Or, Men heavy sweating, trembling, kamisosolen (say benul, for true and correct), squeezing a bag of french fries, hand over half to you, then he said, ... mating yuk! -MT-
I chose the latter:)
Jakarta, December 25, 2010
Back I was startled by the question: "when the marriage? Next year already 25 tablets, do not age for marriage, Kasian son "... 2x a day (__')
How else would I have to answer, indeed I always answer with, just calm, inshallah, kapan2, and not answer any other means. But, I save answer it for myself. And finally, I will try to explain here.
I (24th, 11 months, 25hari) 21 days to my birthday the 25th, of which 25 is the figure given by my mother, and finally etched in my brain, the limit that I must immediately make final offer to the man who qabul ( should) I have and love.
I grew up in a simple family living in a modest home, Quite happy with my mom, dad, and sisters. My childhood, spent in bandung until 6SD class and I go to school in jakarta-jakarta, to college in depok. Since my childhood away from my biological parents (my grandmother lived together in Bandung) makes me a bit quiet some attitude, because life with an authoritarian grandmother and have all facilities, it always makes me according to, if I can not according to hours locked in the bathroom. I often cry as a child in bandung, just complain to my mother on the phone, why not pick up my mama (mama time service in jakarta), why mommy do not come, and see why others. My own life is not difficult in Bandung, my grandmother practically respected figure and large with abundant wealth. But still, no mama made me lose the mother. I often ask, why not stay the same mama wrote in jakarta? Later, when you grow up, says Mom. And finally I also know the answer.
2SD Class I had moved to Jakarta, and I finally know, My excuse is better to stay in Bandung.
After one year I lived in Jakarta, papa I'm happy not playing, I was pampered with a variety of toys, snacks, and other. But, the behavior of papa to mama why bad? I was just sitting on the bench 2SD was confused, awry, papa always nice to me, speaking softly to me, but not to my mother, my father liked tiba2 solve things when talking to my mother, aquarium containing goldfish I was a victim. And I moved back to Bandung. Low level of trauma. Fulfilled.
my Mama never told me, my grandmother used to say to the mama, there, you just get divorced, how the hell requested fucking man! Love it,. let the quiet life anak2 ye same. And once again I understand. By anak2, my mama said, she was not divorced.
more I mature, and eventually moved to Jakarta (1smp) also lives with my sister and my parents, in our modest house. My sister was still in grade 4 / 5 SD I forget. The days of my junior high school full of rebellion, but this time, my father had started behaving badly on me, it may be difficult to arrange her daughter is, become nagging and insults directed at me and my mama, I've chased the room with a belt on hand, it was horrible. And I was getting into, so, too much hanging out, lots of friends, hobbies basketball, making me lazy at home. Once home, got angry papah, and see also dimarahin Mamah. Mau revolt as poor, yet his power is stronger, finally I could only listen dikamar musik2 kinds slipknot, limp bizkit, Korn, and that keras2 like that, that era. This lasted until my high school, and finally accepted in college, which requires me to boarding at depok. Absurdly happy. New faculty, new environment, new life and (probably) the quality of the new faith had finally made me think, contemplate, contemplation, however named, that I must protect and proud my mama, my mama only. Since I only care about my mom, my mom just raised me, and my mom just incredible obstacles in her life.
The older too, thank God my dad was little changed, kata2 snapped and rough reduced, especially if there is me, because I began to dare to defend my mama. Proverbial, if my father behaving badly on my mama, so I do not hesitate to respond to mama. Until whenever.
Setau I, divided into three types of domestic violence, physical, speech (verbal), and psychological (emotional). And third (I remember once in the marriage) unlawful. What happened in my family, not just physically alone. And it was more spotting, especially to me, as the first child in the family.
Again, I do not want to get married instead, the nature of woman would want to marry. I also do not fear, with material problems, God has definite promise for those who dare to keep the sanctity of the marriage, which I fear only one, domestic violence. My desire to get married at age 25 will very big, but my greater fear in domestic violence again. Surely they had ever experienced a beautiful masa2 dating, exploring the self, yet it does not mean that as beautiful as their wedding. Maybe this is what finally made me do not dare take that step, though a small heart says another.
Hope y'all understand.
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