The Road to Syafir Heaven
Know oneself

All who could read...This is a fictitious story...Purely imaginary writer, no intention offended anyone. If there is a similarity of names, figures and places, it is just a mere coincidence.

For those who feel there is wisdom to be taken, who do not feel there is nothing.

This adventure-themed novel someone finds the real Love, not a Religion-themed novel, although religion cannot be kept away from this story. Because the author is not secular either!

My name is Syafira in the world of Cica.

Mom and Dad call me Syafir. My full name is Syafir Ahmad. I am the youngest son of Tayong Chen who changed his name to Azizan Ahmad with Carolina Rahman.

I'm my father's favorite, pampered and treated like a princess makes

my steps are not as swift as my brothers.

The first brother, a police officer who served in P City Police. The eldest son was named Lettu Zahran Ahmad. He was a diligent police officer, sturdy and had a loud voice, strong and character, like Auman sibelang peak Sigamai-gamai. At the place of duty he was very feared, but at home he was the place of his wife and our mother.

When he was home, his smile would be as bright as the morning sun, no one would think he was a dashing policeman, he would not hesitate to help our wife or mother in the kitchen. Even washing, until even a small thing he wants to do. He made his mother and wife adore him. Short said

he was my mama's pride.

The middle one is named Eagle Cahya Ahmad. This man is also the pride of mama because he managed to finish high school government science and now works in the Secretariat of S district.

I always smile bitterly whenever I remember my position in the family.

I was almost never looked at by my mother other than with a cynical look.

" lh...Syafir.fix your way! don't bend that, you man! imitate your brothers, they are manly and manly.

Be aware that you have not been able to walk hard to great and your father died. Mama will definitely cross you off the family treasure list." Threatened my mother almost every time I saw my behavior that was a little weak from my brothers.

" Don't do it. Teach the child slowly...If you insist on keeping his brain dead-end, there he even more misbehavior." Papa's advice every time I find me sprayed with Carolina's mama.

" Our gentle self is like a rotten tape! Look at the result of the child being so awkward embarrassing.

I don't like boys feeling like girls! If you share the inheritance will not love him, because in religion, children

what is clear is that the genitals do not get inheritance! " Anger mom Carolina.

I innocently opened my pants, facing him on the second

my parents.

" This shafir has a clear kok ma...Even bigger than the brothers. " I said plainly. Makes my mom drool her eyes.

My papa was laughing until his narrow eyes were watery.

" If you feel like you're normal and okay, then act like a real boy! " Struthful mom who made papa stop his laughter.

" Don't ask Syafir to show his true man attitude now dong ma, later even we first get grandchildren from sibungsu. " Seloroh the papa.

The upset mother stomped her feet, then passed towards the kitchen.

My parents' house is big, though not as luxurious as the rich in the big city. Our house is among the most classy in the capital city of this district.

The large two-story house, facing the Lintas S highway, has fifteen rooms, 8 below, seven above.

European style designed house, with a page area of 50x 30. Partly for the park and part of the car park.

As a business-minded descendant of China, papa was among the richest merchants

and the most famous in this town. Starting from rubber toke, Patchouli oil, and various products of the people here, my father accommodated it. For his business, he had another large house and a warehouse, as a place to hold his merchandise, as well as the residence of his trusted employees.

Actually papa was a bit disappointed with the decision of my brothers who chose to become civil servants rather than continue the papa business. But what can be bolted, his wife even more proud of the decision of his genius children who indeed graduated easily police school and the only school of government science and like their wishes with mama.

Ever since I was in first grade High School, my first brother finished his police academy, after serving, he married a Malay girl.

While the Eagle just passed after taking various series of tests, moving places and various challenges.

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" Behold Syafir...Brother Zahran became a police officer, Brother Eagle became a candidate for government PNS. What are you going to do with your tacky style? " ask Mama still with a sneer. It seems like every accomplishment of my brothers,

is an extra list of slurs for me. But I just welcome all the mama's treatment with a smile. That's what my father taught me.

I am papa's son...But I'm useless to my mom.

After smiling, I said a word to

mamma.

" Syafir will seek heaven from mama and papa. No need to be an officer. After graduating High School Syafir will start a business that Syafir likes.

If you are an employee, there will be the task of moving around the region. If you're sick who's looking after you, if you need who to help."

My mother was silent, this time she did not make any more ticks, either my words had managed to hypnotize her I did not understand either. Though all this time he will not be easily influenced by the words of people. There was even a past burrowing into the house when the security of the house was not like now, my mother cicerewet who was not easily hypnotized. He even managed to bend the vane with the help of kitchen tools, when we were already overwhelmed with robbers who use hypnosis.

According Dr. Dafit Sieges, people who are difficult to concentrate like mama are difficult to be influenced (hypnotized).

That is what makes a Syafir never complain about the softness of his lips, as well as his chatty attitude, because according to Syafir and his papa, all must be taken positively.

" Smile it, baby...If my mom does that, it's our house!" persuade Papa that every smile of mine began to fade when many swears were directed at me from Noni with a razor sharp mouth..

All must be taken his wisdom. Also when I was kicked out of the house by my mom, after I was razed with the wankers and urns that we happened to be hanging out in the cafe stall of my friend, the first year I finished my High School.

From that pretty embarrassing incident.

When I had to be among the Gender trans. I realized who I was. When a Polwan Beautiful with her undelapnya hit every part of our body, I became aware, if I should be able to be as my mother wanted.

" I'm ashamed! the child does not know himself! fortunately your brother is of high rank, otherwise your ugly face would have become a worldwide media spectacle. You kid got it wrong! It's obvious you know your daughter's big, even making friends and hanging out with the guy! Curse my mother.

" I'm not ugly...I'm beautiful if I'm a girl. If you are a guy even handsome right. " My voice lightly which even got a loud slap from my mama.

The slap and the swipe I received that day.

I rubbed my red cheek from mama's slap. Surprisingly I didn't cry. Even my chest is pounding,

the smile of the knot is painted in my sweet lips.

I have known myself since that day.

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