Me, Khanza
Railway Suburbs

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Suburbs of railway tracks.

On the night that Khanza and Zizi went from the stall of Pak Yudi somewhere the most important step they could escape from Ratih because their lives would be threatened if they still survive, that was the thought of Khanza who seemed to hold tightly to his sister's hand using one right hand while his left hand was carrying a cloth package containing his clothes and Zizi.

"Where are we going? why do we have to leave that place? and why don't we say goodbye, brother?" asked Zizi who continued to babble by glancing at her brother from the side without looking at him.

Khanza stopped when he heard many questions from his sister and he threw a rough breath and squat resting on one leg. "We can no longer stay there Zi, because you don't want anything bad to happen to you after all you have also given them a message by letter," replied the brother softly while holding his sister's shoulder.

"Is there anyone there who would want to do evil to me?" ask again with a face that looks amazed.

Khanza only mangosteen and he stood from his footstool back to walk by holding Zizi's wrist.

"Thank you, brother, because my brother always protects me," he said also sounded so wise that he made Khanza stunned to hear it and also threw a small smile behind his lips to reply to his sister's words.

Their journey still continues after the conversation, but the stomach is not filled when they leave the stall Mr. Yudi, now the hunger began to feel in Khanza as if his feet were shaking when he was walking but still he was resistant because he did not want to make Zizi realize his anxiety.

While the money in the hand is only 20 thousand left and even that money from Zizi given to him while in the hut nek Raya, while the money he received from Taro for helping sell newspapers he used to buy food the day before they left from the hut nek Raya.

When Khanza saw the rest of his money, he remembered Taro, the little boy he helped when selling newspapers, but he forgot his promise to find Taro back where they first met and after that memory Khanza continued to throw rough breaths until he felt that he had reneged on the promise he made alone even though he returned again to that place, of course, Taro will not wait for himself for free, he turned around, of course, Taro will not be there anymore, that was how Khanza thought while staring at the rest of the money he had in his hands.

Because the legs continue to move aimlessly they finally find the railroad tracks whose edges appear to be entered by people who are accustomed to living on the streets like punk, beggar, and others, even crazy people sleep on the rails.

"Zi, we're resting here tonight, okay?" say the brother directs his sister in an empty place.

Zizi only mangosteen looked dizzy seeing people who had fallen asleep wearing a cardboard mat instead of a mattress avoiding the cold of the night without blankets without wearing a warm shirt on his body who was calculating the results of his sale and a mother seemed to be putting her crying child to sleep in a small tent.

"Zi, are you hungry? You wear your sister's clothes so you don't get cold" said the older brother while lining Zizi's body using his clothes.

Zizi just according to what his brother said so he just kept quiet without talking.

After Khanza finished dressing on his sister's body he began looking for a base to coat the small pebbles so they could sleep even though not on a soft mattress while at Hayati's house and lucky Khanza had a sister like Zizi who is not fussy let alone complain at a time like this Zizi never bothers her brother she always follows wherever her brother's goals even though it is hard for a child of Zizi's age to live life on the streets like that.

As Khanza searched for a cardboard mat he saw a middle-aged hawker sitting on the outskirts of the market, selling bread, nuts, snacks and drinks. Khanza stepped up to the peddler and took the rest of his money.

"Whose bread, son?" ask the man who also turned to Khanza.

Khanza pointed towards the white wrapped bread with chocolate inside. "This is it sir and the drink I take 2 yes," he said again while holding a cup of mineral water.

The bagan grabbed the bread chosen by Khanza and put it in a plastic crackle.

"This is my son," also assisted after finishing putting everything in plastic.

"How much is everything, sir?" khanza asked with a small smile on her lips.

"5 thousand only son," said the boy also returned Khanza's smile to him.

He thought the money was less if buying 2 loaves of bread and it was still quite excessive eventually Khanza also bought one more loaf of bread to fill his stomach that already felt very hungry.

"Sir, I take another one of his bread with the same taste" Khanza pointed to the bread he had bought earlier.

Asongan again took the bread requested by Khanza to put it all together into plastic.

Khanza also gave a piece of money to the bag and grabbed plastic that had been filled with water and bread while waiting for the change.

"So all 8 thousand yes son, 12 thousand more change," said the assistant while counting the money in his hand. "This is your money" he continued after he finished counting.

"Thank you sir" Khanza welcomed the money and made a very warm smile.

After the transaction was completed Khanza returned to look for a pedestal for him to rest tonight with a wink paying attention to the part of the road so that he found a shabby mat that seemed to be deliberately disposed of by the owner quickly Khanza approached the mat and roll it so that it is easy to carry with one hand.

After he managed to find a bed to sleep he returned quickly because it had been too long he left his sister alone so he ran small so he could quickly get to the place of the sister.

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Educate your child as early as possible, give him a life lesson for his provision later do not give him the luxury that will ruin his future ''5.