the toughness of the eldest daughter

Beautiful childhood

The more the day grows...

sunday I'll sleep late and wake up...

anggie..

awake again...

sleeprr continued from earlier.sholat again.

I was still unconscious until my mother pulled my leg..

i jerked.bngun.

iyahh ma'am.I pray I walk slowly to the bathroom and the well to pee and berwudhu, then I pray with drowsiness...then I went back to sleep and covered until noon at 9 am.

My mother's Sundays are always at the weekly shopping market.Sometimes I take her with me but sometimes she's alone,

I woke up.Then I saw the state of the house a little messy, and I opened the curtains of my sister's room still on sleep.

then I swept the house, and wiped the table, after which I washed the dirty dishes.

I turn on the tv watching cartoons and others, usually Sunday many flim kids², barbie, doraemon, spongebob, and others.

shortly afterwards there was a familiar motorbike sound.apparently my mother came home, I rushed to turn off the tv and took a towel in the room to immediately take a shower.

Assalamualaikum.salam.

i answer.waalaikumussalam.

wahh a lot.buy fruit is not mom... asked me ??

yes there is.shower quickly said my mother.

while walking to the kitchen I helped bring my mother's groceries...

sister is awake yet, haven't answered me..

shortly after that my sister was crying, my mother went to the room to see my sister.

open the door.mandkan mila sisters, it happens that mila have also been awake, so we took a bath together.

finished the bath I helped my sister pick up the clothes considering my sister's current age of 4 years under me, I still have to foster.

sometimes I chop her up, hold her, feed her.

not to mention my sister who is no 3, can already crawl, maybe a few more months will be able to walk.

my time playing is not much, especially on Sundays sometimes I can play when my sister takes a nap.

occasionally ayu whining, I swing while patting his butt gently and reciting al-fatihah, because I have not been so memorized with sholawat.

I'm playing cooking with my sister ....

anggi.

a friend's voice called me.

I ran to them and said, wait a minute.

mom, I go play first..

ehh mila play,

alright I'm holding mila..

play.pake the sandals, I said as I put the sandals on his feet.

I play not far from home because I bring my sister, we play cigarette boxes, rubber bracelets, occasionally while playing milla disturb us, but we could distract him by giving him stones and leaves so he could play milling.

playing makes us forget time...

anggi.anggiii..nggggiiiii balikkk eat lgi, take mila eat.

then I told my friends..

let's party, let's say it.

vista came with white rice

because his mother had not come home and cooked, then the others came with side dishes each.

ayok vis..take sambal to the kitchen.sall the way to the kitchen my mother was breastfeeding ayu in front of the tv.lalu I said, ma'am.vista asked sbala.mother has not cooked my word, I said, take it but don't mess up my mother replied.

I eat together while feeding mila and my friends usually drink at my house if we are partying.

finish eating.very hot day...

we relax at my house.sambil ask what is good play, outside the heat really.so males play out.

iyahh..some of us have slept, and some are asleep.karna no game ..so I asked my friend to.

sleep in front of the tv and watch.

finally we watched tv while asleep..

our men mixed.usual things but have not thought of doing negative things like today, small already know dating and others.