THE PUZZLE OF MY LIFE

MY SISTER

*POV RANI “ MY SISTA “

I was the first son of a mother and a father, I grew up with love and love, even though now I only feel the love and love of a mother's day.

But I am grateful, at least there are still parents, though incomplete as before,,

There was a saying that the first love of a daughter was her father, but to me it was just an expression, because to me it was a normal thing nothing special, no, no,,

Maybe because I was disappointed, not hated..

Which child is not disappointed, hurt, angry, hate, that feeling is one when we know the parents who are our role models , to inflict a deep wound on his own child, by committing infidelity even to commit adultery and marriage .

Wanting to feel her I hit , berated .. but all I could do was cry and pray that I could be given strength in the face of this.

Moreover, I am the first child, must look strong from my mother and sister.

Until I was sometimes confused by the pattern of the bright humans – clearly do the affair, even to commit adultery and do marriage.

Is it possible that in their minds it is a normal thing??

Up to – to play marriage , whereas marriage is , a sacred relationship.

It must be if indeed in the marriage there is no good match , telling the truth, without doing the insult that hurt the feelings of his partner.

After my mother and father separated I became a substitute father, in financing the family economy, although mamah also helped with trading.

Maybe this is much better than mamah still with father, who always eats the heart of the actions of the father who likes to play with other women and family treatment from father, father,

As for now that I'm married to A Fahmi, we had a long relationship from I graduated High School, after being in touch for 4 years long, we finally got married , even though I had doubts because of my parents' separation, I was afraid that Fahmi would do the same to me as my father.

But it was all just fear I felt .

Especially after a few months of marriage, God gave his deposit of unexpected sustenance, with me containing the fruit of our love, which has entered 4 months, how happy I and a Fahmi, how happy, we will give the mother of our first child.

Not to mention my happiness increased when my sister one – one passed the entrance to college with a scholarship path, quite proud for me and mamah.

Even now mamah business in trading, Alhamdulillah given smoothness.

Perhaps this is the recompense of God to his persecuted people, repaid with unparalleled happiness,,

I can only pray that you can be a good, loving, accepting soul mate.

I can only hope that in the future we can get happiness and blessings

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