Wonder Women's

My son Oh My man

Tok.... Gurr...... There was a sound of a melodious voice seriosa mutually authentic to say so as to make the tune of a song that rhymed melodious for the listener. The gecko with his floor voiced a false voice gecko gecko sounds only and the voice of a tall black man snores on a cotton pillow while shrieking his body and his yellow teeth and wriggling so good sleeping in the arms of the island of Kapuk.

His loud snoring suffocated the eardrum for anyone who was in the room. Want me to tiptoe the mouth that kamit commits while swallowing his saliva with a sack of cloth or salt that I sprinkled in his mouth, until he will work and stop his snoring sound.

Otherwise, I'd like to splash his head so he wakes up and stops the sound of his bombay flute.

     Ohhh man man.your can only print dreams only. Ayooo donggg you should be able to print money for our family. Take a look, the morning you deliver Kindergarten school children at 07:00 it's your work hanging out at the stall home at 08:00.

Feed the chicken in the cage, your sleep schedule has been stretched again while gawking and approaching the pillow on the grayish elephant skin shofa in the living room. I don't know when you'll fall asleep.

The wife's voice wakes you up, neither do you hear nor gubris. Maybe you will not hear the mountain erupted, because the sound of your singing roar louder than a female lion who just gave birth.

Hufftt. Seeing your husband is just his job every day. In the new dluhur hour he opened his eyes, the mark of his son's school.

After that, he did not immediately take a plate and sleep again. O Allah wrestling..... Is there no mercy for his wife who is tired of slamming bones thinking how my son can eat. Ehhh.

My son eats vegetables whether he does not want to know, the child of the side dish does not want to know, my child milk runs out or has not drunk milk he does not want to know. And he never dizzy.

     Actually my soul thrashed, my hands were always clenched in my heart, my mind was raging, my mouth was crammed into every word for him. O Allah, may you add patience to me.

O Allah, may you open my son's sustenance even though it is only through me who works every day to seek your rezeqia. From selling this profit I bought the need for a family. So that my family can feel comfortable and can eat from my sweaty vegetable side dishes.

Sabbar..sabbar.in my heart, words and actions for such a husband. I always comfort myself, here I tested Allah SWT for a hope later there.

For a very great reward. Shouldn't the wife say a harsh word even to the husband ?

     My son my husband my imam the father of my children, the son-in-law of my father. But he was not aware of his role in the family, there was my elderly Father where there was abundant heaven and rezeqi in it if me and my man wanted and were able to take care of him.

My father also knew my husband's male habits that sometimes irritated him with his unusual sleep patterns for us. A normal person only needs an 8-hour night break. She's more.

At the last third of the night I cried in the silence of the night, saying everything I felt, hoping that God would make him aware, opening the door of his heart, but God was still testing my patience.

I will continue to pray for him. Because my duty has fallen to remind him to pray, do justice for children and wives and care for parents.

Yes it is my Father, this is my son, it is impossible until my heart lets them be just like you forsake us. You are the Father, the priest for our family. In fact.... I can only hope that Allah SWT sends down his guidance. Aamiins.

      Shouldn't I always be sabbarous in prayer, conduct, heart and speech. Let whatever he does snore in his sleep schedule until he goes out of the house without saying goodbye for a long time either hang out with his friends, either coffee in the stall while smoking cigarettes, yes, that's it.

Even when he could only scrape and sue me for a small mistake, I had to be quiet and silent. Great is not a wife, do you never think until there my man adoration my heart.

Now no I no longer adore you now no longer I fall for you. All has passed, my love has been broken. You have destroyed it with your selfish, fierce, evil, authoritarian nature and I do not know I am saturated with you.

I can muffle everything even though it is heavy and these eyes can not stand the crying and the roar of tears that are already full on these eyelids just spilled. But I can still hold them off so they don't fall on my left right cheek.

     It is not able to bear the injustice of a long burden that has no end, every day like this continues, as a saying every day sharpened sharper.

If I was every day honed with a test streak from day to day week to week month to month still remains the same dose, dose and scale. I will have a lot of patience. It will increase my price.

Yes, I want to especially. Maybe you should get divorced. Patience has no limits. I'm not like a wife out there. No storm asking for divorce. Fighting a lot of drop talaq.

If I asked for the problem I was facing, it would be finished. What I will get. Here.iya here..there is a reward for me, your wife. When you are angry, and I override your anger, add sin and wrong I in His presence.

My price will be reduced until it may be eroded away. What I am looking for in this life is happiness. My happiness is to see their smiles, when they eat they can eat with their side dishes and vegetables.

Happy to be able to buy milk for the little one, happy to be able to give pocket money and finance the school Safi. Who attended High School.

Poor kids. Let me say it in my heart to cover all these tears. May You always add my patience and sincerity.

     My happiness is easy, you understand and understand me and our children and my Father. That's enough. Happy I am not every day you make me careless with your laziness, man so be made.

You're not a man. You can make a living no matter what. You can give.eat and a decent life for us. Every day at all times you do nothing acting pretentious busy getting out there out here.

Where's your time for your family, where's your money for your daughter and wife. Where is the need to shop for your wife.

Your job is just to sleep, sleep, kiss the pillow with a friendly even your wife you never touch with such a friendly pillow.

I want to punch my hands, kick that pillow out of my house. Let's find out who's out there and invite him to make out. Blindfolded from your sleep you eat how to ignite a cigarette kretek klepus klecas klecas smoke you form with a leaf of love either your love on the pillow I do not know.

     Men oh useless men, your work is only to explore the arrogance of your friends. You never know how much money is coming out to support your family, your son, my father and your distended stomach.

The idea is that you wake up hungry you eat you dredge the contents of the magic jar as your stomach, you lahapi with the side dishes that have been served at the dining table without thinking about my children, he said, my father and my wife have not eaten. You don't want to know. While occasionally you rub the nettle on your right and left eye. Yuhhh wants me cites cites cites. But he's my husband. Missing my money noo. Even though everything I buy for the needs of my children and my Father.Sometimes I don't even think what to eat. All just to suffice them.

     He knows nothing. The needs of the family run out how much, shopping and spending whatever knows him. Tanya hungry stomach full smoking klepus klecas klecis coffee klepus with her friends in the stalls hanging out busy ghibah there. Dahhh sakbagi...... A woman who does not have a permanent job, but is required to be perfect for her family at home. When his family was hungry, this hand thrashed to make what but no money. Ask the man to say, "where am I the money ?". A weak woman can only cry in her prayers. He can only complain to HIS Robb. Crying and crying. I have to what.I have to... The man cannot be used as a vehicle. His eyes could not see his family needed to eat, his heart went where. Why his heart has not been guided.

     Patience to his weakness, Mr. Robb. But every day 3x my family needs to eat. Do 24 hours more I slam bones continue to fill empty pockets in their stomachs alone. Hey man, are you not ashamed of my father. I honestly want to be with my dad. Why did I choose you as the most beautiful man I could make my husband. Though there are so many handsome men out there over your black skin burning hot. "Yes, that's your choice" said my father. "In the past, you have chosen the best mate for you. So yes, do not regret and be disappointed with your choices. He said Riyanto was good, responsible, hardworking. Now where is the evidence ? Show me the same Father. Now, accept it. Difficult you are awkward. Own wrong. Your late mother also did not want you to be Riyanto's wife. Yes, I do, especially you. Rice is already porridge. Porridge can no longer be rice or rice". My father my father..This is my father who spoke, hmmmm. Already in checkmate the same Father.

     "Try you first follow the advice of the Father, want to be edited with Mr. Anang, the teacher of SMA Negeri 1. Even though he is a widower with one child he is still able to support you. Here, eat what you're good at. He doesn't eat you and your kids. Where are you taking your family ?"

"yes, Father. Annealing is wrong."

" Now follow your ego. Take responsibility for all your risks. But never abandon your children." even though the father is so loud but can still slip the most beautiful advice for my children. The figure of this old man you made me strong on my feet where I stand. My father demanded that I be perfect even though the man so it does not provide economic income for us.

     Maybe I used to be less selective about choosing him. I don't quite understand the character of his laziness. This useless Sumami I know, I fell in love with seeing her work hard and our hearts clinging. Married without parental consent, chanting ijab qobul and having children. Living in my in-laws' house. True said my Father, what is the power of Rice has become porridge, and porridge can not be rice or rice. Keep abreast, this road all sincerely. There are many rewards waiting there. Aamiins.