
I often feel jealous of the harmony of the family stroked by my own mother and father, but my path of destiny is like this I must accept it with sincerity.
I went to a sewing course told my father, where I learned a lot about how to sew with a large sewing machine, how to measure and cut cloth.
the distance of my village is the same where the sewing course is quite far I was picked up by my father, at the course place also I know some guys who assess me.
short story a few months later Riki came to the house intending fiancee but I refused because my heart still can not be loyal to him, at that time grandmother and grandfather still live hummed and mother is grateful.
I miss my grandmother and grandfather so much, I asked permission for all four to be picked up by my Uncle, and thank God you let me.
finally I invited Uncle to leave, look at the face of the father who was worried and hesitant to allow me but he was not good at my Uncle who picked me up.
I'm the most dear son of the father every thing is always distinguished from Rahma, every mistake is sure Rahma who got angry not me, I was always invited wherever the father went, no matter where the father went, but Rahma didn't, that's where Rahma started to get away from me.
Rahma always kicked me out if my father was not around, that makes me sad I always try not to be the attention of the father by a bit away from him but still his affection for me does not change, my father told me that he still loves my mother and still expects me to, but my father and mother cannot be back together with the reality.
back to the story
I finally reached the village where I grew up in my grandmother's village and met many of my SD friends who I missed,
grandma never brought up anything about my problems with stepdad.
grannies
Nis same grandma Grandpa retired from work and want to move to live with her mother in sukabumi, Nisa want to join grandma
me
ah no granny, rich I mending dibapak deh, I feel at home father
grannies
think of your mother Nis she used to cry because you left
me
how else Grandma, there I continue to be haunted by fear, anyways I was learning to sew Nek not smoothly when cutting cloth
grannies
yes already or if it's 2 more days grandma transfer by truck 2 cars delivered by all family and neighbors grandma and grandpa, all between you go home yes Nis*
me
During these two days grandma and grandpa were busy cleaning up the things they wanted to bring and preparing anything for the move, I also helped a little. no one knows that I ran away from home maybe to keep a good name, just know I live with my father.
when the transfer arrived we left at half-seven hours after the Maghrib prayer, because I often mabok trip if riding a truck so I slept all the way.
it was unexpected that Grandma did not drop me off on the road and took me back to sukabumi, and I forgot to tell my father that I came home today.
in the middle of the journey and already far from the house my father woke up.
me
Grandma I'm going down on Deket's street at my father's house
grannies
you are built do not wake up anyway so grandma does not descend you deh
"no one woke up" my heart said
me
the real Nek, well grandma I do not want to go home to mother I want to be the same father, Nek get off me here only later father pick me up
grannies
it's late at night where your father wants to pick you up far too
me
I'd want Nek to get me down here
grannies
nis came home with grandma, do not be afraid anymore there will be grandmothers with Grandpa
me
ah grandma kasian daddy
grannies
same old man you're kasian but same mommy does
I was silent and it felt like I wanted to scream and mwnangis, in my mind a lot crossed how to mwnghadapi ibi and my stepfather it would fit down.
don't forget his like 😉