Not only Ozora's place moved, her school has also changed. Ozora, Cana, and the other children had already put on neat clothes to go to their respective schools. It turns out that many children live in orphanages. Ranging from infants to children aged 18 years.
"Is this all we're going to eat?" Ozora looked at the boiled potatoes on the table.
"Yes. Almost every day we eat this. Looks like mommy Bella and daddy Ernest don't have much money to support us all," Cana replied. She was used to poverty.
"Mommy Bella and daddy Ernest?" Ozora repeated the two names into a question.
"They own the orphanage."
"Oh..." Ozora rounded her mouth in understanding.
***
Two years have passed. Ozora and Cana were already eleven years old. The condition of the orphanage was increasingly insecure. Bella and Ernest have sold a lot of assets. They have made a letter of request for funds but no money has yet entered their account.
"Honey, we can't go on like this. Without donations from the government and money from donors, we would not be able to survive." The middle-aged man who was often called daddy Ernest complained to his wife.
"I will try to contact donors again. Who knows they will want to donate again."
"I will also contact some of my friends. I feel sorry for the children if they always eat instant noodles. Their nutrition is not sufficient at all."
***
Ozora and Cana chose to walk home from school. They wanted to help Bella and Ernest by saving the money they should have spent on transportation. Along the way their stomachs were hungry. Wanted to use the small amount of money but was held back. Better they keep it to help Bella and Ernest
Ozora's eyes fell on a bakery. A grown man wearing a white coat just came out of there. In the man's hand hung a plastic bag filled with bread. When the adult man was about to get in the car, Ozora ran and snatched the plastic from the man's hand. Of course it's not that hard for a grown man to catch up with little Ozora.
Ozora fell and the man in white was already beside her. "Are you alright?" The grown man was not angry. He was worried about the wound on Ozora's knee.
"Sorry Mister. Me and my friend just want to eat." Tears trickled down Ozora's face.
"Don't cry. I'm not angry. We'd better treat your wound first." Ozora retreated backwards. The image of her stepfather flashed through her mind and it scared Ozora's face.
"Don't be afraid. I'm a doctor." The man in the white coat showed his name hanging on the right side of his doctor's uniform.
"Dr. Jacob Northman." Ozora's tiny mouth read every letter on the name tag.
After reading Jacob's name, Ozora saw Jacob's face who was deliberately squatting in front of her. "Where's your friend? I promise to buy you food as long as your wounds are treated first."
"Ozora!" Cana shouted and immediately approached her.Since earlier Cana was afraid to approach them. Naturally. They were too young to deal with such a stranger. Moreover, Ozora made a mistake.
"This must be your friend. What's your name, pretty girl?" Jacob turned to Cana because Ozora was still afraid. He didn't want to force the little girl.
"My name is Cana, sir. Please forgive my friend. She just wants to eat. We are very hungry." If Ozora scared Cana just the opposite. She has faith that a doctor must be good. That's why she wanted to be a doctor.
"I will buy you food as long as your friend agrees to treat her wounds first." Jacob looked around and looked back at the bakery. Inside were chairs and a table they could sit on for the next few minutes.
"What if we make a deal? You two wait for me there. I will take the medicine box and treat your friend there. After that you can choose whatever you want to eat. How?" Jacob gave the two little girls a smile in turn.
"Okay, Sir." Cana answered without fear.
"Great!" Jacob rubbed Cana's head with a smile. He made sure the two kids got into the bakery before he got in the car to get the medicine box.
Jacob entered the bakery and saw the two children whispering. "What are you talking about? Can I join in?" Jacob sat beside Ozora because his intention was to treat the wound on the girl's knee.
Jacob dripped alcohol and then cleaned the wound on Ozora's knee. Then he put a plaster so the wound didn't get infected. Ozora just stared at Jacob's face. This was the first time he had felt such attention.
"Because you have kept your promise then I will pay for all the food you want. Come on, which one do you want to choose?" Cana immediately became excited and met the shop assistant. She pointed to some breads of various flavors that were in the display case.
Ozora pulled Jacob's bottom shirt. Jacob smiled and crouched down so they were in the same position. "Don't you want some bread? Or do you want some other food?" Not once did Jacob mention the mistake that Ozora had made. He was sure the attention he gave would make the girl realize her mistake. After all, the little girl was very scared. Jacob didn't want to traumatize her.
"Why didn't you scold me, sir? I stole your food earlier." Ozora's small hand squeezed the hem of her shirt from being too scared.
"Because I know you're a good girl. It's just that your stomach is hungry and needs to be filled. From now on don't do that again!"
Feeling cared for made Ozora's heart warm. Even though she was afraid, she was brave to ask. "Can I hug you, Sir?" Ozora asked hopefully. Without answering with words, Jacob spread his arms and smiled. Ozora hugged Jacob very tightly. The hug she had missed for eleven years. "You want a hug too?" Jacob smiled at the confused Cana. "Come here!" The man stretched out his arms so he could hug the two children.
"You are beautiful and wonderful children."