Arumi Sekar

our heart wounds

Although the life we live is so hard, but we live everything with sincerity, so that the heart can dominate gratitude, rather than complaints.

time just kept rolling, nothing changed in our lives, difficulties for the sake of difficulties we went through together, even though I had tried as hard and as much as I could in helping the family economy, he said, still not able to cover all our needs.

when graduation was near, which at that time I was sitting in sixth grade, the thought was was was was, the heart was always anxious, even every time I often cried alone, she said, when thinking about the fate of my education after this, the limitations of the economy, made me quite self-conscious, if I should not force my dream to go to higher school again, quite the burden of mothers who are so heavy in meeting our meals a day.

I can only keep my hope in prayer, leaving everything to the owner of the universe.

In the village, especially in the environment where I live, I am known as a quiet, obedient and diligent child, I who incidentally never neko neko, always behave as is in simplicity, and I am not, while the other children were playing, laughing and enjoying their childhood, I could only see it from a distance, at my age, I had been forced into adulthood, work as I can, to lighten the burden of my strong woman.

although the mother of people does not have, but he always taught me, not to easily rely on the mercy of others, while God still loves health, we must still try to fight for our survival.

my mother, a simple woman who is tough and has a noble heart, to whom I hang the hope of sincere prayer to always accompany at every step of my life.

his advice is an obligation that I must obey, although every day we are always exhausting by making a living, the mother never tired to always remind us her children to still make the most important worship.

The Lord, always giving his way, for the servant who is able to continue to believe in his power, in the moment of eternal and sorrow that I feel about the fate of the continuation of my school, the, without my guess, Allah has brought His servant who is so kind and sincere to us, just call his name Hajjah Safa, the young man who finally paid and paid for my education in junior high school.

I could not help but hold back the miracle that God gave me, and for that, I promised myself to be more diligent in studying, so that my value would not disappoint him, yang Sudi gave up some of his property to fund my school.

during my junior high school education, I always bagged good grades, every semester my report score did not disappoint, I was always ranked one or two, I always ranked one or two, so that the predicate of the exemplary student is pinned to me.

I am grateful, on the sidelines of my busy life to help my mother work, Alloh still love me a broad mind, to easily absorb all the subjects taught by the teachers at school, thanksgiving and gratitude, so that I can easily absorb all the subjects taught by the teachers at school, that's what we always wanted to say.

when I was in the third grade of Junior High, my sister Rina had a great bullying in her school, we were only poor, so our complaints were never responded to by the school, mental and psychic Rina was so down, he said, until finally he did not want at all to set foot his school, Alloh.

every time I see Rina my tears can never be weathered, always escaped with pain in the heart, she did not ask to be born different, he said, because the power of God that predestines him must grow different, although his physique is not perfect, but Rina has a great good heart, the soul of his helper is so strong, so strong, and never take revenge on anyone who has hurt his heart, insults and Bulian he retorted with prayer, my brother may you find your happiness with his way so beautiful.