Wonder Women's
New Struggle, Started bag. 1
"Dad, Safi doesn't need my permission and blessing. Without father's blessing, Safi would still sign up. Dad, I don't think the same dad. All this time I've been quiet, pity Mom, Dad. I'm an adult and I'm not a teenager anymore, Dad. I don't want to be regulated and I also know my limits as a child. I must respect you as a father. That's Ibuk's message. My father, my father's father, my father's father. But you need to know, this registration is PURE father. There is no such word as pay in the mind of father. This test is online, yeah. There is no word to sign it up. Father, Mother and Kakung just calm down. Pray for the best for Safi. If Dad, Mom and Kakung hear about the big cost. It was used to get here and there to the provincial city to take care of the file and bus transportation, gasoline bike Beat Safi and eat Safi, Yah." Safi brightly controlled his heart that was troubled to hear the words of his father who was angry. To the extent that my Father, or often called Kakung or Mbah Kakung by Safi and Rasya, sat down to listen to the debate Safi and his father. My father was surprised Safi spoke firmly to his father.
" and, Safi. Kakung supports and allows you, le. To register. Best prayer for you, may this be your soul mate and rezeqi here. Kakung is ready to help you transport money back and forth because your mother has been taking care of Kakung wholeheartedly at any time even up to twenty-four hours non stop still paying attention to Kakung. Let's just say it's a gift for you from Kakung huh. Good luck with your dreams, good light. Kakung's grandchildren. It was your Tati or Mbah Ti dream back when your Tati was alive."
"Thank you, Kung." Safi shook Kakung's hand and hugged my father.
"Thank God, thank you very much, sir. I don't know if I can talk to you about anything, Father. Thank goodness Kakung has helped our lives a lot."
"You're Safi's father. Would you like to take your son tomorrow for a medical check-up to Surabaya ? Accompanying your child. Yes I hope you accompany Safi to the city instead of her mother."
" Boten kung, Kulo boten. Kulo dereng ngertos Suroboyo's. Kulo does not know Kakung katih Rasya Ting griyo" means No Kung, I do not dare to Surabaya, because I do not understand Surabaya. I took care of Kakung and Rasya at home.
" Hey...so you let your wife go to town by herself with your son ? I'm still healthy still okay. Pity your wife and child. Both to the city. "
"Enggih, Kung." The translation is yes kung.
"mmm...... Well, my son has more experience in any field than you. Safi you are leaving tomorrow with my mother, le. Your father took care of Kakung and the school sister." while Kakung nodded his head looking at his father Safi who was just silent while scraping his beard with his two fingers. My father also couldn't possibly have released Safi from my hands.
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Heavy indeed but must fight for children Lanang. Work and strive to realize his noble ideals.
Like some people are so jam still delicious we on the island of Kapok. Carve dreams up to roll-roll rolls of film. Pull the blanket up to the head, dissolve the cold night to meet the angel. Cie..cie.that's the one sleeping.
For the traveling vegetable trader is also in action breezing on the highway to a large market buying vegetables that are folded to be filled in a basket bag or on the back of his bike.
And glad I was, I met them along the road passing by with the national motorcycle of the traveling greengrocer.
The highway is crowded like I'm not afraid anymore, because the sound of a Vegetable warr. Praise be to Allah.
The existence of a vegetable maker became a friend for us to go to the road to the North which is very quiet and dark which is five kilometers from our house.
Only the sound of chatter and frogs singing in the rice field water, because last night the rain had flushed the earth and wet the paved streets that we tread.
It feels cold like it's at the North ice pole. How many degrees is this. I don't know for sure. Masyaa Allah..... Must persevere and stay up. Bismillah, there is no obstacle and this cold that can drown your efforts, son. He will always accompany you until you succeed. In Shaa Allah.
