As I said before, my marriage can be said to be tricky. Many parents with all their desires for my wedding, many arguments between them that often disagree. Quite a short time to prepare all your needs.
Until the invitation I was confused about how to give it to my friends, the time was really tight and I really didn't have much time because I had to work very hard every day. Mom and Aunt Jaja, those who can be said to be very helpless to prepare all my wedding. As for my stepfather, don't ask, he just made a mess, burning anger and differences with my parents and family. If I can scream, I want to get married alone, a simple marriage without all the complicated things like this, even to the point of being held in three wedding receptions. Today, Sunday, July 8, 2012, in the afternoon there is a wedding ceremony at my house, yes, according to the agreement of the family, the marriage contract will be carried out at my husband's family house, onSTILL WEIGHT3rd SESSION (STORY OF SYNTHIAN HOUSEHOLDS)A few months later, I received a wedding invitation letter from Roby and Yeyen, still the same with a long sigh. O Allah, maybe if I was not married my heart would suddenly stop accepting it, my hands were trembling and I still had to try to be quiet for a few moments to calm myself down, I was present, I was accompanied by Rahman. Starting from these few months, I learned to become an artist who has various characters at heart, I must be able to cover up what I really feel. I have to be able to live everything, as if I was smiling even though I was crying, as if I was a tough woman even though my heart was shattered into pieces.I make it a habit to polish my face with a variety of make-up, not only for the office but for every day I'm anywhere, red lipstick, pink blush, and light eye shadow colors I choose to give a fresh and always effect. cheerful.Rahman he held me and hugged m
I finally moved to a simple house with Rahman, which I bought from what I had saved during my years of working at the bank. It is not expensive, I can say that I am quite lucky because it is an auction house from my office. We moved on Saturday at dawn, quite complete with the household items I brought. There are two beds, a guest sofa set, a refrigerator, a television, two motorbikes and my kitchen utensils. Yes, I was the type of collector since the first. You could say I'm the type of girl who is economical and calculating in spending money. He said he was stingy or not, he was not said to be wasteful.It has been my dream since I was young to have a home and contents in a private house. Dreaming of a harmonious household and a simple life free from shackles, especially my stepfather who can be said to be very talkative and controlling. Like I said, since I had my stepfather, life in my house was like a hell, hot, hot and far from calm.It's just that si
A few months later, I received a wedding invitation letter from Roby and Yeyen, still the same with a long sigh. O Allah, maybe if I was not married my heart would suddenly stop accepting it, my hands were trembling and I still had to try to be quiet for a few moments to calm myself down, I was present, I was accompanied by Rahman. Starting from these few months, I learned to become an artist who has various characters at heart, I must be able to cover up what I really feel. I have to be able to live everything, as if I was smiling even though I was crying, as if I was a tough woman even though my heart was shattered into pieces.I make it a habit to polish my face with a variety of make-up, not only for the office but for every day I'm anywhere, red lipstick, pink blush, and light eye shadow colors I choose to give a fresh and beautiful effect. always cheerful.Rahman he held me and hugged me. Yes, Rahman really understood what I was going through. Even so
Hooray, I finally got pregnant. After a long wait for Rahman and I, God finally believed in entrusting our baby to us. Since getting pregnant, I can't work as usual. My body is often sick, and the permission I apply to the office is more frequent than usual. My body is known to be frail, Im not as strong as my other friends, since I was little, I was known to be very sick. Being pregnant with the first daughter is a gift we have been waiting for so long. a few years for us is quite a long time waiting for the arrival of the baby. Unlike other friends, they can get pregnant very easily in a matter of months. But mom said I should still be grateful, there are many household stories that don't have children or even wait for years to just get pregnant.Alhamdulillah Rahman has started working at a private finance company. The salary received was quite good. He always gives me part of his income. I saved almost all of it. Alhamdulillah, our sustenance, can be used for me to
Alhamdulillah, I don't feel that my household with Rahman has been running for 4 years. Now, the Rahman that I know has begun to change a lot. His adult nature gradually changed to me. I see him as a husband who can be relied on. And I feel that Sakinah's life is not just a figment.He always took care of me, he always showed love and affection for me and Queeniara. Mom, daddy, and my family in Bandung are very happy to see our changes. I plan to just sell my house, someday the money from the sale of the house I will make for the down payment of the new house or to build a house in the yard that Mom gave me.What I dreamed of came true, my best friend Deddy bought my house, I saved some of the money first, partly I used it to renovate my mother's house, and partly I used it to exchange Mom and Dad's old car with a car that was more feasible when I was in. wear. Whatever it is, I gradually fix it. In this way I repay my parents' affection, especially her
Almost a year I enjoyed my day at home, only in the clothing business and looking after my little daughter Quenniera. Alhamdulillah, my business is starting to look busy, many friends and neighbors have started visiting just looking around and buying up my sales. Almost once a week I take the time to buy new things at the bigger supplier shop in my city. I really enjoyed this time. Taking care of my family, husband, children and business is something that I have been dreaming of for a long time.Rahman, it seems that he is always busy with his office work now. Leave early, come home at night. It seems that he has started enjoying his job now. And I as a wife can only support everything. Wish him all the best. And I can only pray that his work will always run smoothly, for his future.I decided to sell the house I had bought, thank God my friend Deddy bought it. And I still have more par on the sale of the house. As an only child, Mom really wanted her c
Every woman must be jealous of Sintia, her first successful banking career, apart from that Sintia has her own business, savings, deposits, a never-empty wallet and a similar household. My grace is kind, a husband I am proud of working hard and loving my family. We are very harmonious, and prefer to spend time together when we are free. When the weekend arrives we always go out, my hobbies are culinary and shopping. My income as an employee of a private bank gives us an economic leeway, what we want and need can always be purchased easily, with the addition of an internet cafe business and selling pulses from my husband that I used to save, only now there are slight changes in activities and work we.The first two years of our marriage we lived in a private house, a simple house that I bought from my hard work. I fill my house with modern furniture and electronics that are simple and elegant in style. Like a husband and wife who just got married, our days are al
Who is a woman who is not tempted to see the good looks and attention given by Rahman, now when Rahman goes to the office he always wears branded clothes, shoes, watches, as well as motorbikes and cars that keep changing when working, surely they are. I will stick to it just to be close or what that is the term. I never imagined if Rahman had the heart to cheat behind my back, secretly and neatly.Eid al-Fitr 2015 was the beginning of the destruction of my household. That afternoon the mother called me, and asked to be able to go visit him immediately. It's a little strange, because yesterday I spent the night at my in-laws' house so I wondered what was the problem? Until I have to go back there again."What's the matter, we just visited yesterday.""Yes, there is something important, come here, Sintia, you have to talk to you directly."Then I got ready, dressed Queeniera and prepared her necessities like milk and pampers. Then I went to se
Part 1 (Story of the Past) My birthday My name is Sintia, I was born in Bandung on September 23, 1985, in a village midwife, a friend of my mother. I was born to a mother named Eni Suryani and a father named Wito. For them being born is a gift, but for me it is the beginning of my departure, yes I will be adopted. None other than the one who will adopt me is the brother of my own biological father, who has no children due to illness and desperately wants children in his household. It started when my biological mother, who was pregnant with me for three months, was confused about the fact that she would have another child, while she already had four small children. Finally, they intend to help their sister to have children, heirs and friends when they are old. Yes, it is possible that the decisions they took have been discussed and become the right way out. "Wito, where is En, are you still at the office?" "Yes, Sofie, Wito is back at the office, maybe just for a while, right, it's
It's been almost three years since my mom and dad died. But the fact is that now the land and house dispute issues have not yet seemed to be over. I'm tired, and you can say if I've given up.I have given a mandate to my eldest brother, to help take care of all this. I don't know why things that are usually easy to be difficult and complicated like this they make. Yes, it was because my aunt and uncle continued to act badly, as if they were not satisfied with the results I gave and the path I gave. I have resigned myself to all their requests to sell mama and papa's assets and inheritance. And during the first sales process I was also present in the transaction. Even though from my small heart I screamed and hurt to lose the inheritance that I had from mom and dad. Even though it was very heavy, I was forced to sell it, with the excuse of maintaining good relations between families. I hope with my decision it will all be over but in fact it is not that eas
The year goes on even though it often stumbles in problems. Tonight I idly started looking at hockey, luck, constellations, zodiac signs or about tarot. It just so happened that an online tarot crossed the Geogle info wall while reading the news. I didn't have to wait long, I clicked on it quickly. I went to the admin link, they asked me to enter my name, date of birth and gender. Immediately for fun, I filled it all in without hesitation. A few seconds later I switched screens. Admin asked me to choose 3 tarot cards online. Because it was all closed, I just clicked randomly. Shortly after, the HP screen showed a screen of 3 cards that I chose. The figure of a simple woman was the first card I got, the figure of the empress in death, and the figure of the empress who seemed to sit gracefully on her throne. Not long after I continued my selection, an explanation appeared for the three tarot cards I chose. Very interesting cards, comfortable life long a
Since mom and dad died, apart from taking care of my husband and children, I have started to fill the void in my day and my activities, I sell cellphone credit and electricity tokens, help my husband run a printing business, sell a small online shop, and write poetry and novels. It is my new hobby and activity. Even though I can't have a career like I used to, I still have to be able to work.Alhamdulillah, Dwi as a husband really understands me, he always supports me, even though there is not much capital that can be given but that support is very important and very valuable.Likewise, with the freedom to work, socialize and do activities that Dwi gave me, I have to give my best, such as taking good care of my house, my children and their needs. Especially if they are sick, caring for, maintaining and caring for them becomes more important than all my other activities.Family will always come first to me. With confidence, one by one, I write novels, poems, maybe this will
It's been almost two years since my mom and dad died. Sometimes a feeling of sadness still occasionally appears in my mind. I remember my childhood, when mom and dad loved me very much, and gave me all the best things. I really miss those times mom who often calls me, reminds me to eat, reminds me to pray, the rules at 21.00 pm must be at home when we are dating, or have different opinions in raising my three children, and all mom's chatter that often makes me angry and annoyed .Or is he my daddy, if I get sick or fall daddy will be the one who is the most anxious, rush to take me to the doctor or massage my feet and hands if I get sprained, even daddy is the one who always cries when he saw me breaking up with my girlfriends . Sometimes he becomes my friend, and sometimes he becomes my biggest enemy if there is a difference of opinion. But now they are gone, I can only miss, only prayers that I can send. May they rest in peace and have the best place in heaven someday. Every ni
We are not young anymore, Dwi is 41 years old and I am almost 35 years old. It wasn't long ago that we lived together to form a new household that didn't feel like 5 years together. Three cute children also provide beauty and happiness for us, Dwi is increasingly diligent in working, in order to provide all the best for us. Even though all of that requires one word of sincerity and struggle. Dwi is always romantic, if I were young I would definitely want to add another child, it might bring more crowd in this house, but three children are enough. They have to think about the future savings and education they must have.Every afternoon I always prepare a dish for my husband, as well as warm coffee or tea, which are mandatory companions at dusk. I always leaned my shoulder in his arms, telling stories about today's activities with the children, discussing work and business, or just chatting, watching television and listening to our favorite music. Match, a mate who is like a mirror
I can't believe it's been two years of my marriage with Mas Dwi. Thank God everything went smoothly, I slowly got the peace of life. Taking care of the three very cute babies gives me happiness and entertainment of its own. Even though their 1000 mischiefs often appear, yes, that's how everything I went through had the ups and downs.Queeniera has started school, and she is very excited. he is an active child, fussy and often irritates his mother and father. There are only acts and behavior that are beyond the mischief of the two brothers, teasing his sister to tears becomes his favorite game and activity every day. Often I hold my emotions, even though sometimes because I am excited I finally pinch his legs when they are very stubborn and even with nagging, it has become mandatory for him to be controlled and obey me.Dimas has started Kindergarten school, his body is not as fat as it used to be, maybe because he has started learning and playing a lot. Not as active as Queeni
Being in a strange place surrounded by strangers. Living in a housing estate is not easy. Some like it, some don't like it, it's all fine. But it's different from my principles, which tend to be indifferent and don't want to interfere with other people's life problems.Nowadays, everything is online, online work, online school and of course socializing with the same online style. Alhmadulillah, I'm always connected with friends even though it's only through social media. Friends for me may be everything, especially for those who are always there in joy and sorrow without the slightest self.Maybe it's weird right now if you have friends who can continue to be close for decades. Like the current story or satire "Today's anything must have money, let alone Satan's friends to come if we have money."But all that doesn't apply to us, Kiki, Widya, Ervina, Catur, Maria, Andi, Roli, Irfan, Agus, Fauzi, Alex, Agung, Caca, Dedeh, Chandra, Sari, Dina, Tika, Ria, Impin, Iwan, Roby, Ba
This morning I received an incoming message on the F******k application, quite a lot of incoming prank messages, and I'm used to deleting them one by one. Another case with this one message, an incoming message from Rahman. I think Rahman is like before, giving threatening messages or cursing because of our past separation.Not the case today, it turns out that he expressed his condolences for the departure of my mother and father. It's quite late, but I'm grateful that he still cares about us."Assalamualaikum Sin, I offer my condolences for the departure of Mom and Daddy, I hope Sintia and her family can be patient and sincere and patient."I replied too."Waalaikum salaam Rahman, thank you."From there Rahman continued to send messages, just asking about my family and my new life now. So bumpy he pleasantries to me with good words and without harsh words. What's wrong if I ask about his new household and family.A little surprised to hear Rahman's news, it turne