Mama Loves Me

My Dad's Family is Different

That time was a moment that can not be forgotten when getting off the bus , once down I immediately vomited . And while waiting for the local bus to pass by ', I ran with the father who was on his left and right of the rice fields that stretched as far as we could see . Especially when the sun was very hot . But because at that time I was a child so yes I was just taking a walk beside the rice fields . While the father who always complains because of the heat . Always offer me a drink . And at that time I never felt thirsty . Something that cannot be forgotten until now .

Once at the house bude and pakde , they feel different from me . I know they're angry . But they were angry with my father . They say that my mama is impolite and irresponsible . And the questions that were asked to my father . At that time the father was only silent when scolded by his brothers . Like it was on trial. All her brothers arrived . More and more at last . They all speak ill of my mother . Even now the first brother and the family of the second brother of the father who still defend mamah .

And whether upset or what, when all the family came home , bude and pakde told me to call father and mamah with the name om and aunt . A slightly threatening tone if I don't obey them, I can't stay there anymore . I who was a child at that time became confused and just according to what was ordered . Plus I can't even pick up the phone from mamah . But somehow in my heart I felt very sad .

At that time my nature became very quiet . In addition, I was often angered by my bude and pakde . Usually if I'm wrong, I'm just being advised with the very words that go into my head . But this time they or more often my budhe often pinch me . Even to the purplish bruise on my hand . Even if I just sit in the door . Very trivial things became my fault . The maid was lucky to still defend me and love me .

I am a quiet child like a child who has a double personality, if outside the family area I am very active . Until one day my teachers suspected that I did not resemble bude and pakde . Yes innocently I just told you that my mom was in bandung . I also told them that I should call them om and aunt . Until my teacher advised me that it was wrong . God will be angry at the child who calls his parents like that .

I became even more confused, because bude and Pakde also said the same thing if I did not obey them . Tau-tau when I came home I was enraged by my bude . He forbade me to tell that to others . I pinched her all over my body . All my bodies are blue . And Bude also forbade me to complain to the pakde if my body bruised the marks of the pinch .