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56. AGE WITH YOU
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 mirrorRelated chapters
My Friends and My Love Story 57. REMEMBER STORY
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
My Friends and My Love Story 58. ACHUEVING YOUR DREAMS THROUGH WRITING
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
My Friends and My Love Story 59. TAROT
The year goes on even though it often stumbles in problems. Tonight I idly started looking at hockey, luck, constellations, zodiac signs or about tarot. It just so happened that an online tarot crossed the Geogle info wall while reading the news. I didn't have to wait long, I clicked on it quickly. I went to the admin link, they asked me to enter my name, date of birth and gender. Immediately for fun, I filled it all in without hesitation. A few seconds later I switched screens. Admin asked me to choose 3 tarot cards online. Because it was all closed, I just clicked randomly. Shortly after, the HP screen showed a screen of 3 cards that I chose. The figure of a simple woman was the first card I got, the figure of the empress in death, and the figure of the empress who seemed to sit gracefully on her throne. Not long after I continued my selection, an explanation appeared for the three tarot cards I chose. Very interesting cards, comfortable life long a
My Friends and My Love Story 60. IT'S NOT OVER YET
It's been almost three years since my mom and dad died. But the fact is that now the land and house dispute issues have not yet seemed to be over. I'm tired, and you can say if I've given up.I have given a mandate to my eldest brother, to help take care of all this. I don't know why things that are usually easy to be difficult and complicated like this they make. Yes, it was because my aunt and uncle continued to act badly, as if they were not satisfied with the results I gave and the path I gave. I have resigned myself to all their requests to sell mama and papa's assets and inheritance. And during the first sales process I was also present in the transaction. Even though from my small heart I screamed and hurt to lose the inheritance that I had from mom and dad. Even though it was very heavy, I was forced to sell it, with the excuse of maintaining good relations between families. I hope with my decision it will all be over but in fact it is not that eas
My Friends and My Love Story 61. ABOUT STORY
Part 1 (Story of the Past) My birthday My name is Sintia, I was born in Bandung on September 23, 1985, in a village midwife, a friend of my mother. I was born to a mother named Eni Suryani and a father named Wito. For them being born is a gift, but for me it is the beginning of my departure, yes I will be adopted. None other than the one who will adopt me is the brother of my own biological father, who has no children due to illness and desperately wants children in his household. It started when my biological mother, who was pregnant with me for three months, was confused about the fact that she would have another child, while she already had four small children. Finally, they intend to help their sister to have children, heirs and friends when they are old. Yes, it is possible that the decisions they took have been discussed and become the right way out. "Wito, where is En, are you still at the office?" "Yes, Sofie, Wito is back at the office, maybe just for a while, right, it's
My Friends and My Love Story 1. MY BIRTHDAY
MY ORIGIN Part 1 (Past Stories)My birthdayMy name is Sintia, I was born in Bandung on 23 September 1985, in a village midwife, my mother's friend. I was born to a mother named Eni Suryani and a father named Wito. For them birth is a gift, but for me it was the beginning of my departure, yes I will be adopted. The brother of my biological father has no children and really wants to have children in his household.It started when my biological mother, who was pregnant with me for three months, was confused about the fact that she would have another child, while she already had four small children. Finally, they intend to help their older siblings to have children, heirs and friends when they grow old."Wito, where is En, still in the office?""Yes, Sofia, Wito is back at the office, maybe it's just for a while, right? Just wait Saturday.""Yes, we are relaxed, we usually want to take a break first, then we will go to Bandung to
My Friends and My Love Story 2. SINTIA IN A SMALL TIME
Metro Lampung, that's where I grew up and was pampered by my parents. A small town that is very agricultural, the rice fields spread out green like a carpet and is a small town that has just developed as a center of trade and education. Beautiful city, away from the hustle and bustle and bustle like other big cities I've ever visited. That's where I lived with a really harmonious and happy family with my mom and dad. My childhood was filled with beautiful, colorful joys like any other normal child. My name is Sintia, I am the only daughter of Mr. Juniar and Sofia's mother, for them I am the pride and child they have spoiled the most since childhood. I am a quiet, sweet, funny and spoiled child who has various extra-curricular activities besides school and for sure I really like to hang out and make friends with friends. Like today I just entered Metro Lampung 2 Junior High School.Metro, as I said earlier, is a beautiful small ci
My Friends and My Love Story 3. LOVE FIRST MIDDLE SCHOOL
My second day at the new school, with all the other activities from the previous mornings that I used to do in Elementary School which is located close to my house. Yes, if it doesn't enliven the day, of course my house won't be crowded, right? Who else wants to make a lot of noise and bustle if not me the Sintia. "Mom, how come the cow's eye eggs are running out! And Mom, the long bean vegetables are cooked yet?""You are chatty, cook yourself if you don't believe in Mom.""Oh Mom, I'm going to take a shower, I'll be late again.""Okay there, just take a shower first, don't fuss and disturb Mom to cook!""Yes Mom, I'll shower first and get ready." Like yesterday, we got ready to take a shower, and had breakfast and a little frown on my face after I saw the cow eye eggs that Mom made spread everywhere, the yellow color didn't fit in the middle as I wanted, I wanted to complain about the cow eye egg problem that Mom made , afraid of be
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- My Friends and My Love Story 61. ABOUT STORY
- My Friends and My Love Story 60. IT'S NOT OVER YET
- My Friends and My Love Story 59. TAROT
- My Friends and My Love Story 58. ACHUEVING YOUR DREAMS THROUGH WRITING
- My Friends and My Love Story 57. REMEMBER STORY
- My Friends and My Love Story 56. AGE WITH YOU
- My Friends and My Love Story 55. SINTIA'S FRUD SON AND GIRL
- My Friends and My Love Story 54. FRIENDS WHO ALWAYS BE
- My Friends and My Love Story 53.THE RETURN OF PROPHECY
