Altschmerz
Bitch FAMILY'S

PREVIOUSLY THE AUTHOR WANTED TO APOLOGIZE VERY BECAUSE CUMAN COULD BE UP IN A MINUTE AND NEEDED A LOT OF TIME FOR HIS UPDATENE HOLIDAY.

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My hometown has now become a housing complex. Where there is no more ugly and shabby house like my father's house at this time. Though we rented this house, and the tenant rarely gave monthly money. Because my parents always got complaints that our house was always in trouble, that's why my mother and father often let our tenants to divert their monthly money to the cost of renovating our house.

Knowing the noble actions of my parents, I thought our house would be just as good and worthy to be occupied as the other houses here, but after seeing it directly, I feel like I want to scold our former tenant.

" What is being renovated?! I was even disgusted to enter my own home. " I'm grumbling a little.

Our house is empty, but our house was full of good home furniture, such as sofa chairs, tables, jars, and others. So where'd all that go? At selling?? But who? Family Dad? Or the tenant??

I have never seen the contents of the house and the shape of my house directly, but see from all the photos of my father who started from the moment he was building his own dream house which then proposed to my mother, to carry out the Qobul ijab in the luxurious living room in the era of the 90s, I was amazed and believed that I was once as rich and successful as it was in the past.

It is cruel to those who play to the good of my parents. You know, what's Dad's current house like? From the front, the wood that became the pillar of this house is now almost rickety in eating by termites, even still clearly visible there are many termites that inhabit the wood of our house, I see my father's face. Does he seem okay with that? Now we stepped into the house, looking at the condition of my house, where my living room was very spacious almost every wall was covered with moisture that makes there are a lot of ant nests in every corner of the room, as well as the moist aroma that was so sharp pierced our noses all that was here.

" Oh my goodness. It's so disgusting, I can't stand this scent, it's too piercing and unpleasant. "I'm deep.

Here my father and Kak Ziawan are seen smiling bitterly, I really understand their feelings of disappointment. We continued to step into our bedroom, seeing every place in the first room is quite feasible to occupy 1 to 2 nights, after which we still did a painting on the second bedroom, he said, the condition in this room is the same as the condition of our living room.

" I feel sorry for Dad. He must be very disappointed to have entrusted his home to his brothers here. See it? Dad's dream house has become the worst house in the complex. " Once again I sat down, feeling sorry for my father and my brother.

we kept checking every room, and the worst of it was our dirty kitchen. There is a distinctive smell of Poultry animals, namely Chicken. What a cruel thing, why change the condition of someone's house to be like this? Why is our kitchen made as a chicken coop? Where are their consciences? They did not realize that all this time my parents only received 1 year of rent? The rest we divert to home improvement which he said a lot of control. Or is it Dad's family who urged our tenants to keep paying them?

Our neighbors who came to see the contents of our house, seen from the look on their faces that they were also sad, they could not do anything because they were afraid to make misunderstandings, he said, not to mention that none of them have a phone number Father Mother other than my Father's first brother.

Disappointed, very disappointed. 13 years we left this house, 12 years we did not use this rent, and what we got even this bad thing?? Cruel, very cruel. After that I saw my two male faces, Father and Brother Ziawan. Big Brother seemed to be holding back his tears, while Dad was very tough to deal with all of this. My sister has been pouting since the beginning, she must also be surprised by the condition of our house like this.

" Brother Ziawaan? Is she okay?? " I keep worrying about Mr. Ziawan. Although I do not know exactly the condition of our house, but it seems like Kak Ziawan knows every detail of this house.

Long story short, our first night in the city was a very disappointed mood. My first brother Dad invited me and my sister to stay while at his house, while my Dad and my brother stayed in this house while cleaning every room to make it a little more decent.

See it? Even the tired of those who just got off the ship was ignored by the Family Father. As a result, the grandfathers and Om who had helped build this house instead volunteered for our small family to help clean the house in the morning blind.

My father's second brother also helped, although not much but he still worked. Because his physical condition is also not as healthy as his youth.

" father? Sis? Narah and I slept in Auntie. Father and Brother stay here, right? " Say me in a soft and stiff tone.

Dad embraced me. " Yeah. Nak. Sleep well huh? Don't think about your father and brother, okay?! " Dad smiled, as if he knew that I was worried that the two of them were ending the topic by finishing their thumbs up as a diluent atmosphere that was quite upsetting to me.

I went with Narah and also my Tantu. Leaving everyone who was there with mixed feelings. If we were richer, if my father had a good position in his office, if my mother had managed to become a successful businessman. Will all this happen to us??

From that moment on, I understood a little bit that power is needed in this moment. And my family hasn't quite taken that position, maybe God is testing our worthiness? I don't know.