
When the take of the report in SD Mamah already ugly me to the driver of his office . He was very clear that I was very stupid and much different from my very smart sister . Honestly I am hurt and offended . But I do admit if it's true . When entering Junior High who was bribed by my mother, I was surprised also if the sports teacher was my teacher in Elementary School first . I don't know why I feel like I'm feeling a bit of fun . But still I can't study quietly . As I grew up, I received more and more insults and torments from mamah . This time I was so embarrassed by my sister who had started growing up and understood .
It's just that I'm a little calm because my sister didn't suffer torture like kicks, punches, snapping or being whipped with a coat hanger just because of my father's fault . I saw my sister get to chat with mamah I thought I'd be happy . But I was jealous of that . I was jealous of my sister who could casually joke around mamah and even sleep one bed mamah . While I was not at all .I remember very much the beginning I came to bandung I was given my own room . After my om came to bandung and college here , I slept with my om . And aunt mimi who finally cost because the other room became the father's room . Dad and mom are from my little one is not as naked anymore .
Here I really feel I am a servant in this family . I feel like you only have one child and an irresponsible husband . I salute the mamah who is able to finance everything and become the head of the family in this house . He also had to finance his younger siblings until college all . Except aunt wiwi . It is very clear his affection for his younger siblings . It's just that he can't love me . Back then in my first semester in Junior High, I was still a stupid student . I still can't catch a lesson . I who consider myself a maid am also tired of my homework . Not to mention hearing parents who quarrel in addition I often get torture from mamah.
Until then I was shocked because the father who scolded me I decided to stop again . Because the safest people near me are just dad . And I no longer feel safe here . I thought hard enough how I could not be found here again . And I finally cursed to go to Java . Alone . Honestly, I was like a thief . I opened my mama's closet and I took Rp.400,000,- . I was the one at noon school, didn't go to school and went to the terminal . I remember very well the terminal where to buy tickets to Java . Because in SD I drove dad to the terminal . But the problem is I don't know which city bude and pakde I live in .
At that time there were still many on the roadside called wartel . I don't know where 'em from, I tried misscall my bude number . My memory is pretty good . I know that phone number when Kindergarten tried to call and connect .