The Power of the Female Heart
memories of childhood

I set out a little day on purpose so that I could spend my time in this house because the sooner I get out of here 'cause ,I looked at every corner of the room I noticed and I remembered the memories in every space .

how much harder I step , in this house I can get everything affection attention and education .

in the depths of my heart, I have planted the love for my family .

the day was getting late I started packing and leaving and as usual Miss Riska send greetings to mom and dad in the village .

about an hour into my journey today, finally in my homeland .

I step my foot towards the door when I knock on the door, there is no truth .

"assalamu'alaikum Buk ...buk .

I looked for the two of them in the fields near the house but nothing then I searched the neighboring houses around but there was no tired of me looking finally I sat under a shady tree .

I met my little friend Bayu by her name and she told me that she had just seen my parents in the market .

while waiting for him I chatted with the baby for a while 'we told him the things we went through first .

my childhood was very tomboyish and also pretentious ,ah I was so embarrassed that I used to be like a man whose nature likes to fight because Bayu happened to be one of the victims of my blow so he did not want to go to school again until I was finally told to apologize and promise not to repeat this again .with the legs in the lift one and ears in the jewel .

we laughed there, and she asked me if my wedding with Reza was right .

then I answered him and did not forget I gave him an invitation, all reunions.

he rushed off to buy something at the store near my house .

and it was some time that my parents came home .

"assalamu'alaikum the father's mother has gone home" I kissed her palm .

"creaming ma'am just got ".

the door opened me straight in and I went to my room because I had been holding back from going to the bathroom .

after that my mother and father asked me to talk in the living room they asked me about the terms of my marriage tomorrow .

dowry what I ask for what clothes I wear to makeup and decorations and everything they tell me to choose for myself .

and as for the dowry of what I want it's a request from the Reza family .

and it just so happened that Reza used to joke about dowry with me over the phone .

"buak kulo nderek mawon" I replied

hearing my answer mom smiled and hugged me without saying anything .

but I knew the meaning of all of it so I was touched by his attitude .

my mother was quiet she always put feelings first without saying much .

that is why whenever I am in trouble he always resolves peacefully without quarrels .

I remember when I was a kid he always took me to the fields after school but when he was busy early in the morning he prepared my school equipment until I came home he always preparing my meal my clothes on the porch of the house are put on a wooden chair in the lid with a large hat made of woven rattan .

always like that my mother never let me lack even in difficult circumstances .

Come brother support me who just learned ya thanks💗💗💗