KEEP THE FAITH (Believe in God)

My Family

When we have each other, we have everything.

Nia

I was 7 years old and I lived with my grandparents. I was a jolly girl, always laughing and having many friends, when my closest friend was Sinta, at that time I was still not afraid of men .

In grade 2 Elementary school at that time I knew the word love, even though I did not know what true love meant .

Almost every day Sinta talks about a boy in our class.

You know Adli is good !

Yesterday Adli wanted to play with me !

Adli's family turned out to be my mother's friend !

Look the longer he's getting handsome !

I like the sound of her laughter the most!

and blah blah blah .....

So as a good friend, I don't want to have to listen to the chatter about him, Sinta also introduced me to him, we finally became friends, I also did not realize that Sinta actually likes this guy .

On the day of elementary school graduation Adli said he liked me, haha used to love monkeys . Because I knew about Adli he was a good guy I accepted him, and we went to the same Junior High School.

We always play together to go and go home from school together, Adli never left me alone. Adli was a nice and fun guy, a few weeks later I realized that Sinta never played with us again. He always refused our invitation to play together.

One day Sinta got sick permission, I went to her house to visit. But his mother didn't let me in. He yelled at me, "Mom and son are the same,*****, go there don't play with my son anymore, he won't play with you either."

I was sad and went home I did not understand what the word***** , once home I would ask Grandma .

With a heavy heart Grandma finally told me about my parents' story.

My mother used to be a beautiful girl, quiet and not much to hang out with .One day my mother met a man, when she came home from the market my mother always rode a bicycle like a village man. When passing through a corner he passed a handsome young policeman, accidentally mother turned her bike until it fell into the got finally the handsome policeman helped the mother a little stale finally drove mother home, get acquainted, and they establish a relationship without being known to grandparents.

Their relationship deepened, and they decided to get married . This man brought the mother to be introduced to his parents, but unfortunately they do not allow because the mother is the child of the poor .

Perhaps because it is already love, the word impossible should be possible. The word must not, will only make them more courageous against the wishes of parents, just to show how much I love you.

Finally a crazy idea emerged, the man said how if he just eloped he no longer needed his parents. They are blinded by love.

Finally the mother married the man they lived a simple happy life the mother did not complain in the least, at that time my mother was 15 years old. A year later the mother would give birth to her first child due to a difficult situation my mother was in so much pain because she gave birth at a very young age and her husband had no money for surgery .

With so many sacrifices from my mother, her husband just held her hand to encourage her, continued to be beside her crying and praying finally I was born . They were very happy for my presence after a day and night of pain, but 3 hours later my mother closed her eyes, my mother died and that happiness has now turned into hatred, she said, this man yes he is my father.

Maybe dad hates me so much he doesn't know what to do after taking care of mom's funeral, dad gave me to grandpa and grandma, dad apologized for making their only daughter die. Dad told her love story with mom. I hope Grandpa and Grandma will forgive me.

My grandfather was very angry and just threw my father out .

Until now I didn't know who my father was and my grandmother never told me what my father's face was like because they didn't have his picture. They just said my father's name was Fajar Hartadi and he was a cop.

Ahh but I'm also not curious I was hoping I'd never meet him, the man who destroyed my family .

After learning of the incident I decided Adli, and continued to apologize to Sinta but until the end Sinta would not forgive me.

After that I limited myself in making friends let alone hanging out with guys.

In the end I just became a nerd, I don't care what people say, as long as Smp I don't have friends .

When I entered High School I just opened up and from there I knew Ria.

Ria is a good and cheerful child, when she was rich she had many friends, but after her family went bankrupt one by one her friends went away she became frustrated.

Haha here we meet, two less fortunate people.

When I first entered school I was confused where to start, all had my friends who lack association do not know where to start.

When I was at school I saw Ria sitting alone in the corner seat. I thought there must be something wrong I tried to approach him even though he refused me, with no small sacrifice, every day I first approached him telling him about many things as if we had been familiar for a long time, he said, we were friends at last .

One day there was a boy who bullied me, and Ria coolly said, "My father is a policeman, want you to put me in jail for disturbing my friend!" he said while smiling at me.

The guy was scared and never came to bother me again. But what Ria said was the lie of her father was not a policeman.

Second grade High School time finally they know that all this time Ria lied, but let it go, time has passed whatever will happen to us, we will be cool and dare to face it together. We have even made a promise that we are not just friends but we have become brothers. Brothers who will fight together to achieve success. Every day we play together without caring about the words of others who say that we are two sad friends one rich boy broke but still arrogant, arrogant, one sad orphan. They called us two deformed birds trying to fly but not having perfect wings.

Sometimes I laugh when I remember the past what does the word perfect mean? There is no such thing as perfect in this world, what exists is to try to complement each other to cover up all the shortcomings that exist, yes though I can't resist because we are far from perfect.

There is no perfect person who has no flaws. There is not a single person with disabilities who has no advantages.

Good thinking Nia, Life good think good !! Hehe ^