic and anxiety, when running towards the kitchen.Fear of fire that may occur without the knowledge of the house.

"Bil, are you home?". Nabila's worries were stalled when the soft voice greeted him who entered the kitchen with a worried run.

Nabila, looking at the figure of the woman who asked him gently and approached the figure he loved the most on the face of this earth, he said, the woman who gave birth was sitting on wood while occasionally blowing fire through bamboo slats that had been given a large hole.

"Mother is still sick, why did you force yourself to fry this macaroni?".Ask Nabila, anxiety.

Martinah's mother smiled."I've been mengingan son, already no longer feel dizzy.If mom rests constantly, what do you want to eat?".Martinah's mother blew the fire back, which was almost extinguished because it was left too long from the wooden and bamboo slats.

Nabila, hugging her mother's thin body tightly, a drop of tears fell on her eyes.Look at the woman who had given birth to her, willing to sacrifice for the future of her children.

"Thank you mom".Muttered Nabila, let go of his embrace and helped his mother prepare her merchandise.