After I graduated from elementary school, I went on junior high school in the village Pangkah. I and Sri Nur Giharti, my sister, boarding at Duku village museum, also with my brother SN Giharto at home of Mrs. Tami. But I do not like my brother, because he, SN Giharto is too grumpy. Only about half a year later, I and my sister, SN Giharti moved to the village of Posong. It is close to our school. Our boarding Father, named Father Ambari, a retired soldier, And our boarding Mom taught us that we "Mutih fast" for 7 days. We break the fast only with a plate of white rice with a side dish of fresh tofu and drinking water. We ate once a day every time after maghrib time.
After our final school examinations, we got our holiday. And we went home, in Pemalang. Then I went back to the boarding house to take a certificate in school. I went to a boarding house with my older brother Setyo Nur Heryanto by riding a motorcycle. On our trip was overheating. Because we do not wear helmets and jackets. Before leaving, we had lunch. I eat spicy and hot soup. Then I drank ice. As a result, after arriving at a boarding house at around 4:00 PM, I had a fever. Then I lie on my bed. But my boarding house's mother said that I was lazy boarding and just malingering, so she let me sick for a week without taking medication.
On Sunday the boarding mother's son, named Susnendar going to tell my parents, that I was sick. On Monday, my boardhouse mother bring me for treatment at the health center. At that time I had been seriously ill stated. Every time I eat and drink must always vomiting. My body is very thin, my eyes are yellow, up to my eyes as it spins. The doctor said that I was suffering from typhoid.
Once given the news, on Monday afternoon my mother came to my boarding house, I went straight to the supine sleeping, licking my belly with wet cloth. I slept in the back room near the kitchen. I slept on a couch reposed with bamboo midrib. At that time, I was very happy to meet my mother. Then she invited me home for approximately biweekly, thank God I finally healed.
After finishing junior high school, I continued to go to school at a private high school in Pemalang. Time to go to school at 0:30 PM. Finished at 5:30 PM. I lived in a village settled Wanarejan, Pemalang, with Sri Nur Nur Giharti and Setyo Heryanto. At that time, my brother has not got a job. Therefore, almost every night he goes to stay up with her friends. Home before the dawn call to prayer.
We occupy a building that houses the actual place for the kitchen, which is located separately at the back of the building houses for the bedroom, living room and family room. In between the two buildings that house, created as a clothesline clothes. What unites the two buildings, were walls with 3 meters tall, and a height of half a meter, which is located on the right and left. Inner wall of the kitchen is made of woven bamboo. The floor was still a soil. If night using a traditional lamp, called sentir. But sometimes when we sleep in the dark, we ever got some of our shoes and clothes stolen.
Until many years, our parents have not been able to finish building our house. When we were built the house has not been given a roof tile. Therefore, the building looks like the shape of a cube. It made me feel ashamed. I feel inferior, if met school friends. Moreover, I have a friend of the class, who is named is Imam . When he met me, he always makes fun of me. With a laugh he said, "Her house like a Kaaba." Sometimes he deliberately said in front of people, if you think about it, I should be proud. For the Kaaba is a very sacred building by Muslims around the world.
Although my family lived in poverty, but I am trying to elate. I tried to hang out with school friends, and the friends of my brother Setyo NurHeryanto. Until I became famous. In addition my hobby corresponding with pen pals. Finally, I had enough insight, widely, and feeling insecure I turned into a sense of pride and happy. Almost every night of the week and holidays, a lot of male friends who come to my place. There is even regardless of the day.
My Fame made a lot of men who do not know me, became very curious. A lot of male friends who are interested in me. Among them there are also jealous of each other, up to several times a fight ever occurred between them. There also were incited my boyfriend, my boyfriend slandered so I cut ties with my love. There was also another man who bet money, if it can make me fall in love with him. In one of the guys who bet told me, so I pretended to love him. In order for him to win the stakes.
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