KARMAS
Stupid woman

I had just picked Bright up and went swimming, when I saw many people crowding the porch, at first glance a hysterical mother cursing at the man in front of her shouting, “Tempo!! Maturity!!!”.

Which makes me surprised The man again shouted at the mother no less loudly while pointing his hands to the face of the mother.

Then it looks like Mr. RT came to break up. Some neighbors came again.

I did not park the car, but passed the house slowly. I don't want Bright and his friends to see that sight.

I turned around the compound a few times until I saw the crowd disperse.

I can only be quiet. Don't want to know what else the problem is. Or maybe you understand too much. I just feel sorry for that mother, but I have no power.

The shame should not be asked. I can imagine how the whole complex would talk about it after that incident. Maybe some are judgmental, as a wife who demands a lot to plunge the husband in accounts payable. I was thrown into the deepest abyss. Ruffled.

       Speechless

But at home, I know, everything's gonna go on as usual. Like nothing ever happened.

The stars will tell you nothing. And I won't ask what either. Events like this have never been discussed.

Lazy.

Every time there is something new that makes us disappointed. Disappointment that never becomes anger.  Silence pent.

The stars never play physically, there is no evidence of violence. Not visible. But the effects of his negative energy like poison had destroyed all the joints of my life.

The work I was doing was a mess and the affairs of business felt unresolved. There are obstacles that need to be removed.

I know my life is a road in place, a step back two steps, a step back, a turn around because of the same problem.

There are only two ways to improve things, change habits and mindset. But unfortunately there are parties do not feel there is something to change, there are parties who feel nothing wrong. A person will not change if he does not realize what to change.

Maybe I was wrong, I chose to stay. I think I've been a victim enough. VICTIMS OF UNCONSCIOUSNESS.

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I'm surprised I didn't play to see my mom open the door after work. Then my father followed behind him like he couldn't wait to see me.  They both scatter around me.

I wanted to cry and I saw the faces of the two who looked so old, tired, and silent. The wrinkles on her face made me feel strange and foreign.

It is hard to imagine all these years that this man has raised me, lovingly, lovingly, completely full of nothing less.

A lump of stone seemed to be sipping on the chest looking at their gray hair like a long time did not touch the comb.

A beautiful girl and a handsome man who fell in love with each other, then married, nine months giving birth. It was the happiest and most anticipated moment to look forward to, getting the gift of a tiny baby who later named it the Full Moon because the baby was born at a time when the full moon was so perfect to light up the night. I am the baby, their baby, the lamp of their heart.

Every day the young father and mother took turns cuddling me, changing diapers, preparing my food, bathing me, with love and joy.

Their happiness when they see their baby can already sit alone, such as hearing the song of heaven when the word 'mama' is spoken, then see his baby can sit, crawl, stand alone, stand alone, and with patience they clasped the little hand, leading him to walk. Setah.titahhh.. step by foot tiny foot step, until akhrinya can walk alone, play, run, fall asleep in front of tivi, tivi,

It still felt that the Father who lifted my body put me back to sleep in my bed and covered me. Check if there are bad mosquitoes. Occasionally, his hands clapped.catching mosquitoes that accidentally passed in front of him.

Even a mosquito he did not let survive when it touched the skin of his beloved daughter.

Every time I get sick, even if it's just the common cold my father's hands always easily massage my shoulders, neck, and back.

My mother who glorified me so much, always the best for me even though for that she had to be very concerned.

They have educated me as well as they can, to their knowledge.

They put all their efforts into being able to always meet the needs of their children. And all this is done with love.

And the young father and mother suddenly faded into an old face, full of wrinkles and full of gray hair on his head. They seemed to want to help me but were helpless. They wanted to help me but didn't know what to do...

Whatever he's gonna do to see his son happy. There is nothing happier than seeing your child happy

I don't seem to be able to accept it. I can't hold back tears. What would happen if they saw me destroyed. surely they were already destroyed. His heart his soul.I hurt them more pain.What I feel at this time they will many times feel it. And I cried as it became.

I can't make them that way. It was not until my heart sank them into prolonged confusion and sadness. I know they must have felt it even though I never told them.

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I woke up and found my tears pouring out. I didn't see my mother's father near me. I dreamed of my parents coming. They were present in my dreams and I cried for real. .

I never cry for the stars. But dreaming of my mother's father with an old face figure can make my tears pour out. I have not been able to make them happy. What I was afraid of, I lost the opportunity to be able to slightly engrave a smile on his lips..

I never wept for the Star, even when she came home and fell asleep carelessly, I was faced with reality, apparently he just spent the night with a woman in an apartment he rented for 300 thousand overnight, when the Bright 500 thousand tuition has not been paid.

I don't talk, I don't ask questions, I don't care,

just filed a lawsuit.

Adhan dawn reverberate....