I AM YOUR LIFE

sadness and happiness

The sound of Mama crying in the middle of the night, made me wake up, when I was probably about 4 years old, then I don't know what I remember my mother's cry because my sister Heni who was a year old when she died and I don't remember where my father was, all I remember after that I was entrusted to my grandmother's house in Bogor, both with my sister Nita and Mama brought my youngest brother who was still a baby back to Jakarta.

My life and my brother at my grandmother's house were not as sweet as I imagined, every day I liked to get a pinch, either because I was the old one if told or because they didn't like us both there, my aunt or my sister is not the type of aunt who is patient and loves us sincerely, whereas every month my mother also sends money for our fees, and my aunt secretly went to my father to ask for money on the grounds for the needs of me and my brother during my stay in Bogor, I knew it was from my mother when I grew up, Often the two of us to eat alone rationed can not be much, much, the eyes of my aunt's aunt who was sharp when eating made us both afraid if we still want to add food so we undo the intention of taking rice or side dishes again. So my memories of my aunt's aunt weren't fun but my brother and I didn't hate them.

Although they were impressed not to love us both completely, my brother and I did not think much about it, because there was still my grandfather who loved us both very much , because she worked so not knowing the behavior of my aunt's behavior to both of us, sometimes my grandmother also just kept quiet when I got the improper treatment.

And after almost a year of living with my grandmother, my mother took us both to Jakarta again, after I told her about my aunt's behavior.

And it turns out that my mother is married again and I know that the widower has 3 children and his son is identical to us as well, but was taken by their mother to Bandung.

What I remember my contact father was very good to us even, which I remember the figure of a father precisely from my contact father was not my own father either disappeared to where.

A year later my brother was born from my father, a tiny baby girl at that time, happiness seemed to increase but only a month after my brother was born my father had an accident and died a few days later.

Samar I only remember a part of my childhood, but what I clearly remember is my mother who took care of the four of us, supported us by trading vegetable and fried foods every morning on the side of the road, to just connect the lives of his children is not short of food.

And after I was Junior High, my mother did not trade anymore but worked in one of the beauty salons in the famous Mall in my city and my family's economic life was better.

Plus send money from my father who helped ease our living costs. When I was in Junior High all answered already, when parting with my Mom, My Father already has a Wife and Child who must have aged far above me, there are people my age even the youngest said my mother, so my father had 5 children from the first wife and 3 from the second wife, my mother. So actually my father did not disappear like it but my mother who wanted to separate because she could not afford polygamy, plus the death of my sister made my mother shocked and disappointed when she needed my father at the time but could not because it was busy, he said, maybe if my father could quickly bring my brother Heni to the hospital when it would be helped his life.that's one of the strong reasons my mother asked to separate.

three years later..

When I graduated from Junior High, I agreed to my mother's desire to continue school in the school in order to graduate can be an expert or work, although actually my greatest desire to become an agricultural engineer.

I did not feel I had gone up to 2nd grade SMK where required for PKL (the practice of eight-fan work) and that is where the beginning of my real life I started with various conflicts in my life began.

“Hania..., Hania.. wake up dear... already Adzan Fajr...”.

The soft sound of my mother's voice rubbing my cheeks woke me up from my sleep.

Today is the first day of the internship for Hania. He had to wake up early because the distance where the internship is quite far from where he lives.

It was still dark, Adhan Fajr had just finished reverberating. Mama Hania always woke up earlier than her four children who were all women. Mama Hania is a gentle yet hardworking Single Parent who never gives up on the circumstances.

Mama Hania has prepared provisions for Hania's lunch at her internship place. White rice, long bean stir-fry and fried tempeh. Simple, but that's Hania's favorite food.

The first day of the internship, Hania and her three friends were introduced by the company's manager to surround the production room of the company where she interned, and in accordance with the decree from the school, the company's, he will intern at a company engaged in printing for 3 months.

The first day we were placed in the precast section, for 2 weeks the four of us went directly to work on the company oder where Hania interns were assisted by employees there.

And early on, that's where Randy's name is the guy in that section who taught us, Hania was not at all interested because of his focus on getting to know the printed work system, but, but because Anna my enthusiastic friend first met Randy immediately liked him.I was not too concerned with anyone who taught, but since anna said Randy was cute, I became curious and followed Randy with curiosity, and it turns out Randy was the only guy who was still single in the room and indeed I also agree with Ana that Randy was quite cute, too, tall body, yellow skin, long life and thin lips, but all I throw away2 sense of interest is because it appreciates Anna, because Anna already likes Randy, because, no word boss tells about Randy, sometimes until his hot ears cry.

And the day changed for a week Randy was so patient teaching the four of us, until one time in one room I experienced a situation just two Randy, and suddenly Randy asked for a home address, and, and lead to personal things about having a boyfriend or not.

"Hania, sorry do you have a guy"? randy asked Hania.

And I was a little nervous to answer, actually if in the room the lighting was bright, I would see my face blushing with embarrassment.

"Eh, being asked, "asked Randy for the second time.

"uhm, I don't have a girlfriend yet, "my answer."why are you?" I was a little nervous and curious about probing.

And I see the response Randy just smiled, it seems a faint look on his face there is a feeling of relief and pleasure.duh why jantungky feel like dislodging his smile ka Randy, if you do not remember Anna likes it, then, has Hania cerocos with questions about Ka Randy as well.

Unwittingly I also like ka Randy because during teaching his innate patience and smile that makes girls klepek klepek klepek seenya. but I try to be ordinary, just, tame tame merpatilah besides really pede ka Randy like it, because it has never been until the age of 17 years gini no one expressed love.haduh long-standing singles.my heart seems to be lamenting.

"eh, even dumbly," the voice of Randy shook Me, and immediately without saying, I hurried to leave the room, but Randy prevented him from nearly having his hand try to restrain my movement, but soon I took a few steps back, though,

"once again, can I play next Saturday at your house?" jelebeb, my eyes almost glared in shock and disbelief, Ka Randy asked that.

"please pinch my cheek, please" I cried in my heart.

And somehow the courage from which I just nodded, and passed left the smiling Randy ka satisfied.