My in-laws are my rivals
chapter 1 (in this capital city)
In early December 2008,"nduuk.apa indeed can not be postponed the plan to the capital.ibu is still kangen loh.bisa see you.bareng2 again at home here,mr. samaek you also it must be msh kangen get together with you nduuk".One afternoon my mother said to me when I was arranging clothes2 and equipment in a sizable backpack.
that afternoon was the last afternoon of my vacation from the boss I worked for in the capital, after a 10-day holiday due to the holiday, I had to go back.
" Yo Ndak can be ma'am.Regulation uda like that, every employee is given a holiday allowance that much if the holiday holiday once a year,others even some are only given a 3-day holiday, because their residence is near" I answered while stroking my mother's hand.
I understand and really understand why the mother is not willing if I return to the capital where I work, so 2 years ago I was accepted in a simple dispensary store in a downtown, a city center,only during the holidays, I can return home to meet my mother, father and my grandfather.I was the first child...deep down actually want to continue to the level of education LBH high, because of some of my teachers and also friends2 school..they said that LBH would be good again if it could continue education to have the title of undergraduate class according to the field of study I had taken during SMK .
but my heart could not bear to see my parents, my mother was just an ordinary housewife who always patiently and obediently followed what her husband's will, while the father.he was a loving, responsible man2, responsible, and obedient,patient but also firm, our economic situation is not possible for me to continue to education LBH high again..3times a year we can enjoy the harvest from a patch of rice fields.bapak who does have expertise in the field of carpentry..often get a good job call from a neighbor who is making a building or home renovation sometimes can call the foreman acquaintance in the capital.and not infrequently the father also often goes to the capital to work...the income is also what finally can make me go to school to High School and repair our house that was roofed with bamboo to be semi-permanent as it is now.I really can't bear if it continues to burden my father and mother..adekku a guy was only 7 years old when I graduated High School.father and mother did not want to add children.until finally after I was 11 years old, father and mother decided to give me a brother2.
armed with a High School degree .finally I established myself ,migrant away to the capital.
many stories to why I was willing to survive in the workplace even though I did not get enough time off.
apparently only armed with a high school diploma and do not have a relationship that is quite very difficult to get the desired job..
#flashback 3 years ago on.....
first set foot in the capital, accompanied by a mother2 named Bu parni, a neighbor next to my village, who said he was used to looking for work.I was delivered to a shophouse house..I will work in a grocery store packing tools.my work records finances.yah in accordance with the study skills I took during SMK.accounting..
a little thumping and shaking when I arrived in front of the shophouse, "neng.then when I met amah.amah asked what graduates, said he graduated Junior High School aja neng...trs if asked can massage the same body kerik ga.lika aja can be so".si mother took my hand while giving directions to me.actually I was confused, why should it be like that..and who is that amah.but because of nervousness and heart that dag Dig dug ga because .finally I can only nod .
The room does not look like a living room, recently entered uda is difficult to walk.dlm the real sense.narrow.because on the right of the room stacked 2 barang2 alat2 packing.ada raffia rope.isolation.
only after entering a little LBH in the empty room filled with a dining table, 2 pieces of rattan chairs then the kitchen.there is a ladder leading up next to the kitchen.
" please sit first mba same mother.i live nyapu same mspel upstairs, msh msleep.semittually wake up want to drink milk same bath.ini I even blm make milk duh...later amah yells2 again.I buru2 wake up anyway denger there was a bell earlier".said the woman who blm I know her name was long...dr. description I guess he's the one who takes care of shophouses and people called Amah td.
Me and my mother parnipun sitting in a rattan chair.actually.I am tired and sleepy once.I could not sleep in the car overnight.sumpek..there is no term one seat one org.as long as the msh fits in the train car.biarpun jesak2an fixed every stop at the station.org that has a destination through the train still penetrated...
"Mom.want to drink the same meal ga.ni I have mineral water with bread from the house ga sepet I eat" I said to Miss Parni who sat next to me.I see she is also the same tiredness..I was a little surprised anyway.he did not ask for money or the cost of driving me to Jkt.but he bela2in even though exhausted..
"iya neng thanks.i am indeed a laper and thirsty ni hehe.ni si nci instead of water love or what cake.eh even left" mrs Parni replied with a murmur while receiving the goods I gave her.
" that koq ni was given to me neng Wulan himself emang ga laper" he said again so aware of the water and the bread there is only one and he was eating.
" ga papa ma'am.i ga laper.ini my stomach even mules.melilit how gt loh.my heart also deg2an directly from earlier.ga thought of eating even mules" said I.
" hehehe.it is natural.the name is in the new place.ga papa..later also lama2 regular.quiet aja neng .si amah sama nci kimyoh tu org ya baik2 koq.neng definitely at home work here" said ma'am parni reassured me.when I was just about to close my eyes because of sleepiness arrived2 there were yelling "nyoooh..pants same manaaa cave pants...!!"the matakupun opened wide in surprise...