Wonder Women's

Wonder Women's
That word...



5 Years have passed from the birth of Caesar the Rasya. And our lives are like that. There's nothing different. The difference is that you and I are getting older. Add gray hair in layers and there is no addition of any.


You who still like to curse, dictate, blame, talk rudely, guess the unclear to trigger anger between me, you and my father.


I'm still like this, making a living by sweating myself out of online results. Because this is part of my life story from Tempoe before I knew working selling in our angkringan.


It's better to be marketing than my own business I thought. I used to be your online marketing lure angkringan income. I you told me to resign. The real weight because the word science must be obedient said husband.


Okay after I quit. Although still mandated by the owner of the CV. Agriculture is. what would be said rice has become porridge, and porridge can not be rice. A promise is just a promise not as sweet as sugar.


Your sweet promise has poisoned me so that when I struggle with disappointment you can only say, "it was wrong yesterday to resign." Allah is so angry that you say that. May you open your heart and mouth, O Robb, who said hurt and disappointed me.


Very disappointed feeling I began to slam the steering wheel to snort the product of a makeshift friend in my city. Thank God it continues and continues. So that I started to plunge irresponsibly I became a reseller even dropshiper products friends.


There is a result of an advertisement. Thank God for helping the economy to eat me, my children and my Father. Very grateful for this result.


From here you start to notice you don't like the way I make a living for your children. Selfish is truly selfish.


You said you ate too much hp. Too much chatting with others. Chat sana chat here. Sometimes he thinks chat is just like a man. What a fool you said. My butterflies are already thick and thickened immune.


All has been answered by time. Time to answer it. And all your allegations are not true. Smiling at my behavior. Like a beard fire.


Not stopping there, one time my brother asked for my help to find sweet corn in large quantities for his rabbit and bird walk farm. I've bought my brother's order, I put it in the living room just take money.


I asked Rivos, "No side dishes, what do you give your children ?"


A question that did not contain the meaning of anger triggers was immediately answered with a very very rude word from his mouth.


" You can buy things online. Badogan for your son only, you can't buy ?" like slapping me hard, my heart and I was shocked to hear it all. Like a Shock teraphy. Oh Allah ... I limp and my eyes stare furiously. Astaghfirullah clenched his hands because he could not stand my emotions. The emotions that are stirred up are out of control.


It's not finished here either. Suddenly two people came knocking on the door. The two guests brought a package of books and asked if it was really this package, Mom. Thank God the package I ordered was wrong and I was helped so I did not want to receive the package.


Rivos came riding a bicycle about to get out of the garage, he then hurled his rant again. *badogan. You know what badogan is. That's a very rude word and it's not worth saying, to be heard let alone spoken.


There is a feeling of shame with the guest, because he has a husband who does not know manners, Krama grammar in speaking and speaking. Plus he doesn't know or understand how to treat his wife like that.


I really don't know shame. I was confused to face the two guests. Thankfully, the guest quickly withdrew and apologized. Why apologize to the guest.


I was crying when I entered the house. Oh Allah, is this all that I hear. I never heard him say that bad to me. But today he said ugly and rude to me.


What a sin Robb is. What's wrong with me. Hearing that word alone I dare not let alone say that word alone feels taboo especially to hear my children.


Immediately I use my hijab, I move to carry my sling bag to deliver my brother's corn order and deliver Tokopedia package to the Post Office. Still he said.


"You know how to buy goods online an ehh to eat your child alone endak can. What kind of mother are you, this."


" Who should support whom.what is a mother? Keep up the job what dong's husband." I tried to talk to him.


" What is Badogan doing !" Hemmm said the information again he said. O Allah, may you give me patience to face all of this. O Allah, do not shed these tears, Robb. Please pull back these tears, Robb.


Let this heart hurt as long as I don't look hurt. Let this heart be disappointed as long as my children do not feel this disappointment. O Allah hide this anger, that my children may not see this.


My tears are harom to see my son. Let my children know well from both parents. His mother gave them enough of her best. Feeling their happiness and happiness and smiles is amazing for me, Robb said.


Before long, my father came on his bike. "Kung, I borrowed the bike for a while to deliver the order Maize Mas Na and deliver the package to be delivered at the Post Office."


" Yes bring it. No papa."


Rivos knew that it was not my corn but my brother's order. His sister-in-law too. His name is Na.


You are ashamed of yourself. Your habits are ugly. So don't like to slander. I murmured in my heart. Try asking me carefully, who's that corn. Do not immediately and Merta menggebah Uyah directly nyelonong the boneless tongue to judge your innocent wife.


Tuh.....Udah misjudge his own wife finally you are embarrassed alone. But this wound has already seeped into my heart. This disappointment is no longer stifled indeed my disappointment has turned into a black that I want to throw into a rage. Well Robb I hope I can hold this anger for the umpteenth time.