
the owner of the tent who kindly gave food and drink to Nabila to prop up his stomach that began to be hungry.
His kindness is not without reason, because around this park there are so many children like Nabila who have to fight against the rigors of life.Tak, few who meet him and tell his dark times.
Nabila's story, reminded the owner of the tent stall of the struggle of a young man in achieving his goals in a difficult economy, just like the girl in front of him.
The new girl in his knowledge named Nabila Kemala, a high school student must be willing to sell macaroni to help his mother and finance his school.
The story, as if to remind the owner of the tent stall on the kind-hearted young man he accidentally found in a state of helpless limp, body shivering cold, and,his whole body trembled violently and his lips were pale.By holding his stomach, the young man stared at him as if asking for mercy on him.
Just like the girl in front of him, who greedily ate the instant noodles he gave along with warm tea water, to warm his body in the rain.
The girl, at first timidly accepted the food she gave, but her worms who continued to protest forced her to dismiss all her ego and shame.
The owner of the tent stall, staring nanar at the girl in front of him while smiling bitterly.Gadia who is made of sandals, shabby clothes and exposed to raindrops.
"O Rabbi, how long will there be a man like this before me?". Without feeling the owner of the tent stall was shedding tears, he we are just the young man who fared unfortunate, but it turns out he was wrong.
Intentionally he did not go home immediately, unlike other traders who chose to go home.But, he saw the young man who helped him first,waiting at the young man to come to his tent stall and ask for a glass of warm milk to warm his stomach.
"Thank you sir, sorry".The voice of the girl who apologized and was full of regret, had spread the daydreams of the owner of the tent stall.He turned towards the girl he helped accidentally.
"No need to apologize and don't hesitate to ask for help from me".Sahut the owner of the tent while smiling and moving from his seat.
Instead of feeling happy for the kindness of people who are new to him and offer him a free meal by telling his heartbreaking story, instead Nabila increasingly unwell and condolent.To return the bowl only, to return the bowl, it feels shame for a nabila who receives kindness from people he does not know.
"Sir, I order a glass of warm milk.As usual".Shouted a man behind Nana so tight, hunting with the sound of lightning lightning lightning that suddenly appeared to shock the entire inhabitants of the earth.
"Ready".Reply shouted the owner of the tent stall like he was used to receiving orders from a young man.
Nabila was still sitting still, when the young man also sat beside nabila who happened to have only one seat and elongated.
Nabila, lowered his gaze.Feeling shame on the owner of the tent stall but also afraid of the man sitting next to him in wet clothes exposed to rain water.