Nadira (forgotten)

*I am Nadira Princess

Introduce me Princess Nadira, the name my mother and father made. There is a beautiful meaning in my name, precious princess, he said. But I didn't feel like I was the one that was precious to my family, especially since that time. Everything was like a spinning wheel, all the affection and attention I never felt again.

I'm Dira, my friends call me DHIRA. I prefer that name, rather than Princess. I prefer the name Dira which means wisdom than Princess, yes Princess is good, but unfortunately my life is not a Princess according to her name. I am indeed a Princess of an important person in this city. Papahku, Papah Bagus has been mayor for four years. He is very respected by people, wherever he visits, there must be many people waiting for him, he said papah is a good leader, who cares about his people. Ah I know that, I know very well. Papah has always cared about the lives of others, but he never cared about me. At my school, my company, my health, in all my life, she did not care, which she knew she had met all my needs, the rest was Mba Ema who was with me. Even during important school meetings, Papah was never present, he always represented him to Mba Ema. But different if Mita who asks, never once I see papah reject it, he will be present at any event, even just a balloon release event when the reception of the students just papah time to attend, he will be present,but different if I ask, a thousand reasons will be expressed not to be able to attend. Even every graduation, only Mba Ema and grandfather Revelation can be present in every important moment.

At first I felt sad, even my papah who should have been my first love was the one who broke my heart a bit. He made me not easily trust men, all the men in my eyes are the same.

I do not know what my mother is like, but from the story of the revelation grandfather and mbok Siti, loyal helpers at the home of grandparents, and a series of portraits of Anjani's mother that I have, I have,enough to get me to know him. A tough, brave country girl who wanders alone into the city to help her family's economy, I make sure she's a tough one. Not much is said, only good things that I always heard from mbok Siti, Anjani's mother is a tough girl who loves her family very much, aah I am proud of my mother, I am very proud of my mother, even if it is just a story.

I have Tiri's mother, Mamah Devi her name and a sister of her, Mita. Mamah Devi from the beginning was normal to me, not showing that she liked or disliked me, different if the grandmother who blatantly disliked me. Mita, I loved him so much from the past until now, just a different situation since I was ten years old, whether at first how I didn't know, taking the love of papah harder to Mita, he said, since then there has been a boundary between me and Mita. Papah?? I don't know, he never understood his attitude. Like loving but never loving, dizzy thinking about it.

My company is free but still knows the rules, I like to teach street kids who can't afford to go to school, I like to hang out with everyone, I like to hang out with everyone,all circles unlike my family's demands that have to choose if friends.my family? of course my family no one knows about it all. All they know is that I always uphold the dignity and worth of a family with good values, it can make them look at me a little, only if a colleague asks, if not, then,,yes, I am the only figure in their lives. But I'm the main character in my life, I just want to be the shadow of the family, so I went to college majoring in business and management, in contrast to Mita who followed in the footsteps of grandfather and papah.It's okay,this is my life, I determine everything for the good of my life.

This is my life, Nadira Putri. descendant of Bagus and Anjani. I am Nadira Putri, will be something valuable, maybe not now but someday surely I can prove to everyone if I am truly valuable.