
The days went by as usual and there was no significant change for months until my 2.5-year-old sister was not expected to drop my talc back to my mother.
The feud between them was inevitable until my father said "Who will be with you again.With the condition that you are a widow of two children".my mother replied by saying" Look after we get divorced who first found a better Spouse than you I'm not afraid of being a widow It's better to lose you than to lose my Son.
After that my father called me to ask me "My son did you choose Father or Mother ??
so swiftly I answered Choosing MOTHER and then my father said "When you're with mom Don't ever meet dad and ask for money from dad Again".
I was 4.5 years old crying and running towards my mother who was holding my sister, in a sad state I helped my mother bring things and we walked home to the late grandmother.
An inevitable farewell and will not want to come back again as my mother was back in a state that is ready to accept everything as a widow 2 , ' she said , the day my sister and I were stuck at my uncle's house because my mother was looking for a job to support us.
In the afternoon we were picked up with tired faces and my mother hugged us and invited us to eat together...I did not really understand what kind of situation my mother was in but in my mind was always ringing by the words of my father who last said.
a few months my mother's friend brought a boy with her disheveled, beard-moustached style...well for me only an acquaintance and over time the man often came to our house and gave my mother some money but my mother refused with subtle words but this man still just came and my mother always refused to let out a high note "I don't need money from anyone I can support my children never come back because I don't like you coming".
my mother tried to ask permission from her brothers but they still refused and my mother told the man that there was no blessing so I could not accept you.
my mother thought hard how to get the blessing of the family and the reason the family refused because this man was a stranger from the city of BINJAI, precisely BINJAI,he claimed to be a widower and had separated from his wife in Binjai.
It was my mother's bravery that she would marry even though the family did not accept her but who lived her, so after a few days they both steadied themselves to go to get married to KUA...I don't know at this time if my mother went to get married because mom just said she wanted to go with a new baak candidate for a while, take care of my sister.
saar they came back then mom called me and said from now on call oom i
this is my father, he's going to be your father and he's going to stay with us, maybe because my age and my brother's are not so awkward.
I have a father who comes from Medan City, Binjai north sumatra with Javanese tribe and named MARYADI.