the story of my life journey

when in smp I was once in bulli

maybe the teacher, my teacher .love me so much, that my grades are also pretty good when I'm finished and I can also answer questions from the teacher until they love me.

after I finished from sd I continued to smp in the city.

here I found good friends such as rida yani, julia triana, fitri julianti, asmaniar, rubiah, dewi sartika , isna colorful and nina anova.

at this time I am also still friends with rida yani we still remain content to date.

in the smp I sometimes do not go to school because I accompanied my mother to the garden, and sometimes do not go to school because there is no snack..and I also like it in buli because my bag is like a boy's bag there is no nonya no 23 I'm not like a child who lainnya I often in buli tbclah bulian they are still attached to my liver.

if only they knew how deeply I was tormented by their scorn.

but I remain strong, the color of my close friends is good all.

they know that I don't have any food they treat me to fried food.

sometimes I also told the cafeteria to take care of his son,

after that I was given free snacks.

I can't expect pocket money from mom because for necessities it's still lacking.

after the father died, we were invited to stay with my mother's family next to her house,.

there's an empty house."

and because I often did not go to school, I did not graduate from junior high.

finally I passed also after the exam package c ,

but unfortunately I was late to visit high school because my graduates from smp were forced to worry about the new teachings again just entering school.

I said cousin, I want to come to the field to the house of the kakk,

want brother but brother ask permission first with mother yes I said and to his esokan we went after my brother asked permission to mother.

this was my first time going to a city..

at first I was overheated when I came to the city of medan, not like my city"*

"* cool city .

sis also ngajak I connect high school in this field taun front I agree.

I happened to be on the field late and my brother and sister took me to his workplace there was an event. cutting goats bolsters on the burn, and there were fish too.

on the side of the laen there are those who are pumping importin my brother why he was brought home alone at home.ah how sad my heart they think I did not hear it.

apparently my brother listened to their words I was never brought back by road anywhere.

after that I was like a maid, my job was mengepel washing clothes nyetrika cook dishwashing anyway household work I did all I was used.

but I don't regret everything that happened because from here I learned everything

at home if not told mom to wash dishes where I want to do.

fortunately, here I have a friend named Surayni, so not so good for me.

he was a person from the cold city as well as his brother.

mom I miss I want to go home hiks I cry.

fortunately, at that time, Lebaran Haji became a brother back, to the cold city again.

I said to my brother that I don't come back here why did he say so you don't want to stay here?

and is that here, brother?

I didn't go back, I miss my mom.

that's enough my answer and kakkpun buy school equipment to enter high school later.

but of course I also did not forget to say goodbye to my friend Surayni.I cried and she also cried.

this was the last time I met him and I never saw him again.

hopefully one day we can meet.

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