Me And Myself

Me and myself extra part 1

Today is exactly one month of my marriage, the moon is going on peacefully. No one else yelled at me and insulted me.

No one stares cynically and hatefully at me anymore. No intimidating looks from people around me.

I live peacefully with the cross. I have been working together with Gilang, I helped cross it little by little while studying.

Well cross job into a tailor, the skill is already very good. Can make a shirt from scratch, and any model of it.

If I want to dress my own model can be brilliant, the brilliant can not it cut the pattern pattern that will be made the shirt.

Because the cross is only learning to sew, and can not be an all-rounder to cut the pattern yourself, if only cut a little part that is less anyway it does not matter.

As tonight I come back to work with a mill, after my magrib and cross back to work.

Not far away just stay behind our rented house, because we contract right in front of the house where the place where the cross works.

And the position was turned back so we only had to walk a few steps and arrive.

Usually I and I will finish work if the clock shows ten o'clock at night or if too tired we will work until nine o'clock at night.

A very new atmosphere for me, although sometimes I sleep late but I just fall down instead of working.

It turns out that during this time the mill worked more than eight hours, even the cross worked fourteen hours a day.

If I remember that I was tired, must be tired day to night continue to work.

What I feel is that sewing is pretty tired, even if it's just sitting there and running the machine but it's really quite a drain on energy and brains.

Because we have to adjust the hands and feet, then must know the nature of the material in order to produce good clothes.

Ah a little sorry I learned to sew because it turned out to be more tired and draining of energy. Far from what I thought, his intention to relax work while sitting was even a little puaing because he had to learn in every new item.

But it's okay, anyway I'm just a little help and it's not too difficult to do it. It also just gives me an easy job.

Ten o'clock past, me and my cross are already in the rented house. We relaxed a little bit, threw a sore leg from the cold of the machine.

After brewing coffee for the galang, I sat down next to him who was playing an online game.

At first I like to protest if I play my own cell phone and ignore me, but the word is better to play online games than women.

Ih basic can be alingilang tuh if answered, yes already I am still considered. Sometimes if I want to spoil not angry and even embrace me and take me into his arms, while he still plays his game.

While looking at Wa I was a little surprised to see a message from my father, did you miss being honest after dad and he just left my wedding a month ago I never saw him again.

Now seeing the message makes me not believe it. I excitedly showed it to the cross, and the cross only responded indifferently.

I know the feeling of a cross, as someone who understands my condition is really brilliant really indifferent to know about people who are brilliant to consider hateful.

Yes, he said he hated and disgusted with him, besides his smart-ass and smart-ass advising person also could not hold his own talk.

None of her nature reflects if she is worthy of respect. The brilliant see he only always talks about the ugliness of himself and not the ugliness of others.

I finally didn't respond to the message, just read it and saved it.

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I've seen the outside world so far isn't as bad as what he's talking about. And there are still many good people in this world, outside the house.

But I didn't think the message I ignored was going anywhere. I got word from Tia that my father came to her house to ask me to come to my father's house, and what surprised me the most was that the request was not because my father missed me but a request that required me to clean my old room because it would be filled and worn by my sister's lace.

Tight, still tight. I haven't felt this feeling in a month and now, because the same person made me feel pain again.

Anyway what the hell is that, why would I have to come all the way to Tia's house just to ask me to come home?

Why not give a message back and explain it clearly to me. I also know the contents did tell me to go home and clean the room, but I was not told if I had to all take care of the letter moving.

Is that how he hates me to no longer be in touch with me? Alright with the persuasion of the mama Goddess-mama Tia I will visit but I will go to the house tia first to clarify my father's future to his house Tia.

This week I plan to go to Tia's house soon, let this heart calm down.

"Assynogaic"

I came along with a cross, as promised not too early in the morning nor too late I went to Tia's house.

"Waalaikumusalam, ehh neneng geulis here enter dear"

Mamah welcomed me and was resplendent with joy, the warmth of this feeling got a treatment that greatly touched me.

Me and I sat down on a mat that was held, there was the father of Tia's anton-father, the goddess mamah, Tia, me and also brilliant.

We all gathered in a simple room, but it did not make a simple atmosphere. The atmosphere was very warm and bustling, especially his five-year-old nephew Tia. Imagine how chatty a five-year-old child is.

"Yes that's a, we don't make mistakes. The point is that we as children are still polite and polite to parents, even though their parents are like lions. Haha"

Everyone laughed, now the conversation has begun to enter into the future that I will face.

It feels like my heart is still very afraid if I have to step back into that house.

"So your father came here maybe two what three days ago, afternoon afternoon. He said please tell me to April let me go home to clean the room because it will soon be used by his sister's lace you well. Is the room a mess?"

"Hehe yes maah, indeed April does not deny about the messy room. Because even though April is fine will still be dirty and messy, because every April neresin must be in the dusty comments where it is, the virus, do not see the situation, april wants to try that.

Yes already april just a lap lap aja area that is indeed april reach and make april sleep comfortable ssadmore april biarin."

I explained all the reasons without reducing or adding, because that is the reality. Also, the behavior of the lenda who likes to throw his junk into my room also makes me really more do not want to care about the condition of the room that is far from decent.

"Yes your father confided in you, he said you are difficult to say. If you are invited to chat, surely diem does not want to answer his job. Yes mamah laugh aja mamah answer, well munkin april is not comfortable so april does not want to talk, does not want to be open with his parents. Mom doesn't tell me if April likes to play here."

"Yes, thank you very much well, sorry to be even ngerepotin mamah gini"

Honestly, just now I was talking I was really tight enough to hold back the crying, somehow it feels like the pain is still approaching.

Yet during this month I tried to forget all the pain, so that I could only feel the happiness given by the cross.

But talking about my condition a few months ago made my heart ache again.

After I finished with the emotionally draining talk, I and I went back home. The plan is late next month I'm going to go home to clean my room and make a move.

That's right beyond my expectations, I have to quickly move from KK and their lives.