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After Mang Diman took me to the bus terminal, took me to the bus I was going to take, Mang Diman was still waiting for me until the bus took me away.

At 4 pm I departed from Jakarta city.

arrived in bandung almost seven o'clock at night, seen a lot of thugs around the terminal made me scared. I saw my aunt's home address, I exhaled my tired breath, somehow my fate this time, it was late at night I was confused about where to go, I didn't know this terminal because this was my first time out of town without my parents.

I stepped my feet towards a more crowded place, with fear that enveloped me.

This is the first time I'm out of town by myself on a dark day, luckily the terminal gangster doesn't seem interested in me, thank God.

I walked aimlessly, until my steps stopped when I found many street vendors lined up neatly in front of me with their grobaks, many traders selling fried rice, meatballs, batagor, and many more.

Seeing it all made my stomach growl, a sign of worms in my stomach asking for food.

I walked over to one of the vendors, sitting on a plastic bench near the grobak. There was a middle-aged couple who also seemed to be waiting for their orders.

"Bang the meatball is one" I said to the merchant.

"Yes, sir, mix it up," said the meatball seller.

"yes bro" i said

"Wait a minute, bro," said the meatball seller.

"Yes bro" I said.

"Where are you going, neng?" said the middle-aged mother who was also waiting for her meatball order.

I didn't answer right away, talking to strangers scared me, if I didn't answer, I would definitely be considered arrogant.

I sighed and replied "going to my aunt's house" I said, looking down. Sad, of course considering today's events.

"Just go alone," said the fathers who were with the mother. It looks like they are husband and wife.

Before I had time to answer the meatball vendor came with the bowl of meatballs, I thanked him after the meatball seller kept his meatballs in front of me.

I eat voraciously, despite the many problems I face, but for some reason my stomach can't be compromised.

After eating the mother again asked,

"What's your name?" said the mother.

"Princess ma'am" I said, I looked down talking too long with strangers made me scared but seeing the smile of mom and dad made me calm down a bit.

"My mother's name is siti and this is my father's father," said my mother, smiling awkwardly at her.

"You want to go to your aunt's house, if you may know the address, who knows we can help deliver" said the pious father, who I just found out his name from the mother earlier.

"Yes, sir, for a moment," I said, opening a small bag containing a cellphone and pocket money like what my mother said at home before I left.

I dug through the contents of my small bag, but I couldn't find a small piece of paper with my aunt's home address on it, I took the stuff out but I still couldn't find the paper I was working on.

I couldn't hold back my sobs, my mind was frantic, I don't know where to look for the paper.

Mrs. siti came closer to me and hugged me, it calmed me enough, she asked me where was the last time I saw the paper, I said it was at the terminal.

We went back to the bus terminal looking for the paper containing my aunt's home address, but after almost an hour we searched for the small paper, we couldn't find it either.

I sat on the side of the road hugging my knees confused where to go, I cried in the darkness of the night, the noise of the vehicles that were still linked, and a middle-aged couple who accompanied me from earlier.

I don't know where else to go, I'm tired of traveling long distances, coupled with various problems today, I'm covered in mixed feelings of sadness, destruction, anger at Rio who has made my life a mess like this, if only I didn't go with them and didn't lie to them. Mother, maybe things weren't like this, if and if that was all I could think about, useless regrets because all that had happened.

Mrs. siti invited me to come with her to her house, I didn't refuse because I was very tired, somehow my fate, come with them in case they are bad people, I don't care I'm sixteen years old but I'm pregnant out of wedlock again. All the ideals that I had imagined would come true, and all had to be crushed before I took a step, now I surrender to this situation.

It was true that Mrs. Siti and her husband took me to their house, a simple house with white paint. I was in Mrs. Siti's place in her daughter's room, who said she was studying in Jakarta. I cleaned myself in the bathroom near the kitchen, because that was the only bathroom in the house. I came out of the bathroom complete with my nightgown which I brought to the bathroom.

I passed by Mrs. Siti, who was in sofa watching TV. She offered me a meal. Obviously, I refused because I was still full because I had eaten meatballs.

Eh, I think I forgot something, I forgot to pay for the meatballs, maybe Mr. Soleh paid for my meatballs, I went into the room cursing my stupidity, because I forgot to pay for the meatballs, because I was too panicked, I laid my body on the bed which only fit this one person, maybe tomorrow I'll change the money for the meatballs, and tomorrow I'll look for a rent so it won't be too much trouble for the middle-aged couple.

I saw this room, Rock posters, guitar hanging on the wall, wardrobe, study table, complete with books that were ordered to meet, a boy's room. I close my eyes to recover strength for tomorrow, I can't just give up, I have to be passionate about life, moreover there is a small creature growing in my stomach.

I rubbed my stomach.

Mama will take care of you son even though we will only live together. say me,

And finally I fell asleep, starting an adventure in dreamland.

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