DO NOT GO, SOLDIERS OF MY COUNTRY
SATU
This afternoon the sun managed to make my sweat splash.
The voice of Danton's commando echoed through every gap of the school hallway.
All students and students have gone home, Only left for us who follow the extra paskibra this time.
After finishing giving the cue to turn Kanan disperse the row.
I immediately headed to the locker, where I kept my bag and some of my textbooks.
"Ditt..gue is coming back?"said a woman who renders the Blue locker.
"Yes come on, the maman has been waiting in front"I asked him.
"Well, don't you have a motor?"Ask that woman again.
"No, my motorbike is again serviced" I said lightly Then entered the Car.
"The front crossroads turn Right until home color mustrad yes" said the woman told her home.
"Iya Neng is ready" said mang maman who is still focusing on his steering wheel.
"Ta tomorrow I'll permit ya" she said.
"Where are you going?"I said a little bit.
"Look grandma's sick" she said again.
"Don't be long but din" I said a little pleading.
"Yes if so come along" he said and opened the car.
"Thank you for the ride" Dina said, then waved her hand.
"Yes" I said a thumbs up.
After that I and mang maman immediately go home.
At home I saw my brother being scolded by my father and mother trying to defend him .
"Indeed you have no work, the work bawuran again bawuran again, you are an adult, try to think of your future, try to be a good example as you, try you be a successor father, try to be a successor father,shame on you too!"said Dad scolded my brother.
After Dad finished scolding bang derga I opened the door Then enter.
"Assalamualaikum, bun back home" I said greeting mother's hand.
"Change clothes continue to eat yes, branch into the room, do not come out" mother's orders patiently.
Me and my brother went up the stairs to each of our rooms.
It's my room and my brother's room on the second floor and next door.
"What's the matter?"I said glancing at his bruised face from the bending.
Bang dirga just fell silent not answering my question.
"Bang, we go in first" I said and then entered the room.
I keep my bags and books on the study table.
I immediately took a towel and performed the ritual after school.
Brother likes to be scolded by father, mother can only defend him.
Evening came, I went down to dinner together.
Brother did not come down, whether he was still angry with Father or mother.
After dinner, I helped my mother clean the dishes.
Mother once said she did not spoiled despite having a maid, They also have a busy time to take care of Our House And they must also be tired.
After I finished washing the dishes I brought dinner to bang dirga.
I knocked on the door, he said, not locked in.
I went into his room, the room was scattered, but still men's nuances.
"Bang, dita bawa eat for brother, bibang eat ya" said I keep a tray containing a bowl, a plate, also a glass on the mattress.
"Yeah, I don't have a job?your dad's sample said that?"bang Dirga held the corner of his lips.
"What are you feeling?"I said instead to ask back.
"Don't think you don't have a job" said bang dirga looking at me.
"Try the list so the army aja bang, titung-itung nerusin Dad's career"luliku who turned out to be approved by bang dirga.
"Abang not sure brother can ta" said my brother.
"We must be rusain brother kok" said I smiled sweetly and was taken by bang dirga.
"We went to the room first bang, don't forget to eat" I said then closed the door bang dirga room and entered my room.
I did some of the tasks given by my parents and teachers at school.
After completing the task I immediately lay down my body in the navy-colored mattress.
I looked at every corner of my room adorned with charters and gold and silver medals.
I've been to karate, line up, solo pop, story writing, and more.
Oh yes introduce my name Nandita Agatha kanendra (this author make a name behind him the same Kaya reported MY LETTU yes, can check the story🤗)I have an older brother named Dirga Zaidan Kanendra.
He's an angry man and the terrese brother I've met.
I have a small body structure with a height of about 166cm.
My nose can be said to be a little sharp, it is a combination of a Native Indonesian Father and an Original Mother of the Kediri people, East Java.
Father's work served the country, he worked as an Army Army which became a pride for the State of Indonesia, while my mother, he worked as an architect.
That was my friend he was named Dina aulia the guy was right here, not arrogant, and who certainly does not like nikung-nikungan ya!
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