I, never got used to all this. "O Allah if I may cry and complain." The sadness of losing my mother still continues to whip in my heart, not to mention about the family who continues to terrorize me to sell the inherited house. I was shocked by God, shocked by all this happening that seemed too fast for me.
I used to only take care of one baby, suddenly I had to take care of my three children. And their age can be said not too far away. Queeniera is still 7 years old, Dimas is still 4 years old and Farrell is just 1 year old. Can you imagine how busy I am at home.The effects of the pandemic must be felt, both in the financial and economic fields of our family. If in fact and in the current situation, I should be helping my husband to work and earn his fortune again. But all that is not possible right? Honestly, we should have had a housemaid, who just helped me take care of the household needs, but again it wasn't possible, and where could I pay for it. To take care of our chMy Whatshapp message keeps ringing. Sometimes from my brothers, or from them my uncles and aunts. My head feels like it's going to explode especially if it wasn't for the thought of that heritage house. Yes, I have started to soften my heart, trying to be sincere if my inherited house is sold, some of the assets will be transferred and some I will give to my family and relatives.However, almost a year went on in the process of offering the house to the buyer, which was not what I wanted. The effects of Covid have weakened the economy, and of course it will also affect the assets that I offer, many and there are several families who want to buy them, only at prices that can still be said to be low and very cheap from the market price. Too bad it's not, if I have to sell it in a hurry.They, my relatives didn't seem to care, they kept pressuring me to sell it immediately. In the morning, Uncle A called me, Aunt B contacted me in the afternoon, and at night, Uncle C called me. W
What do dreams mean for us, maybe just as a sleeping flower. There is no more meaning if it is just an ordinary dream. It's different with me, dreams always bother me, this time it's not Roby's dream, the ex-fiancée who never married me, but a dream about mom.After my mother left, almost every week I dreamed of him. Sometimes I see she is very beautiful, or she is smiling in a garden or a house. But sometimes I see sad mom in my dreams. Like today's dream.In my dream, it was as if my mother and I were still in Lampung's house, but the contents of the house were a mess and even the contents were missing. I saw mom pacing and holding back her tears, while complaining to me. There I saw mom and dad picking up the things left in the house, the jars that used to be his favorite collection, and the room they used to use. Not long after I woke up and I cried remembering the dream.The second dream that I said was enough to make my heart wonder, I saw mom and dad wanted to say go
This morning I received an incoming message on the F******k application, quite a lot of incoming prank messages, and I'm used to deleting them one by one. Another case with this one message, an incoming message from Rahman. I think Rahman is like before, giving threatening messages or cursing because of our past separation.Not the case today, it turns out that he expressed his condolences for the departure of my mother and father. It's quite late, but I'm grateful that he still cares about us."Assalamualaikum Sin, I offer my condolences for the departure of Mom and Daddy, I hope Sintia and her family can be patient and sincere and patient."I replied too."Waalaikum salaam Rahman, thank you."From there Rahman continued to send messages, just asking about my family and my new life now. So bumpy he pleasantries to me with good words and without harsh words. What's wrong if I ask about his new household and family.A little surprised to hear Rahman's news, it turne
Being in a strange place surrounded by strangers. Living in a housing estate is not easy. Some like it, some don't like it, it's all fine. But it's different from my principles, which tend to be indifferent and don't want to interfere with other people's life problems.Nowadays, everything is online, online work, online school and of course socializing with the same online style. Alhmadulillah, I'm always connected with friends even though it's only through social media. Friends for me may be everything, especially for those who are always there in joy and sorrow without the slightest self.Maybe it's weird right now if you have friends who can continue to be close for decades. Like the current story or satire "Today's anything must have money, let alone Satan's friends to come if we have money."But all that doesn't apply to us, Kiki, Widya, Ervina, Catur, Maria, Andi, Roli, Irfan, Agus, Fauzi, Alex, Agung, Caca, Dedeh, Chandra, Sari, Dina, Tika, Ria, Impin, Iwan, Roby, Ba
I can't believe it's been two years of my marriage with Mas Dwi. Thank God everything went smoothly, I slowly got the peace of life. Taking care of the three very cute babies gives me happiness and entertainment of its own. Even though their 1000 mischiefs often appear, yes, that's how everything I went through had the ups and downs.Queeniera has started school, and she is very excited. he is an active child, fussy and often irritates his mother and father. There are only acts and behavior that are beyond the mischief of the two brothers, teasing his sister to tears becomes his favorite game and activity every day. Often I hold my emotions, even though sometimes because I am excited I finally pinch his legs when they are very stubborn and even with nagging, it has become mandatory for him to be controlled and obey me.Dimas has started Kindergarten school, his body is not as fat as it used to be, maybe because he has started learning and playing a lot. Not as active as Queeni
We are not young anymore, Dwi is 41 years old and I am almost 35 years old. It wasn't long ago that we lived together to form a new household that didn't feel like 5 years together. Three cute children also provide beauty and happiness for us, Dwi is increasingly diligent in working, in order to provide all the best for us. Even though all of that requires one word of sincerity and struggle. Dwi is always romantic, if I were young I would definitely want to add another child, it might bring more crowd in this house, but three children are enough. They have to think about the future savings and education they must have.Every afternoon I always prepare a dish for my husband, as well as warm coffee or tea, which are mandatory companions at dusk. I always leaned my shoulder in his arms, telling stories about today's activities with the children, discussing work and business, or just chatting, watching television and listening to our favorite music. Match, a mate who is like a mirror
It's been almost two years since my mom and dad died. Sometimes a feeling of sadness still occasionally appears in my mind. I remember my childhood, when mom and dad loved me very much, and gave me all the best things. I really miss those times mom who often calls me, reminds me to eat, reminds me to pray, the rules at 21.00 pm must be at home when we are dating, or have different opinions in raising my three children, and all mom's chatter that often makes me angry and annoyed .Or is he my daddy, if I get sick or fall daddy will be the one who is the most anxious, rush to take me to the doctor or massage my feet and hands if I get sprained, even daddy is the one who always cries when he saw me breaking up with my girlfriends . Sometimes he becomes my friend, and sometimes he becomes my biggest enemy if there is a difference of opinion. But now they are gone, I can only miss, only prayers that I can send. May they rest in peace and have the best place in heaven someday. Every ni
Since mom and dad died, apart from taking care of my husband and children, I have started to fill the void in my day and my activities, I sell cellphone credit and electricity tokens, help my husband run a printing business, sell a small online shop, and write poetry and novels. It is my new hobby and activity. Even though I can't have a career like I used to, I still have to be able to work.Alhamdulillah, Dwi as a husband really understands me, he always supports me, even though there is not much capital that can be given but that support is very important and very valuable.Likewise, with the freedom to work, socialize and do activities that Dwi gave me, I have to give my best, such as taking good care of my house, my children and their needs. Especially if they are sick, caring for, maintaining and caring for them becomes more important than all my other activities.Family will always come first to me. With confidence, one by one, I write novels, poems, maybe this will