For My Brother and Mother
A messy wedding.

My application with Satria has been implemented, just counting the days we carry out the cobul ijab.

The invitation has been sent.

But.....

1 week before the wedding day, my grandmother was dropping.

Bruckkk...

"Nenekkkkk..!!!", my shout made my mother come while running.

Grandma fainted.

We immediately took her to the hospital, said the grandmother doctor who had diabetes and many thoughts so that she dropped and fainted, sick grandmother we did not realize from the beginning, because it's hard to get my grandmother to see a doctor even though she's sick.

4 Days in the hospital, all went to the hospital to take turns looking after my grandmother, including me and Satria.

While at my home, began busy preparing for my wedding in less than 3 days.

Our wedding will be postponed until my grandmother recovers.

Thank God, God is still helping me.

Grandma was healthier than before, so that day she could go home.

Satria helped my grandmother return.

Arriving at home, my stepfather casually told Satria to work anything that could be done at home without stopping, maybe he wanted to make Satria Kapok had dared to propose to me.

Me and everyone who saw could only remain silent, rather than fight again.

The day of my wedding arrived, all the relatives were present, the reception place was installed in the yard, the lewaminan chair was installed neatly there.

My stepfather once threatened, that he would not go up to the pelaminan gave my blessing and Satria, but because of the coercion of relatives he wanted to go up to the pelaminan just to take a picture of silence with me.

All the relatives were seen whispering, what happened .??, my inner self.

It turned out that they were a bit disappointed with the dishes, how not.., why did my mother give some responsibility and some money for the dishes of the guests to my father.

Everything that is spent with poor quality, even inedible, is really why he has so much heart for me.

Is it because I did not comply with the matchmaking.??, if yes, it is my right to accept it or not, I who will undergo this marriage is not him or anyone.

What a shame, my mother and I made it.

After Ijab kobul finished, I was surprised, looking back at hearing my mother scream, what is this.??, I murmured.

My mother screamed so.

"My husband g*la, g*la, gi*aaaaaaaaa...!!!", my mother kept repeating her words while crying and fainting.

I cried and met him.

Oh Allah strengthen us.

I don't know what my mom and stepdad screwed up until my mom was hysterical like that.

Did my mother hear the complaints of the guests.??, my mind.

When the atmosphere returned to normal, I met my grandmother who could only lie on the bed, she cried to see me wearing a wedding dress, she said now she was relieved if she should be called almighty now, she said, since I've seen me marry and have a partner alive, everyone's cries break.

Maybe my grandmother thought I was married and someone was protecting me when my father told me again.

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My grandmother left us all.

One month after my wedding, my grandmother dropped, many relatives took turns to look after each other at night, afraid something happened and we had to take her to the hospital immediately.

He goes back to the character of the child, asking for this and that, whatever we try to grant all his requests.

Until that night, exactly at 1 pm, my grandmother breathed her last, we all cried as it would be, my dear grandmother, who protected me so much, has now been gone for so long, I remember his hard work for this family, until I was able to live well like this, he never complained about the situation. All my wants and needs he had it all. Goodbye grandma, thank you for your love all this time.

My grandmother is very respected by the villagers, all come to worship when grandmother is gone, grandmother often helps people without strings attached, if there are people who want to use her massage services but do not have money, he said, my grandmother was just massaging it.

Many pray for you, Grandma, calm down there.

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His attitude is becoming more

Not even 7 days my grandmother died, my mother and father had fought every day, just because of the shopping money.

How not, all previous home expenses were taken down by grandmothers, and now everything is changing.

Because of that incident, every day I shop and cook to ease my mother's burden, I do not go to Satria's house, instead Satria stay at my parents' house, I can't bear to leave my mother and sister with my father's rude nature.

Every day my mother fought more and more, her attitude also changed more and more, like she was very depressed with her condition now.

Satria and I also did not escape the mockery of my stepfather.

If I'm being ridiculed I don't care, but for Satria, I'm afraid she can't stand it and leaves me.

One night I was giving tea to my father after work, maybe this situation could gradually improve and there was no more fighting.

"The tea is fine", while offering tea to his face.

"Tea what is this,.??, do not act kindly to me, the child does not know to be lucky", he shouted.

Astagfirulah....

Since then I have never spoken, said hello or just made him tea, enough insult to me, lest Satria find out.

The more days his words became more and more to me, even Satria began to be the target of his mockery when they were passing by.

At first Satria did not take it seriously, he just let it be like the wind.

I continued to sell at the stall like before, while taking care of my little sister.

Eat, shower, or ask for a sling always to me, whether his father does not see me taking care of his biological child like my own.

Desas desus due to my father's actions increasingly heard, I was slandered this and that. So that the neighbors know the rift in my relationship with my father, they create their own assumptions and opinions about me, some say I'm an ungodly child, some say my father didn't actually approve of my marriage because my father loved me, and there are others who defend me. Closing my ears is the best thing for me right now.

When there was a family event at my aunt's house, I took my sister and Satria, my mother didn't come.

By the time we got home, my mother was already crying, when I saw her in the room, my father had a good night's sleep.

Maybe they fought again, I thought.

I appease my mother, let what passes let it pass.

How surprised I am, though,

Inadvertently brother away from my stepfather passed me on the street, he accidentally told me that my father had repeatedly married and divorced, his wife could not stand the harsh treatment, he said, until they get a blow from him.

Oh Allah protect my mother...

Once my sister had a fever, as usual I treated her, too late the medication just a little shock could recur.

With all her heart, without thinking, my father took my sister out at night,

As a result, his body came back with a fever, my mother finally got angry,...

At that time my mother was yelled at, quarreled and cried.

I can't stand to be quiet always.

I snapped and I threw my father's shirt on the floor while carrying my sister.

"What kind of man are you, always making my mother cry, look at your child fever who is taking care of.???, look at this shirt, this thick jacket of yours, this is what you wear to take my sister away this night, this night, don't have ot*k, you're wearing a jacket while my brother is wearing this thin shirt, it's a shame to have a father who doesn't know the condition of his own son", my anger is overflowing.

He glared at me.

"Less aj*r, son of no thanks, useless", berate me.

My knight pulled behind me and told me to hold and cover my little sister's ears, this is my business with her.