That's so dirty of me

Zahra Affianisha

         Hi, my name is Zahra Affianisha. Islam is not it?

           But my name is much different from my lifestyle. Yeah, you all know. Child of today. Can you imagine it? if you can't, here's my description.

         I was born into a family that embraced Islam.

       Me, the third or last of three children. My first brother was Muhammad Affianka Razi.

        He's physically handsome, tall, white, nose pointed, he's essentially the best. His nature to anyone impressed cool and cold. Let alone to others, I alone became his sister he was not too good. But, if it's my second brother, uh, he's very friendly.

        My first brother was a big sister.

        Wh why?

        Because if there is any debate or problem that occurs at home, it must always be related to my presence. Yeah, I'm compared to my second brother. She said I'm a dumb girl, a vague girl, a wild girl, a girl with no shame, a girl with no future. I always get it wrong in her eyes!

            

      Yeah, whatever. I'm not like Annisa.

      I am wild.

      I am bego.

      I have no shame.

         

          I'm like this because of all of you! because you're just affectionate and considerate with sister Annisa. Ah, ok, don't talk about Razi again. Well, now we go to my sister number two.

          Her name is Annisa. His full name is Annisazaki Affian. Well, he's the favorite kid in my family. All the attention and affection in my family was spilled and given only to Annisa's sister. I realized that he and I were very different. She was the perfect woman and met the expectations of both my parents.

         We don't need to talk about his physical problems, because as you think he's not much different from my first brother. With me saying she's the perfect girl, it's already showing her qualities as a girl.

         Who does not want to be like him, is perfect and a favorite in his family. But if I follow in her footsteps, become a Muslim woman, then my parents will think that I want to get compliments from them or something. So, I'd rather be myself, maybe. Oh yes, this is the most important of him, he has memorized the Qur'an 26 juz. Great right?

        Unlike me, boro-boro memorized the Qur'an, just read I can't. Hehehe...It is clear that my difference is the same as him?.  Now we turn to my parents, yap umi and my abi.

       My Umi is named Fatimah Asakiah, well as my sister Annisa, they are not much different.

       I think starting from the nature, attitude, manners, and of course all what Umi has must be on Annisa's sister.

        Umi is the patient type. Most patiently saw me and saw me among them. She's graceful, the point is that I'm special. Every time I get into trouble, Umi is the first person who is always there for me. Who always belain me, when abi and brother Razi menggeroyok me with a myriad of words that I think it is an insult. But whatever, should I care?. Want to get angry, they are doing it more and more. So, whenever there's a problem with them sometimes I'd rather be quiet. Udah, ah, now we're going to abi me.

      My abi name is Muhammad Affiarul Hadi. He is the strong leader in my family. My brother was eleven twelve with my brother first. The effect, stubborn. My life with them is very different. They are very Islamic, and I? I prefer a free world. Yep, go clubinglah, weekend, travel as I please, of course I am not alone. I have a friend who is always there for me. Than them, though,

          "DICKHEAD".

Seriate..