when my patience makes me successful
part 2 is always wrong

"Sir, it's Kila's kasian if you have to continue working." Iba brother Amel.

"Can't be Amel. He should be able to make me suffer living with me. It's nothing with the wounds in my heart." Ketus mom while leaving just leave brother Amel.

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Huff finally all the work is done. And now it is also 18:40 which means soon magrib.

Finished magrib, we 1 family dining at the dining table. Although small, but comfortable enough to eat.

"If, later do not forget to clean all this and do not forget to wash the dishes." Said the mother with a still focused view to her plate.

"Can't you do the dishes tomorrow on the deck? It's night, Kila has to learn." said the father while watching mom

"Can't mas! What he wants to be, if he has eaten the game just left without washing it. The child should not be spoiled." replied the cynical mother.

I can no longer argue with my mother. Because from the look of his eyes so sharp.

After I finished eating, I also cleaned the table and washed the dishes. But I accidentally suddenly...

Prangg!!

Athaghfirullah!

"Heh, you know what a kid doesn't know about you. I told you to wash the dishes instead of breaking them."

"Mom, I didn't mean it. I slipped ma'am."

"Even so much of your defense. Look out for you! Here you come with me!" Mom got angry while pulling my hand.

"Mom, not ma'am."

Mom dragged me into the room. And hit my body hard.

"You must be self-conscious! You're just a hitchhiker here. You have to teach me a lesson just like her to make you kapok!"

Plakk

Buggh

Buggh

After being satisfied to beat me, my mother just left without caring about my situation. It hurts! I had fallen, coupled with the blows from my mother, I felt like my body was going to crumble. I can no longer hold back these tears, "Mom, I miss." Those words are what come out of my lips.

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The next morning, without breakfast from home I had already left for school.

In the middle of the lesson, came a teacher. He asked the teacher who taught us to choose one of his students to be included in the district MTQ competition and I was the chosen one.

"Buk, ngapai anyway, use the Kila everything you choose. Nesa can also be buk." Proposed to snide cynically.

"Yes buk. There are flowers too. Better buk them 2 than Kila. Let's lose again instead of winning!" Cynical Manda.

"Of course, why are you making a noise? Kila, do you want to join the MTQ race?." Ms. Delia said expectantly.

I'm worried. But I confidently replied, "m-m-sorry ma'am, Kila can't take part in the race. It's better for Nesa to be just like flowers." Answer me carefully.

"Haa, that's dong buk. That was the right decision." Manda said proudly, because in the end his opinion was chosen.

After Ms. Delia said so, the lesson was resumed. Until the bell rings the sign of school.

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Just about to open the door, from inside the house I had heard the voice of the one who was talking.

"Kok can the heck mbak yu want to nampung the limp in this house?"

"Yes really mbak yu. If I was mbak yu, uh I'd have thrown him out."

"Husstt don't be so loud. I don't want to let his father know that I'm not treating his son well in this house. Yes, when there was his father, he did not treat me harshly. But , when there is no father, I will beat him until I am satisfied.

I would never have calmed down if not for him to suffer living with me. If I could every day I would make him feel like he was living in hell. Because of her mom, I'm in honey. I don't accept. Now her mother is dead, so my revenge will be on her child . I will suffer." Answer mother.

Like being stabbed by thousands of arrows. I really didn't expect that there was so much grudge being harbored by my stepmother on her deceased mamak.

If I remember, we don't live so fancy. The house we live in even when compared to my stepmother's house, is still the grandeur of her house.

No. gabe. I can't cry. I'm the first girl. I can't constantly be a whiny kid. I have to prove that I can succeed.

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At night, I sat together with my father and looked at the stars.

"Sir, when the hell is the expiration of the contract that lives at the house of the deceased mamak?" Ask spirit.

"Next year brother. Why is it?" Answer the father while his eyebrows are fused..

"Ah no sir, I just think that when the contract expires it's better for you to stay there."

"Well, don't you like living with your dad?"

"Not at home sir. Brother feels more comfortable living there, because it's from childhood there." I convinced my father

"Yes already, later if the maturity is up, brother moved there ya."

"Really sir?" Manya make sure.

The father nodded with a sincere smile engraved on his lips, "yes really."

Unable to say any more words, I immediately hugged my father. Very happy, because of what I said, my father agreed. Ah father, I know you will never let your son down.

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In the morning I woke up early, because I didn't want to, I had to make my mom angry if I woke up late. The work I can do, I will do.

I even went to look for grass. I have some cows. Not much but if it is maintained it will certainly increase in number. Therefore, every father coming home from work must immediately look for grass, except on Sunday .

Huff, keep the spirit up sir. I promised myself that if I succeed, you don't have to bother working anymore. I will enjoy my old days in peace. Wait for your son to succeed sir.