Seeing Yuni sobbing on the floor, her father sat down and approached her.
"What's wrong with you kid? Don't cry on the floor, come on, get up." Pak Doni ordered his daughter Yuni who was crying on the floor.
Yuni immediately wiped her tears and hugged her father, at this time only her father understood her.
"It's okay, DadYuni is just tired," said Yuni, lying because she didn't want to add to her father's thoughts, especially since Yuni had just seen her father eating with gusto and was full of joy because the food that Yuni had brought was very delicious and luxurious according to her father.
"Okay, you can rest now, let Dad clean up the rest of the meal." Mr. Doni said understandingly to Yuni, he actually felt sorry for Yuni, who had to work hard at such a young age to provide for her family.
"B-but, sir," I said hesitantly, afraid that if Dad did it he would get tired.
"Never mind son, don't worry about your fatherDad is healthy and strong," answered Yuni's father while showing Yuni his body muscles which were not very visible. Mr. Doni thought it would make Yuni smile again and forget about her sadness.
Yuni finally nodded, smiled briefly at her father and went into her room to rest.
Indeed, his body felt tired, especially since the food he was supposed to eat was finished by his two older brothers. Luckily he had time to snack on bread there so he wasn't too hungry tonight.
"The most beautiful place right now is the room." That's the most appropriate word for Yuni's feelings now. a place where Yuni can let go of the burden in her heart, she wants to run away from this house but whose father will look after her. Meanwhile, what Yuni's mother thinks about is money and money every day.
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