Me And Myself

Me And Me Ektra Part 2

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Today I, my husband, my mother, the goddess, and I are visiting my home. With mommy who bought chicken noodles where we ate.

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"Assynogaic"

"Waalaikumusalam, tuh dateng also"

First I saw my father opening the door, the way he was peeking behind me. The four of us sat in the living room, a room that had caused trouble because of the amount of talk he had.

"It's finally coming" too"

With a smile she greeted us, more precisely towards the goddess mama. Without speaking my stale and disappear immediately to my old room.

"That pretentious finish, that mess. Look mamah Tia messy that's how I'm not angry try"

I had a chance to see Mamah Tia just smiling in response before I left and headed for the room.

I saw the cupboard I made into my bed and the entrance was already on the edge, parallel to the wall to see firsthand how messy this room was.

Dust where, babtak who has been beejamur because it was never occupied. Who does Yanv want in this dumpster?

Mattress that is cold and full of dust, the more leek this mattress. My wooden cabinet that was not intact because three doors had been torn apart and thrown away because I had ever fisted.

There are only three more left at the top, my clothes were stored there and in my legitimate plastic cabinet because I bought myself with my money.

Plastic flowers made of scrapes are getting dusty in the petals, this flower recalls the gift of Tia.

It was when Tia went after my father and he went to the old house, and Tia left this to me.

I'll keep it. I put everything I thought was still necessary, into here the plastic that was empty because my clothes had moved all over.

My pillow was thrown away, and so was my bed. I briefly went out of the house to call someone who would transport goods that had become useless junk.

After successfully bringing the person I returned to the room cleaning the rest of the rest, look at the samoah used candy and also ciki.

It's not my trash, I remember once if I last used this room I didn't take out the trash, anyway I just wrapped my trash in a scraped bag. Siaoa again if not Henda.

Don't mind me putting the garbage into a bag of scrapes that there are some in my room, because au is always ready for the trash.

Then take out the pillow and the mattress, I'm not alone in helping me. While he was busy gossiping about me with his mamah Tia, I passed him several times because indeed if I want to get out of the house I will pass through the living room.

Fun with the story, even I saw the scene of him crying, either crying because I don't know. What is clear, from the discussion of his speech he has spoken of me.

I don't want to hurt my heart any more, I don't look at it anymore and focus on cleaning up this filthy room.

Every now and then I see my father steal my eyes, even though I don't see him clearly, to be honest, my heart hurts to see him. I pray in my heart that my father will always be given health by God, protected always by God.

My father will really go far and disappear from your life, I see occasionally you smile at me and I reply with a smile.

If you knew I missed your love so much. I really miss my dad who always shows his affection for me.

I dismantled the wooden bed where I slept with a cross. It was not difficult for me, because several times I dismantled the wooden bed pairs alone without help even though I could.

After all the goods came out, I mopped, and waited outside while cleaning the junkyard into the cart that will be carried by pa dede, my neighbor who received the junk.

I didn't sweep it, because obviously there would be no dust where if I swept my room.

Even I mopped it repeatedly until it was completely clean and free from dust, even dust that sticks though.

When I finished, I saw my father smiling at me I still returned with a smile down, I sat close to the door. Next to me was him, then father, and then he leaned against the wall where the wall was the wall of my room, then tia, and mamah goddess.

A little I was involved in their conversation earlier, not the hell I did not answer or join the story, just listen with the head I bowed.

I don't know where my thoughts are, obviously I don't really understand what they're talking about. But then he arrived, giving a piece of paper.

"Now covenant, sign there to make it equal we taste good"

I read the paper that was already handwritten in it, with the signature of him also the seal of ten thousand.

Huh, how gosh is he against me? What is he afraid of a stinking child like me, so there must be an agreement on the stamp duty?

I looked at the contents of the agreement, smiled I saw the contents. Can he think that way about me, what am I? At least I never intended to antagonize him but maybe he did consider me like an enemy.

Hah, there's just no such thing as this behavior beyond reason. When I was reading it with a smile, my own smile made the others curious.

Finally Mamah Tia asked for the paper, read it and confirmed the reason if I would not be able to sign this agreement.

"Yes not so, let's keep watch anyway if nothing happens to my family, I will not sue april"

"Yes still not fair dong bu for april, the period of April must bear a punishment that is clearly not done by April?"

I saw Dad and he just kept his mangosteen mangosteen silent, but I could see the annoyed look on his face.

.I don't think it's possible or upset that I didn't agree to that crazy deal right away.

"April, please remind me not to sign this agreement. Indeed this has been agreed by out ma'am?"

Mamah Tia again asked him who was still silently watching.

"Yes not yet, that I made only for my agreement with this child. I want my life to be calm in the future, without having to be afraid of being hurt again by his hyx"

"Yes I understand, but it shouldn't be April who bears all this. I understand the feeling of a mother who is afraid of being hurt, afraid of being disappointed I know, but the old problem is not the end where. And the problem is now like a bomb that will explode so that it spreads where, and April should not be affected by the impact of the mother she does not know what"

Soon my tears were shed, my body was trembling and tears were rushing out, my chest tight. What kind of situation is this? Why did everything get tense.

"Yes anyway I do not want my son's rights taken by April, what would his fate be if this house is recognized by him? My son has nothing, any April has his rights in the old house with his late mother and his father is not this house"

"Ok now april, mamah asked the same april. April want this house treasure?"

"No"

"April want to be tempted not the same house?"

"No"

"That's clear well, I'm her witness ma'am, my son Tia and aa her husband april her witness. April won't take mom's house, April won't want mom's property"

"Yes, it's not what I don't want my child's life to worry in the future enough that I'm hurt not my child"

"Yes, a gilang how the response a. Aa wouldn't be able to call this house, would you?"

"No! I make sure April will live with me if there is her. I will be responsible. Responsibility for all needs april. And I won't let April here trouble her parents, let alone ask for it"

"Well, that's so good, it's clear, yeah. This letter of agreement is not needed, I am a witness of this child. Kasian ma'am april doesn't know what she is"

Father and he were mangosteen, and the covenant letter was brought by Mamah Tia. Not long ago the four of us said goodbye, it was sultry to be in a situation as serious as before.

"April, listen to mama. Anyway whatever happens anyone who urges april to sign in this letter april don't want well? Mom please really, if April until the signature of this letter April will go to jail son. Later if father april accident or family members sick april yanh in wrong is not reasonable, well never want anyway"

"Well, I won't sign it."

"Yes just don't yeah, a take care of april well. Pity to be slandered like that, what kind of mother is she. Mamah understands her heartache of trauma as a woman, but charged it all to April who is still twenty years old yet ya pity a. Yes mamah ask aa take good care of april well"

"Yes, surely that, anyway I will not permit in April if you have to ask for it. I'd rather slam a bone than have to ask there"

"Yes so, astagfirullah did not think you mamah until allah is"

We've been in my contract and gone, sitting straight on my legs and cooling my head.

Today's incident was amazing, I never thought he would go that far.

Where did he get the thought of writing such an agreement? I hope that in the future I will live quietly without confusion.

Even from the beginning my desire was only to live with haik, peaceful and calm. Never the slightest incident occurred to revenge, let alone to do things that are outside the limits.

Such thoughts are only thought of by fools, and I'm not that stupid.

God, I hope I can show that I can and can be without them, I can be happy with my own abilities, I can struggle with treasure without taking her treasure, he said, I can succeed without having to ask him for capital.

Lord, bless my steps, make my every step a step towards truth and success so that I can show him and the world that I can stand alone without bringing others down.

Aamiin ya robbal alamin.

Friend friend, how is his extra part. This last part yes, with this I And Myself really finished.

How's the ending? Does that disappoint you? Or you are still asking questions, you can comment.

If anyone is still sprained or greget come later I answer. Oh yes as promised I tell you a little origin of this story.

Actually this is a real story, happening in the real world that I made into a novel I And Myself. Actually I am confused about what the title will be, because honestly I am not at all understood.

And I try to play prank in making a story, eh ko pretty good I keep going until it's over.

Oh if you're wondering whose story this is, the answer is this real story that I live. Although well until now I have not been able to prove if I am able, but honestly until now I have never asked him to actually even this heart is still very traumatized by the sound of screaming.

Until now I am not ready if I have to meet face to face, if I go home when taking care of the letter moved tuh, this heart is still tight and very sick it feels like a prosecutor is the same thing. As sick as pain, do not know the subject of the feeling is difficult to explain in words.

The point is I want your friends' opinions about this story, I want to be honest to be honest about this story. This is my first story, which I always follow thank you very much without you I am nothing.

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