SURVIVING BECAUSE OF STATUS

CHAPTERS 1. START THE DAY

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      “Dad woke” I shake his body slowly, still early in the morning indeed, outside is still dark, this is the message last night because there is morning business he said ah, I don't know.

       “sad wake” I shake his body once again, walk to the side of the bed to open the curtain and open the window of coldness hit my face as soon as I breathe slowly, I breathe, a moment of pervading God's majesty how dew can give such pure coolness in the morning.

Turn off the air conditioning afterwards. This is one way to wake up my husband's Amir mas. The most patient man I've ever known. There was a small mutter from the bed I rushed to shake her body again making sure she woke up.

      “what time is it,” asked as she rubbed her eyes and blinked for a moment, woke up half-sitting to reveal the blanket and looked at me, her gaze was still as usual shady and pleasant.

“Five hours in the morning wake up” I replied slowly I took the blanket and folded it

       “how many times have I not been to the mosque, it seems that you would like your husband to be called sholeh” he saw me with his protesting gaze, ah so cute this husband is. I looked back at him while holding back a laugh.

      “your wife does not have the heart to wake up a husband who just fell asleep at 2 am” I see he is still looking at me annoyed, let me later explain how sluggish he was at dawn, his tired face made me undo the intention to wake him up. I heard water gurgling from the bathroom.

Tidying up the bed and I put his work clothes on the mattress to make it easier to take it.

         I was struggling in the kitchen preparing breakfast to prop his stomach, he has been home this week in the morning leaving once in the morning, there is an important job he said. Actually my husband's office came in at seven in the morning, the distance from the house we lived in was very close only 15 minutes away by car.

For a week my man had never had breakfast, so I prepared warm milk and fruit as a booster stomach, I never allowed mas amir to drink coffee, stomach acid can recur.

        Do not drink coffee eat fresh fruit on an empty stomach is good for health, especially those who have complaints such as mas Amir, said the doctor who handled it 2 months ago, when the acid reflux relapses.

Mas Amir non-smoker does not like the smell of cigarettes he said, that's what I like about him at least his lungs are awake.

       Amir Syarifudin my husband the man I married 7 years ago, he is kind, responsible and affectionate to the family, he gently treats me and our daughter, rarely quarrels, he has a good relationship, if I am angry he will listen, answer or not remain wrong he said when I asked why he was silent. In this house applies women are always right, he said again.

      “Dearly part” I turned my head to find the source of the voice, ah my husband is handsome his hair is neatly combed, he walks while buttoning his sleeves, he, today wear an old ash shirt with a circular suit in his left hand.

My briefcase has been set up at the dining table so as not to bother bringing it from the room. Kissing my forehead is her habit every morning.

       “I don't have breakfast afraid to be late” he said slowly

“I know, drink this ” I take warm milk on hand he drinks it slowly.

“It is not good to drink while standing sit” I was very upset, as important as what meeting he drank milk while standing up it seems that he was in a hurry.

“Rania not awake?” he asked while looking up at our daughter's room.

      Our daughter Rania is only about fifth year old, just entered school.

He protested, because his father never kissed him again.

Since he was 4 years old I taught him. I saw my husband coming down the stairs with his sleepy daughter, he wrapped his hands around his father's neck his head leaning on the shoulder of the proud man.

       “Sini bench mom pity dad later his shirt tangled”. I offered my hand to take Rania from her father's sling my husband refused.

       “She was not awake yet, just as I kissed her cheeks eh she motion all I carried it down, dad miss the smell of Rania”. Thin smile imprinted on my husband's face, kissing hair down the cheeks then the neck, choking my daughter wriggling amusedly, this is indeed a habit that has not changed

       “ehmm..Rania acem” kissed her once again back neck down to back. I saw my husband laughing and saw rania pouting.

      This view that every morning I see, the warm family loving husband, healthy and funny child is able to eliminate anger and fatigue simultaneously with babbling and funny behavior.

Mas amir an employee of a new SOE 6 months ago he was promoted to be a marketing manager. No wonder because mas amir people are diligent, honest and unyielding.

In addition, he also has a business in the field of property, a business that he did from the start of our marriage, his expertise lobbying prospective buyers make his business more developed. Two years later he was accepted in the SOE company where he now makes a living.

      At first he only helps people who want to sell their land, his job is to bring together sellers with buyers not to forget to lobby prospective buyers for the project to be a goal.

The rest of my husband only received a fee as agreed. It turns out that from the first Goal many are interested in asking for help mas amir, until finally able to buy their own house and land. The reason they use my husband's services is because he's honest I don't know.

       “Dad koq is neat”. His eyes opened wide he raised his head fixed his gaze on me, turning to his father, he looked for answers.

        “Dad there is a morning meeting dear, good at home with mom later dad came home Rania want to be brought what?” his hand rubbed our little princess. Looked upset at my daughter.

        “Rania wakes up dad left, Rania wants to sleep too g see dad” oh, she protests her tiny lips forward signifies how upset she is, she, I hold a laugh so as not to escape can be more angry later, funny this child.

I looked at Amir, he looked back at me, his eyes full of question marks, there was a stifled laughter at the corner of his lips.

        “work father for Rania, baby. so he can vacation, he said he wanted to see snow” smart once my husband seduce his son. His efforts succeeded, I saw my Rania smiling happily.

He kissed his father with a tight hug as his bonus.

I chewed fresh fruit pieces, I thrust out a piece of my man chewing slowly.

       “ayah left later” he said while looking at the watch in his hand, a gift from a friend of his office when he had his birthday two months ago, he used it because he appreciated the gift of people he said.

      I took Rania from her father's sling, walking towards the door.

“don't be naughty, don't bother bunda”. Poking his daughter's nose and then kissing her forehead. I took his hand I kissed unruly as usual a form of respect to my husband.he kissed my forehead then went down to the cheek doing the same to his daughter.

      “be careful mas” sentences every morning I say before leaving for work. He got into the car turned on his engine, the car moved backwards out of the garage. Before leaving he waved his hand at us. Until we were lost from sight we just entered.