Wrap-up

12. PoV Rosa (Part 1)

Meet me, I'm Rosa. I am a wife who has two husbands with no clear status. Or.. the most appropriate term is .. I am a woman who has two lovers whom I love all. Is it wrong .. am I?

I was born in a village that was once called the village of Genjer-Genjer before changing the name of Karang Anyar Village. At that time, the village community was majority supporters of Pak Karno, and the rest as supporters of the PKI and NU party. After the transition from the orla regime to Orba, by pak Wedono the name of the village Genjer-genjer was changed to the village of Karang Anyar.

This story about my village I got from my father.

My father came from a poor family. He was left dead by his father during the Gestapu incident due to wrong capture.

Therefore ...my father was nurtured by his mother and assisted.pak Leknya. After graduating from high school, she married my mother.

Rather than my father's family, my mother came from a decent family of village farmers. At the beginning of the marriage, three rice fields were given to my mother to work on.

My mother is a hardworking village woman and of course loyal to her husband. My father, your kind of worker who uses brains and relationships.

It did not take decades, the couple was able to get out of the poverty line.

All I remember is that when I was in Kindergarten, my family was better off economically than the neighbors. Until I have another sister, our family's economy is getting better. So that the growth of my body during tsanawiyah school is classified as a fat-bodied girl.

I don't think .. I'm very fat. But it was Rosa Endut's mockery of that schoolmate that made me feel; this body was like a mountain of Raung walking.

As a result, in the association in the school environment, I became a girl who was inferior and shy. Because it is often bullied, Rosa endut.

This is all because my parents don't control their children's diet. 

At 3 Mts class, I tried hard to lose weight with diet and exercise.

Alhamdulillah ..my hard struggle to be a sexy girl to fruition. I'm no longer bullied by my schoolmate Rosa.

When entering Aliyah school, many of my boy friends were amazed, that, I used to be the Endut, has now turned into a beautiful and sexy girl.

In fact, there is a handsome guy who when in Mts I had a heavy crush on him, then came to me to declare his love. Without thinking, I accepted her love. And this guy became my first girlfriend since my body was so sexy.

Ever since my body became sexy, my luck started taking sides. Somehow my father lobbied the school, so I was often sent to school for dancing and modeling.

And somehow also the way my father seduced the regional tourism service, so often I became a regional ambassador to dance and dance in some cities.

That's the advantage of my father, why since I first pubescent, the man I idolized his figure must be like my father.

But ... My father was also the man I hated the most, ever since he had another woman besides my mother.

He married Siri to a beautiful young woman. And my father's attitude no longer cares about my mother's pain in polygamy.

"Sampean mbok remember, sir ... We already have three children. Why don't you remember when our lives were lost? I wis laboriously slamming bones looking for economy, now you want to feel good to be married again the same bitch.!!." cried my mother with a burst of crying until heard to the neighbor's house.

My dad didn't bully her. He felt powerful over my mother. My father was convinced that my mother would not be able to resist him, and would eventually accept him as polygamous.

True ..prediction my father is right, my mother gradually became accepted the decision of my father. Maybe my mom was tired of fighting with him. Or ... she felt she had become an unattractive woman with her fat body. Moreover, plus having 3 daughters, then, divorce with my father is not the right choice.

But ... I secretly saw my mother crying by herself. When I saw her crying, my heart was broken. How much my mother suffered in polygamy, and how much my father allowed his exalted wife to cry daily.

And ... I was the one who least accepted my mother in polygamy by my father.

"Dad ...! I have to leave that bitch ..!" I shouted with a voice I attached to my father's ear.

When my father stood in front of me and ... "Player" ... His right hand slapped my cheek.

While crying hysterically I shouted, "wait for my vengeance ...! I'm gonna get pregnant, let me be embarrassed!"

A moment later I ran and cried my mother's lap.

Not to be outdone, my father chased after me threateningly. "Just try, you do that. When that happens, I kill you...!"

My father was most afraid when I threatened with "pregnancy out of wedlock", because his political career was moncer. He was elected to the council. And at the district level he became the caretaker of religious organizations. Of course this threat of mine will destroy the political world that he has been building so hard all along.

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What's so great about my father's mistress bitch?

To find out what my father's political world had to do with his clamps on his young wife, I would often sneak into my father's room and read his political books.

But ... I'm still in 2nd grade High School, not enough "mudeng" even though I repeatedly read. Including a very thick history book of god.that, I completely read, but that's it, still I don't understand the contents.

Seeing, I read his books often, my father was very happy.

"Well, that's dong, that's Dad's son!" greet my father from the back, make me surprised.

"Yeah ... introduce me to his new wife dong, Dad ...!" my door to my father.

"Yes .. come on!"

"When, dad?"

"Now only. Mumpung Daddy's going there now."

My father was happy to respond I want to meet his young wife. Though I was just pretending, just curious, what a great young wife is.

As a result after meeting him, I concluded; he is more suitable to be my father's son. He's over me 2 years old. But what I learned from him was that his weakness was his strength to subdue my father. She gave her beauty, her indulgence, her meekness, and so on which were synonymous with the weak female type streo, to subjugate my father.

From there, plus my defense of my polygamous mother's suffering, I began my adventures with the men in my free association.

Towards 3rd grade of High School until graduation, I not only had one boyfriend, but until I had three girlfriends at once. With my first boyfriend, I broke up. Because he doesn't have enough money to abort me. So I dropped myself off with my savings.

At that time I only wanted to date a young man who had a lot of money. Because I am, already the category of regional celebrities who have won modeling at the district level. And I've been profiled twice in the local paper because of my talent in dancing and modeling.

So my life is ...

Since I became a hot girl, since my father was polygamous, since I became a local artist, then my lifestyle was changed to hedonist.

Of course, my living costs are very expensive in order to exist in hedonic relationships. While the money from my mother is mediocre, just enough to pay for costs, food, and school. My father was drunk with his young wife.

Therefore ...until at the beginning of college, I often received orders to accompany corporate guests who were meeting in luxury hotels. I comforted him and served them, for the sake of me being a hedonist.

Until I met Ilham, I still often associated with my old girlfriends and secret business colleagues.

But for a long time my mind felt tired of living in a world of hedonism. Soul's dry! I want to be a good girl with Inspiration.

Ilham and I married Siri to an ustad who was willing to be paid handsomely.

Who's guardian?

Father ...kah? The person who had repeatedly hurt my mother was ...?

Oh,.no! Besides, of course, my father would kill me if he knew I married Siri to Ilham.

At that time when we were married siri.in the house of the ustad, there was a witness and there was a judge, the oustadnya himself. According to.ustad it's siri marriage we've been martyred. I, the layman of this religion, just do not want my relationship with Inspiration to be plunged into the mud of sin.

It's ... just like what I understand about my sir's marriage. Point ...!

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Going to college in the 3rd semester, then I met the Gio, the idealistic snob but the money.

At a gender studies forum, she was a gender equality speaker. According to him, women should be equal to men.

"Student friends ..especially for students. Oppression rarely realized by women is oppression in the patriarchal system. In order not to be oppressed, women must be strong and have equal awareness of their relationship with men." said Gio without looking at me. Hemm ..so arrogant, man, I muttered.

The new Gio I know, that time when talking in the forum, his tone was fiery, his eyes were bulging, and very provocative. All my friends are often influenced in the same doctrine he is, but I am the only one who is not fit in his doctrine.

It is natural that he often spread prickly shoes to his friends about me who are said to be stupid women and weak women.

I couldn't stand it for long either. The hatred for my father, suddenly turned to Gio. And the shadow to apply the lesson I learned from his young wife my father exploded, for me to compare with Gio's knowledge of gender relations.

Guys rarely caressed like this Gio should be taught a lesson, so that his mouth is not easy to underestimate weak women like me and my mother.

If it's just a guy like Gio, it won't be hard for me to subdue. Very easy, use a pack of ****** just sure he will be klepek to me. Like my father who clept up on his young wife.