The Dusk of the Kunanti

Chapters1. Nana and family

Birds chirping meandering fly to and fro looking for a stopover or heading home

The blue sky began to turn into twilight omen night will show its peace.

That afternoon the princess Angina was looking at the sky from the window of the room did not feel the time continued to run for about an hour she was just daydreaming drifting in her own mind.

"Nana what do you think is fast rushing to shower soon azan dear."

(Mother's voice breaks my daydream)

I just nodded my head to obey my mother's words.

I am an Angina daughter commonly called Nana I was born from a simple family of only children from both my parents mother named Nita and father named Ahmad.

After a few minutes finally Nana finished bathing because hunting Nana only origin shower just do not want to linger in the bathroom because soon the azan will reverberate.

The completion of the Maghrib Nana prayer rushes to the kitchen to help mothers finish the meal that their families will be eating tonight.

Nana "What can I help you with".

Mother"Oh, please put this vegetable in a bowl and keep it taro on the table.

I'll call you in the room first.."

Nana"Ready Ma'am!"

(while showing a smile and respect to the mother who passed by while touching my nose, perhaps the mother was jubilant with my behavior that was always this dilapidated).

While watching the table I saw what cooking my mother cooked, there was fish, clear vegetables, terasi sambal, my favorite.

Not waiting for a long time mom and dad to go to the dining table the three of us enjoy the food, we eat with silence because in my family always insists me not to talk while eating..

Nana "Dad, Mother, please drink the tea, I said while sitting next to my mother."

"Yes, thank you.."

(Talking my mom and dad together)

If you have watched the drama Indonesia kaya gini my parents GK can be disturbed too focused watch it too deep story .

Nana" Nana's mommy yah nana's in the room well want to lay the thing."

Mother" don't forget to pray and don't go to sleep."

Nana"siap Ma. "(My father went straight to the room)

A little story of my father the type of person he does not talk much, but once said he is always firm, a little cold that I can not be too joking with father just mother is my place to joke. Skippy

I'm 20 years old now. I just finished high school, you could say I am old to graduate from there because I am late in SD because the distance from home to elementary school used to be far away that is why I am old enough to graduate.

I didn't go to college because of the limited cost, both my parents were farm laborers. Even though I come from a poor family I never regretted any of that, I was quite happy to be born in this family because I never lacked that affection was enough for me.

Not feeling azan isya was reverberating, I rushed back near the kitchen for ablution.

Finished performing my prayers immediately lying down I feel very anxious to rest when not much I do today just clean the house and help the work of the mother at home but this body feels very tired.

please criticize the useful for the author so that as well as the spirit of the writing again.

honestly this is my first work so how does it feel a bit inferior the same who has experienced please guidance...