Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, I just wanted to continue my story yesterday that might make my blog readers do not understand or is not yet clear, And after I wrote down everything that I've been hold, I kept the biggest secret as well as the most shameful secrets, and perhaps you will think that I am a most stupid woman,
This morning as usual I was preparing my daughter to school, today the weather is not so bad as yesterday, yesterday I've written some real stories about who I was, today I will tell you the part that is still stored,
Since a child I never felt what happiness a family, a mother who I consider to be my real mother was her only a stepmother, she took care of since I was a baby, because my real mother had gone dead since giving birth to me, since I was little I was as I remembered how cruel a stepmother that's true, every day I have never been separated from the insults and blows, until I was an adult 16 years of my life, I still feel her punches still leave a scar, for me it probably wont, evil stepmother and younger brother sisters, do not stop, they forced me to marry an old man at all I never knew him, but in the end I could run away from my hometown with the help of a good friend of my father, I went to malaysia,in malaysia I stay at home good friend my father, they are very good, I regard as a family, so I was given a job in a company's beer sales, while I go back to school I'm still working day and night, every time I get a paycheck, I remembered my sister, even though they sister of the same father but I love them, I send some money from my income, to help my family there, five years have I worked in Malaysia, I never meant to have a boyfriend, then 22 years old I stepped on, I finally returned to his hometown , with the little money that I'm a tube just for lunch while I stayed at my family, I came home that first house I feel like hell, but now I go back and change the attitude of good stepmom because I came home with the money, I handed over the money some just for me to stay and eat there before I get another job, which in part I keep, because I know how much money that I give her could not get enough,,,no doubt guess, I just stayed 3 months in the house that I thought I wanted a break, because I've worked for 5 years, but not think to establish a relationship with a man, before I found a man who became my dream, you know man like what I idola will be my husband, hehehe maybe you'll laugh, but of children since I idolize, hollywood movie stars (Bruce Willis) Ah,,, it's just a dream, since I returned from Malaysia, I begin to feel inconvenience to live own home, because my stepmother was always sarcastic, and compare compare me with my cousin who at that time he was married and have a life fairly well established, while at my age who turned 22 years I still have not had a lover, 3 months living with them, enough to make I was living in hell, my stepmother asked when I started again to work or get married, while with my education is not enough to work in an office,, what the capital is just my will to live, while my father he could not defend me to be one of his children from his first marriage of my mother, I feel my luck is very bad compared to younger brother, they can go to school, while I only work to help their school fees are also the economic life of my family, but I'm willing as my stepmother is not always swore at me with words rant, I finally decided to come back in search of work, to jakarta~~~~~~~~ contineu~~~
