Wanitaku Great Warrior

dream family

When I got home from school, there was a big surprise that was so flabbergasted. Bak was struck by lightning in broad daylight, but what is my day I am just an ordinary girl who does not dare to rebel when I am hurt by anyone.

I am the image of Priscilla, High School Kls 2 High School in one of the famous schools in my area. I struggled with everything I had to go to school there. Since the age of 12, I have been working part-time for my school.

My family is not rich, but from childhood I was forced to go to school which I did not like. But you always insist, but I stick to my stance.I will go to school where I want.

Uniforms still on my body, I always walk back and forth from school.

"Assalamualaikum" I said.

no one answered when at home there is my sister number 2 named princess Kartika, she is very strict Judas arrogant tempramental angry. Although he has graduated from school he does not want to try to find income.And the number 3 name is Siska Margeta, this one brother has also graduated from school. But the war is the same as the princess, often angry not clearly arrived jelous without cause and he is very stingy in everything. My first brother's name is Rofiq, if this one's weird. Sometimes nice to anyone, but he's not as bad as my other brother. Sometimes give me pocket money once a week even if only five thousand. The youngest sister is Zahra Jamila, she is still in 6th grade, if she is obviously treated special by all members of my family. He's a quiet kid, doesn't talk much. It's just that he likes to throw things if anyone teases him.Iku named Zulaikha super nagging and chatty woman, who is, many neighbors are reluctant to talk to my mother because the answers given always offend others and the father named Lukman. He's very grumpy, emotionally just like my brother number 2.

Our house is simple, our father works as a building porter. Our mother sells vegetables every morning at the market, what do they say their fate is unlucky since my birth. I also do not understand their insults, maybe later when I grow up I will understand.

I threw my face at them, a sight like I used to get from my own family.

I'm the 4th of five children, I'm 17 years old now. But in each of those moments, no one cared.

I immediately entered the room, finished changing clothes heard the sound of the door being kicked by the father.

"Hurry out, fill the bathtub there" said my father

"Yes, I'm still changing" I said.

I opened the door to my room, and my two sisters just grimaced and mocked me.

I can only resign to the treatment of every member of my family who does not consider me. I went straight to the back well of the house, though,

The water bucket began I stretched, after there was content I pulled and reached above I pour in the hole connected paralon to the bathroom. Indeed the bathroom has a room and the well is outside, it's for the dishwasher.

"123-124-125 is finished" I said

" It's full, quickly go there disturb people just shower" said my second brother named Princess.

"yes, yes" I said.

"Nyebelin really look at your face" said the princess.

I went straight to the kitchen, my stomach was hungry. I opened the hood of rice so bad there was only rice.

"Not what is important can eat O God" my inner self.

I take salt and water for my lunch, I often do not design side dishes. I hardly ever eat breakfast every morning.

After eating I'm ready to go to where I work, the food stall. I'm a dishwasher and a peeler peeled off groceries.

I walk, the day is so hot understand the dry season is at its peak in September.

"Siang Bu Asna" I said.

"Primple jiang" he said.

I rushed to the kitchen and swiftly did my job.peel here and there, after I finished washing all the kitchen utensils from small to large. If I feel tired, I am tired of my body. After school, keep working. May my life be met by people who can make me happy both physically and spiritually.