My Love Was A Wind Then
POV introductions
hi my name is Kartika Putri Lestari
commonly called *Tika.....
and at school my friend used to call the Princess or dance
I turned 23 years old I was born in 99 and was born in the city of Medan, we live in the big city of Jakarta...
because my father was often sent with his superior to take over in another branch, this time the branch in Karawang but my mother and I prefer to live in Jakarta and also happen to be close to my school.
the Metropolitan City is full of life's violence and the cruelty of fate...
My fate changed when I stepped foot into a city known as the capital of this country.
My fate turned into a broken woman and became a tough, independent woman to continue the rest of my life.
being born in a village and being a village girl is not an obstacle for me to settle in this city.school in Jakarta and business in this city is not easy...
I've been through a lot even from school, I was often ridiculed and humiliated because of the shabby appearance and different from those who are always neat and look fashionable , ' '' ' ''em , there are rich people who have their own car or motorcycle, I just take a taxi back and forth from school and sometimes even walk back and forth.
I only have 1 friend and that too now has stayed away from me when several times he always invites me to hang out in cafes or elite dining , I always refused because I did not have money to pay for food, my pocket money was only 10,000 at that time I rarely used pocket money so I could save for online sales capital.
my face is not as white as a Korean artist or as beautiful as a bule on the outside there, with brownish brown brown brown brown brown brown skin color makes my characteristic sweet? said who? hahaha..isn't everyone dreaming of being a white girl?
even in this city is more appreciated by physical appearance than the heart.
I was bullied at school because of the color of my skin like this.but it did not hinder my spirit to get knowledge...
the science of the bodo period I also learned so that I was always mentally strong for myself so as not to cry when someone bullied me.
I have to get through a difficult time.I still have a lot to go through, ..with mediocre-capitalized parents who do not have enough possessions for our future...
don't be treasure, house, motorbike, car we don't have , the motorbike we have is a loan from my father's boss while working so that I can go to work on time.
And the house we rented was just a plot of a house with 2 rooms for 17 million, loan money from the father's office, every month you have to cut the salary to pay off the debt to the boss.
my father was a driver at a fertilizer company in Karawang, now his company is famous and has opened many branches in various regions .
sometimes my father rarely came home because he had to find another side job to meet the needs of everyday life...
living in the city of Jakarta is very expensive from basic materials or others, fortunately my school does not pay only monthly fees for school activities.
my mother was only a housewife, although only a housewife but my mother was a great person who was second to none. My mother helped make a living for the family , sell cake to shop or sometimes I sell online .
I have an older sister, whose name is Julia the goddess.she has a hard and arrogant disposition...
for example, who has a bad personality...
My brother used to be a good person, patient, and very appreciative of parents, but over time his hard nature has increased since having his school friends first.
My age is not too far from my age we only differ 5 years, age ka dewi 28 years .
after high school I want to continue the journey to a higher level but what my power is, everything is blocked by funds ...
let alone for school fees for daily meals we fit even often do not cook because there is no shopping money.
but I don't want to make a burden on my parents, I look for busyness by being an owner of online sales and selling food on FB, ol* , shop** , that way I can help my parents to eat everyday.
like a chick I don't dare to go out of the cage aka no courage to walk around this golden city...
maybe if I could get out there and there I could get a better job of raising my parents.
although my friends often invite him often I refuse him because I am not used to and afraid of being carried away...
the current in this city is very swift like a wave in the sea, if not strong it will be carried away and drowned carried by it .
lost with experience and knowledge about the environment..make me reluctant to wander into the city of people to find a mouthful of rice...
Though I am not stupid I often get high rankings and grades at school, even often win the race but what power all in vain if not in use.
don't ask my sister's life, yes.she is like a butterfly that is free to fly here and there and even dare to take risks for herself....
this brave story of my brother's life ended tragically and horribly, from here I learned that the woman to fight is not money or wealth but self-esteem and dignity marwahnya .
all the words and actions he put out to have what he wanted, without thinking about the bitter and sweet risks...
working in a clothing store does not make his heart melt to help mom and dad, yes.we are different.from different ways of thinking, how to take risks and take action.
maybe this is the story of my life began and was revealed in the tears that had been flowing down my cheeks...
yes the plain girl who was smashed to pieces by love...
of love? haha what is love? love is a scar that will be engraved on the heart and mind of one's soul if you get a jewel will be happy but if only a handful of stones are all gone the hard of life... with the lack of knowledge I have it is very easy to be fooled by sweet words thrown on the lips of men...
this story is based on true stories and facts about the life I experienced...
bitter? more bitter than medicinal pills and bitter his coffee...
swallowing all of it is like having to swallow the ready poison will not be ready soon to end*...
