Wanitaku Great Warrior

Wanitaku Great Warrior
POV mr. Lukman



Working as a building porters is not much salary, let alone having to support five children. Unfortunately that one is considered an unlucky carrier by Mr. Lukman. Who else if not me. Sometimes Mr. Lukman thinks back after removing his son image from the house. Now my son lives and lives where.


Mr. Lukman is an arrogant and tempramental man. Indeed, Zulaikha's mother was very patient in facing the behavior of my father Lukman. Why say so because he likes to tell at will and whatever his words must be obeyed even if it is wrong or right. Remember the incident when I evicted from home I was sure at a glance in the depths of my father's heart Mr. Lukman there would be no compassion for me.


Explanations....


Maybe everyone wants to know why when you kicked me out I did not refuse and asked not to be expelled. One of them did not want to hear any reason from anyone if he had said. Even I can not deny the father said that he had made such a decision.


"What's the matter about nagging you is Mom" Mr. Lukman's voice surprised Ms. Zulaikha who swept the floor.


"That's Mr. Siska ma the princess helped settle the house just don't want. I'm also working mom" Zulaikha's mom's cerocos.


" Now you don't ask Mom, here's the position of your housewife or child" asked Lukman.


"Yes obviously I am my wong sir whose wife is my father" ketus bu Zulaikha.


the mother immediately fell silent and immediately understood what her husband Lukman said. Because Zulaikha's mother knew very well her husband's temperament did not like to be denied or the talk that was always answered.


Maybe once I knew my mom and dad had a big fight over something trivial.


At that time the house was empty. There was only me, when my father entered the house along with the chuckle Adi mouth, I did not really understand what they were talking about understanding adults. But over time the mother strangled the father of Samapi mother's hand can not take off the clutches of the father on the neck of the mother. I just look and shut up, maybe people will say that I'm a moron and don't ask the neighbors for help. But that is now a secret in my heart.


Mr. Lukman is once again such a hard character and does not like to budge. I am sure God did not make the father of a rich and successful man because of his nature.


"Mom. I make coffee" asked father to mother.


"Don't take long to make it" chirped the father again.


"Yes, this is not done sir" replied the mother from the kitchen.


Soon the coffee is brought by the mother and will be served to the father. The coffee is on the table, the father began to lift the cup, while the mother has returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes.


Slowly blowing and drinking...


"Cuih. ni Zulaikha want to make me die yes coffee really salty" said the father looks angry.


"Zulaikhaa... Zulaikha" called the father angrily. I was moved by Gopoh approaching my father.


"Yes sir there's a.." It's not finished yet the shocking thing happened


Byuuurrrr. My face is so angry and angry.


"It's hot sir.what's my fault sir" protested my mother.


"Still a lot more, salted coffee is not sweet.will make me die you know" hardik father.


You go with a face so furious and upset and leave the mother, you don't care if you get hurt or not.