The Story of Broken Home

High School Time

sorry because the episode this time is a bit long because I'm still busy activities, let's continue the story.

btw in the High School period my hdup is not good, after the completion of Junior High School I did have time to enter High School 7 in the thorn of Riau, but it did not last long because my father acted, but it did not last long because my father acted, at first he was good" we just sold kolding rice, although with his debt around the waist, I brusaha slowly pay off his debt, our sales were very selling at that time, but again my father brulah with his behavior that likes to play women and gamble here and there.

he was equally skli did not think about how my fate if not continue selling, as time went by my father increasingly indebted for his own satisfaction, as a result I had to quit school, as a result, at that time I Bru school 2 months klu not wrong, I was very sad I smpai confused what I should do in order to skolah lgi tpi would not want me to stop school, I was so sad, it feels sad every time I see my High School uniform, I really keep my uniform in the closet wherever I work I bring my uniform hoping that someday I can go to school again, first I chose to go back to kmpung for work at the mobile phone shop oom ku sndiri, soon I was invited to work in the city with a decent salary and om I offered to send me next year if I want to work with him, Thank God I thought.

then after a few months of my work I miss my grandmother in kmpung, indeed I will be back on Saturday her intention, jdi when Friday I had told her I would be back, tpi ntah knapa mornings" once my grandmother was busy calling all the family, she advised us one by one from my father, my mother, just all the family near her call that Friday morning, he said, I could only cry hearing his advice about my parents who were already divorced but Grandma hoped they could think about her children

you can feel the two people who raised us leave us and will not come back again, yet I did not get to see him exhale the last, I tried hard, I tried hard, I brangkat at 12 pm until there using an ambulance because I happened to work in the hospital canteen with my om, at that time I had no vehicle because om I had gone first to kmpung, kampung, I was riding in an ambulance that was going in the same direction and I was afraid to ride in an ambulance let alone have someone now in it, tpi already I don't care I just want to quickly get to kmpung.

want to meet for the last time, want to say thank you for taking care of me, have managed to shape my character, sorry at that time I can blum make grandma happy, I was happy, tpi alla he could not possibly hear, it hurt so much to write this story, but this is the bitter reality of my story, my story, when I was still fighting for work in order to continue school at that time I had to lose one person who became my strength.

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