
"The journey of life is not as beautiful as we imagine, the storm will always come as expected"
Introduce my full name Ayu Nur Anandita, commonly called Nur if in the family environment and if gathered with friends they call me Ayu.
My friends call Ayu because they say Parasku is Ayu, so it is more suitable to be called Ayu than Nur, when If I Introduce the name, I always say that my name is Nur.
Maybe I'm beautiful because of the bloody Chinese Menado, supposedly my mother Menado.
Since childhood I was raised by Grandma, can be said since I was very toddler at 11 months, my mother left Me because it is said that the neighbors I heard my mother could not bear to suffer with my father.
Oh sorry to forget 🙏🙏🙏
Both my parents met at their workplace, which is at one of the famous BAR in Jakarta, my father was a Cashier at the Bar, while my mother, my father, was a cashier at the Bar, people said she was one of the comfort women in the bar, my mother was one of the prettiest among the other comfort women, maybe that's what got my dad interested and in love with my mom. Until my father made up for my mother to be free from her job to be the comfort woman of lonely, striped men.
My father and my mother loved each other and they married and I was born, but a storm came upon their household when my mother was pregnant,
Where my father worked was a change of owner who required many employees to be replaced, including my father, who was,
My mother at that time had to go home with a bulging stomach, not to go back to her village, but to go home to my father's village, until I was born and was 11 months old father did not return home, he said, Dad just sends me shopping money every month, but my mom can't live to suffer and be away from me.
Finally mom went and left me with grandma and grandpa after I slept in the weaving.
Even more sad, mother did not tell grandma or grandpa where she was going, at that time grandfather had asked
"Where are you going under the bag?"
But mother only answered
That was what my mother said before leaving me.
I was sad and sad when I remembered the late story that my late grandfather told me when he was alive, but life must go on, I must be strong and must be able to make my grandmother and the people around me happy.
Until I was 12 years old I still lived with my grandmother, because Dad still lived in Papua and still felt at home living alone, said Father
"there was no intention of getting married again until I grew up"
As a child, I supported my father's decision.
When asked "don't miss your mother?
My answer is "definitely kangen"
But all that I'm damning, anyways grandma, dad, Aunt and Uncle I'm very considerate.
Until the time I entered the age of 15 I had not met my biological mother, whom my friends said
" at this age we have to ask a lot of questions with mothers about women's problems that men don't know" but that I don't get.
if I miss Mom, I always go to my best friend's house and my neighbor Adreen.
Adreen's parents are very good with me and my family, although she is actually different from our home country, Adreen's mother is Singaporean while her father is Malaysian, his family life is also very rich because his father is a property businessman.