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before the car we were riding in really left my hometown, I waved my hand to my bidadar, I saw that his eyes were already filled with tears, I knew his heart would be broken with my departure, but what power I have to step for the happiness of my mother and also myself, in my heart promises I must be the proud child of my mother even though my job is only a PRT...

So many hours the car that brought us arrived at a shelter, where in this place my friend and I will be dispatched in accordance with the jawdwal departure to the destination, where the destination is, I was the first time away from the mother, began to feel homesick, the shadow of the mother I always remember without feeling my tears fell down my cheeks, but I also tried hard with all this..

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The day of departure to the country (S ) was seen a PT officer who drove me with my friends to one of the airports in the capital, I took the stairs of Garuda aircraft one by one, and my shadow always accompanied my every step..

So many hours I was in the plane room finally arrived at me in the country that I was headed, it seemed that a man approached me in all white clothes calling me Indonesia, yes because he did not know my name..

he spoke his country language, and I didn't understand what he meant, and I knew better that I just followed him..

" O God, may in my place of work I be fine..

After 2 months of working for my master I have gradually understood their language, the longing for my mother has become more and more..

my master's wife called my name.

* Mistress

" Alfi, (a' ali ) hurry up...

" na'am madam (yes Nyoya) then alu approached him, apparently he gave my first Salary and allowed me to call mama, using his home phone..

The number I pressed was her son's number, Ms. Rt..

* Ratna

📞 hello who's asking ratna...

* alfi.

*ratna

📞 wait for me to call your mother first, you just let go before your pulse runs out he said..

Then I told the lady again to wait 5 minutes to call back.

After 5 minutes I pressed the same number again, and there I received a call from me and I heard my bid from there..

My tears fell down after hearing my mother's voice and so did my mother.

* mom

📞 Alfi, are you healthy, son,?? While his voice sobbed sobbing when asking me news.

* alfi*

📞 Alhamdulillah Alfi healthy ma, mama as soon as how are you,??

After a few minutes of talking I said to my mother, that I would send my first salary, and asked my mother to ask for the bank number I would send, after taking down the number I asked for and then saying goodbye to my mom to end her phone..

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Then to the next day my employer told me that my salary money had been sent, and he asked me to call my mother again to ask if the money sent had been received or not.

And thank God the money sent was received by my mother, and I asked my mother not to work anymore, because I would send it every month..

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The day passed without feeling like I was 6 months at my employer's house, my longing for my mother became more, the sense of wanting to go home quickly haunted, he said, in every prayer I always ask that I be given health and patience to accept all this, and not to forget I ask for health and safety for my wingless angel..