Dust was scattered, as if to decorate the village corner of the city. Pouring yourself into the village atmosphere that is quite friendly and full of silence.
I don't know what the residents do, maybe a job that makes little money. Who can buy staple food and pay for their children's school.
"Greetings, come here!"
"Briefly,"
"What did you say? Just a minute? Here you are. "Snapped a middle-aged woman while dragging a child who was about 10 years old from the back of her rundown kitchen. The soles of their feet are black like footwear. The land is always close to them, as if sleeping must be taken.
"You did it." Said Limah, pointing at the betel nut that lay in the corner of the house. The areca nut that was once tawny now turned pale.
"Huh .." the boy let out a sign of affirmation. He picked up a machete that was not far from the areca nut. He began to open one by one, the pale betel was full of irritation.
"What did you see?" Snapped his lips like he was about to eat, when he saw the greeting glancing at him.
"I took you from the trash of a rich person, then what is your reply? Do not want to help me in the slightest? "He continued, pushing the boy's head, which he named the greeting roughly. If it is not clever, the little boy holds a sharp cleaver, it could have broken his hand hit the iron.
Greetings do not budge as if he used to accept it.
It is true that the blessing of the blessings can live to this day, about 6 years ago, my parents found a child who was crying in a pile of garbage.
The moon looks very bright, adorns the night sky. A lot of gerlib stars make the sky smile calmly.
Greetings sat with his hands in the window of his rickety house. the window made of wood looked very worn out, it was almost porous eaten by termites. He stared at the teak tree not far from the side of his house with a pity. I don't know what the boy feels. Maybe it hurts, or pity for itself.
Poor because he never tasted education for almost 10 years he lived. Is that her mother's fault? Or does his mother not have the money to send him to school?
Sometimes greetings envy their friends who can wear red and white clothes, the same as the flag of their country. Even though the clothes worn by his friend were not as good as the city clothes he saw every Monday, when he helped his mother sell rubber at the auction. but he still wants to wear that pride.
"What are you doing here? don't you want to sleep? Or do you want to count stars in the sky? "Said the limestone when he saw the greeting. Greetings do not answer the words of his mother. He immediately went to his shabby bed. he pulled the blanket that had been torn from the tip of his foot, and immediately closed his eyes as if he hadn't heard the woman babble from before.
"Mothers ..." shouted greetings. but there is no answer. He stepped his little foot out of the house, glanced around the messy house.
"Where is the mother?" He thought. He also did not see children going to school which usually passed the new government-built bridge which was 20 meters beside his house. Means the day is already afternoon.
Greetings do not understand what happened, usually the mother always wakes her up roughly if she is late to wake up for a while. But today it's not, his mother's father just left greetings in bed.
He took a rubber dripping knife, and immediately closed the boarding house, without filling the stomach. Worms in the stomach of a small greeting never comment or rebel, perhaps because they have been accustomed to accepting such conditions.
Arriving in the rubber garden which was not too wide, the greeting did not blink in the slightest looking for the figure of his mother, but he did not see anything, except the rippling rubber that was neatly lined. he immediately put on the rubber bar dodos hard, as hard as he had. He spent his trunk and finally he finished. The boy immediately went home, hoping to find his mother at home. but again he did not find the middle-aged woman, even his shadow was not seen.
greeting sat on the edge of the leg. Looking at the burning flame hoping to quickly cook the sweet potatoes that he just boiled. his mind always returned to the past. When his mother says he is an animal, a child who is unwholesome, even when he is sick or falls on the path when he goes to the garden, his mother never helps or asks what is hurt. But instead said.
"You idiot, stand up."