The Sandwich Generation's

why should I

I haven't had time to reply to Nasrul bang message that the other day he sent him waiting for an answer whether he could make a ticket and a little provisions on his way to our city.

The first reason I haven't responded to the message is because I'm a morning shift, the second reason is that I still don't have a view of where I can get the money he needs.

Do not want to give false hope that makes me never give an answer to bang Nasrul .

After all in this city to get a job is not as easy as flipping the palm of the hand especially if you only rely on high school diplomas.

Without being supported by other skills, moreover, there is no insider connection, do not expect to get a job quickly.sound sarcasm but I experienced it myself.

The current era of influence of insiders and soft money is very decisive in whether or not we receive it in the company where we enter a job application , miris indeed but this is the fact in the field when we are looking for work today.

Although not a few who can get away with being accepted to work without any interference from insiders and soft money may be their good fate or indeed have other skills in addition to a formal school diploma.

"Where's the deck why hasn't it been answered that brother said the other day?." Bang Nasrul asked when he called me.

" Bang thinks mature if you want to come to this city, here too much unemployment."

" If you don't try to know, who knows the fate of a good brother there." His kill.

"Try my brother call bang Johan, don't always be the one you rely on." My words

" My debt to the loan sharks to buy Yuni's ticket has not been paid off."

" Please try deck please help this brother of yours."

"I can't promise bang please brother also understand, all rely on me." Close me up today.

"Mr bang Nasrul has told mom and dad not yet that he's planning to find a job here?." I asked my mother when we were in the kitchen.

"It's dad's gonna tell your brother to talk to you." Answer mamak.

My breath felt heavy, it felt like crying and screaming as hard as possible to release all the burdens buried in the heart.

Why do I always have to find a way out of all the problems in this family? I am just a 25-year-old girl who has yet to bear this burden.

" O God can I?" Ask me in my heart.

I helped my mama dry the clothes that had been washed but my mind drifted where.

Without feeling the tears welling up in my eyes paddies father who walked from the direction of the stall was surprised to see my eyes glass.

" why are you crying?." Ask dad.

" There's no one, there's the shirt Lisa wore." My mouth is lying.

" Oohh." Timpal father while entering the stall where sewing.

I really want to tell my father to complain about all my complaints but what force of circumstances forced me to strengthen myself .

I have to realize that I am not a daughter like in the novel stories I have read where girls get a lot of affection especially from her father.

While me? Don't overflow affection just to share a story about my burden just no chance.

" Strong Lisa strong.. Lisa you're a strong boy you're a tough kid, you can't give up." These words I spoke in my heart over and over again to encourage myself.

Bang Nasrul called me again to ask if I could get a ticket and supplies for him to come to this city

The issue of ticket money and supplies I can still negotiate with bang Johan, father and mother if possible.

My question is, where will they live? Is it staying with us? Living with bang Johan?

who will sustain their lives later if bang Nasrul does not get a job?

" Bang have not called Johan yet?."

" Already but he can only help our supplies during the trip, staying money tickets where's this deck?."

" Later on, I'll negotiate with my father and mother." My stomach

The next night I had a conversation with my mother and father discussing the plan to move Nasrul bang to this City.

" So you and I agree that Nasrul's bang moved to this town?."

" Yes, how else, son, if there they can't survive, they don't want to come here."

" Eat does not eat we gather" said mamak and father.

Eat not eat we gather? Why didn't you say it 18 years ago when I was 6?.

You can part with your own biological children who are still very young but do not have the heart for your other children who are very mature is very unfair! my inner words are like slashed with pain.

However I realize that what happens in my life is already a decree of God, it must happen only sometimes I feel that this is too heavy for me to live.

Today I kept my own stand because Emi was off arriving arrived arrived male visitors who approached my stand.

" Yes, sir, can I help you?." I asked because the mas waving at me.

" Can't you meet?." I frowned at the words of the new mas mas who came.

"Sorry mas I'm working later got sp if chatting" said I give understanding

" I'll buy you so you don't get mad at your boss."

" Seriously mas?." I asked as if I wasn't sure of what he said.

" Seriously you just choose your size later I pay and the goods for you." he continued again.

Somewhat doubt I choose the goods because it is a brand where I work specifically selling underwear while the mas was telling me to choose some for me.

If I may choose mending in his raw love, but there is no way I say that to the mas mas mas who I just met.

I finally picked a set of underwear and made a note

"This is the mas note please pay to kassa 3." said I allow the mas to pay.

Not long ago the mas brought her grocery bag and gave it to me

"This is for her sweet sister,"

" Thank you."

Before leaving her mas asked for my mobile number on the grounds as a friend because she had just arrived in this city.