
Nabila ran as far as possible without knowing the direction and purpose.By the sandals, and black plastic that he always brought his former merchandise for him to use for his trading anyway.Nabila, with his,no confusion about the direction of the road that is not the way home.
That pitch-black cloud had turned into crystal-clear grains that were ready to descend to the surface.
Freckle after speck of rain one by one began to fall without being prevented by a single human and add soundly to people who had fallen asleep.
Nabila, decided to stop for a moment after he felt Nathan could not pursue himself anymore and his head began to feel a drop of water soaking his head.
"Rain?".When Nabila raised his head up on the ceiling, the stub had turned into rainwater with such a large water discharge.
Nabila, wiggling around looking for a place to shelter.Tor his eyes caught a stall tent that was still open when the rain began to fall more and more.
Nabila, did not think long.She approached the tent stall that was open near the park, hoping he could take shelter for a moment until the rain subsided.
Nabila's body shivered in the cold, heavy rain accompanied by strong winds brought Nabila continued to step into the nearest tent stall which happened to still be open at night.
"Excuse me sir, can I take a ride".Nabila, ask permission from the owner of the tent stall guarded by middle-aged men.
"Yes gapapa neng".Sahut the trader, allow Nabila to take shelter.
Tent stalls that sell drinks and cold and warm food are often open in the afternoon and closed at night even in the early hours of the morning,tent stalls that often run in the park and scavenge sustenance from motorists and passing cars.
Nabila sat right on that long bench and faced directly with the merchandise.
Cone..Cone...Cone..
Worms in the stomach Nabila began to do a demo action asking the owner to fill the nutrients so that the worms in the stomach of Nabila stop protesting.
Nabila, swallowed his saliva.Patience hungry when the rain is increasing even in the worse he was faced directly with merchandise that is rented consisting of instant noodles, various fried foods and other snacks.
As powerful as Nabila to hold his hunger, but unfortunately the worms in his stomach was already doing a demo asking for food and Nabila's stomach that had been sore because he was forced to hold hunger.
Nabila, reached into the pocket of pants and found some money sheets selling.Bimbangnsba determine the choice, between buying food or money in storage only.
"Hungry yah neng?".Ask the owner of the tent stall, pay attention to the movements of Nabila who is hungry and the money that is in his hands ."Your money is less?".Ask the owner of the tent again, realizing the look on Nabila's face that was confused to make a choice.
Nabila, hold your head."No sir, it's just that this money is my money that I will use to buy a smartphone".Obviously Nabila, bowed still.
The owner of the tent stall sighed.From the way the clothes of the girl in front of him alone, already know that person is struggling against his life.Sama like a young man who did the same thing, 7 years ago.