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 alWho 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
Reminiscing about the past story, which made me really love Rahman.Last September 2015, I made a trip to Bandung, my fourth sibling had a wedding. Exactly 25 September 2015. Me, Mama and Rahman returned to Bandung since 20 September. Therefore, it is clear that the wedding ceremony we brought a lot of preparations for party clothes, such as songket, kebaya, jewelry and others. Papa is waiting for the house only with my Om and Aunt.Incidentally, September 23 was my birthday, we decided to go for a walk first, we took a break and ate at Saung Mang Jajang in Lembang. The atmosphere is quite beautiful, the food is very delicious and most importantly the price is affordable.For a long time, Saung Mang Jajang has been Mama's favorite place for culinary delights in Lembang. Not to forget, I bought Lembang's typical milk tofu as a souvenir. After we were satisfied playing, we finally went home, we helped prepare my sister's wedding. We started tidying up the
Since 2014 I no longer work at the bank I decided to resign for the sake of my husband and daughter, Rolling out of town tasks which are 8 hours from my house I can't fulfill. A career is important for me, but leaving my little daughter is very hard for me, the boredom of working has started to curb my days for the past few months, the fatigue I feel while taking care of Quenniera at night often makes me unable to concentrate at work. For the first time I felt such a heavy burden, on the one hand thinking about work, the business I started, taking care of children and stress thinking about my husband who was seduced by actors.***Inevitably I had to work again, this time I worked in a cooperative that worked together at the post office in my city. His work doesn't take up much time, and I know the manager very well, yes, he is Widya's best friend. Deciding to make a clothing business was not as easy as I imagined, especially when my household was in a mess I couldn't handle e
The boredom of life is bothering me more and more, the image of Rahman I must immediately erase in my mind, let it be if one day he chooses that woman over me and Queeniera. Yes I have to be alone first, I want to be alone even for a moment. Matured my intention to separate from Rahman.But before I go on vacation, I have to meet Febri first, so I have to apologize to him. And to be honest about what happened when I was in high school, why did I have to leave him in college. I heard from high school friends because Febri and I have not been able to move on and have a serious companion until now. I called him, Febri's house is not far from my office, it took me 10 minutes to pick him up."Sin get in the car.""Yes Feb, thank you.""Bump, why are you calling me, I haven't seen you in several years, where is your bodyguard, Sin?""Going to the sea with the actor Feb.""Seriously you Sin? Sintia, her husband was taken by the actor?”"Yes, why should you be surprised
One year I lived in honey, some said Rahman was just dating, some said Rahman had remarried behind my back. My career was ruined, my girl grew up without a father, Rahman still worked, he always left early in the morning and came home at midnight and almost dawn. My life is like hell. His nonchalant attitude disgusts me. Day by day he grew colder towards me, but towards Queeniera his affection was still the same.Gone is Rahman's romantic sense to me, who used to always be loyal to accompany my activities, now almost nothing at all. I go to work alone, have lunch with friends, go shopping, go to the salon. Rahman really doesn't care what I do and is getting more and more indifferent.Apart from working, I continue to pioneer my business at home, starting from a children's clothing store, cellphone accessories, cellphone credit, herbal medicines and so on. All these activities I do to get rid of my loneliness. Sometimes mom and Egi who always support me for business, there's no
Sintia has been hurt by Rahman for a long time, Sintia is already strong in deciding to divorce from Rahman. My body is getting thinner, the tears are gone, days and years. I go Rahman, live with him not me and your son. Today my heart is strong to say that.Every night Rahman came home late, always above 20.00 WIB, his body was wrinkled, the smell of gasoline and dust seemed to have been spent on a long trip. Where did he go, even though he wasn't working anymore. My friend who was in charge of following also gave the news that Rahman often came to his lover's boarding house. The further and daring they did, the more likely they were to have an unregistered marriage behind me. I want it to feel like I don't care and just close my eyes. But my heart can't feel it. Yes I will take care of my divorce soon, soon I will take care of it with my lawyer.I've been asleep since this afternoon, after Agus bought me medicine, at 21.00 pm Rahman startled me, he snapped at
Egi went to my house, I told him what had happened, that I had divorced from Rahman, and I told him all my troubled feelings. I want him to stay away from me, so that there is no slander in the environment. Egi shed tears, he told me if all time could be turned back to 2010 years ago."Why did everything have to end like this, Sis Egi has a replacement for you, her name is Natalie, my sister went out with her after you left and there is no news anymore. It's hard to forget you.""Yes, I'm sorry, Egi, sorry."“Sis Egi is really sincere about our relationship, now Egi wants to propose to Natalie but Mom forbids it because we are of different religions. At first, my sister wanted to try to explore our relationship again, maybe it won't be as easy as before getting the blessing of my mom and dad because of the widow's status. But big brother is trying to find the right reason to marry you later.""Yes, Egi, you understand that, so I really ask you to stay away from me first
I have entrusted Queeniera to my parents for three years in the village. I work around looking for a quiet word so as not to be disturbed by my ex-husband and the evil actor. My stepmother and stepfather looked older every time I visited and the old scars and sadness on their faces were evident. Obviously, it must be hard for them to think about the fate of my life which is not fine anymore.Now that I live and work in Jakarta, it's really hard, I never even imagined that long ago I had to be able to fight in a Metro Politan city full of crime, struggles in the world of work and for sure nothing is free here. I have to rent a boarding house, have to find my own food, and struggle to get to my own office in crowds on public transportation, both trains and buses. I don't have many friends because this is a new city that I stop by to find a new job and fortune.At the beginning of every month I always take the time to go home from Jakarta to Lampung just to see Queeniera's childr
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