What should I do? Give me suggestions! I really dizzy.
When masalahku this long-drawn, and I do not find a solution soon, I fear will be a bad impact on health and kegiatanku in the community. The more permataku two of the sweet-sweet: Gita and Ragil.
But that clear, let me first tell from the start.
I was born and grew in a family-Say - adequacy. I was the face of God is beautiful and a captivating figure. Since I have a small "excellent" family. Both men also tuaku, although not memanjakanku, very menyayangiku.
In schools, starting with elementary school until high school, I --alhamdulillah also be teachers, and his friend. Moreover, I often represent the school in the race, the race and not infrequently I became champion.
When I was in elementary school I became champion dancing competition. I got some time junior cup competitions in singing. Even when high school I never read poetry competition sweep the province.
But seriously, I never dreamed I finally become artists in the capital as at present. Ideals of small-citaku I want to become a lawyer in every trial to be a star, as I often see in movies. This trouble when several new semester I lecture, I won the photo competition model. Then ditawari main sinetron and film the main preoccupation. Kuliahku is not ongoing.
As generally popular artists in the country, I became incaran companies to ad creation; requested a presenter in the event seremonial, a host on the tv-tv, rare does not even invited to the presentation in seminars with leaders intellectual leaders. The last, so I may only be a tool peminat interesting. But what rugiku? I am given the honor of origin standard, I do not care.
Kuliahku does not matter that continues, I reassure myself by saying to myself, "Ah, I do not have to learn in the study. More people are studying the edges to find the right material. I am not a lawyer and court stars, why not; not now I have become superbintang. enough material. "
Indeed, as women who have not married, I am quite proud of the kehidupanku can dikata self sufficiency. I have been able to buy their own home is quite beautiful in the area elite. Everywhere to have the car ready mengantarku. In short I can be proud to be an independent woman. No longer depend on their parents. Even now a little more I can help them in the economic life of the village. While some of his friend who has passed the course, is still neglected to find a job.
Sometimes just for fun, the parents, I invite them from the village. My mother is usually nyinyir on what kulakukan and menasehatiku this-that, now look like menganggapku are really adults. Either in reality or only way to shrink because of her son who now is completely independent living. Still always remind mothers, either directly or through the mail, is a matter of worship.
"Nduk, worship is important. Sibukmu However, prayers do not ignore you!"
"Sempatkan read the Quran which you have learned when the first village, so that is not lost."
"If you have any more food, do not forget to give charity to the poor and orphans."
Yes, the sentence-sentence such that he still often wiridkan. At first I really noticed, I even try to implement that advice, counsel, but with the increasing volume kegiatanku, after a long time I would risi ago and thought that the wind only.
Well as artists, of course, many people mengidolakanku. But there is a mengagumiku before I became a setenar now. No. He does not simply mengidolakanku. He menyintaiku limitless. This does not only show it with the almost always present in the events in which I appear, he also devoted menungguiku shoting film and mengantarku home. Not only that. Almost every day, when far apart, he was always the phone or send an SMS which is often only to express nostalgic.
Among those who mengagumiku, man this one really has a surplus. He was a successful businessman. Young, handsome, polite, and attentive. In short, I finally subdued in the face kegigihannya and patience. I successfully dipersuntingnya. I do not need to describe how gay marriage party when we are. Press memberitakannya every day almost two full sunday. Of course, the most happy is the second person tuaku really long I want the immediate end lajangku that their fears.
Thus, in the early-early marriage, all running OK. Once that honeymooners short, I am back menekuni kegiatanku as usual. My husband also did not object to. Until finally something happened that really change the way of life.
Several months after Ragil, keduaku children, was born, my husband companies go bankrupt because of the financial crisis. We, especially my husband, not ready to face the situation that this was unexpected. He was so beaten and as the loss of balance. Perangainya changed at all. He was so taciturn and easily offended. Also does not like talking first, now feels very rough and cynical. He is rarely out first night, almost every night out and a new home after the early days. Somehow what dikerjakannya out there. Several times he kutanya always grumpy, I never ask again.
Fortunately, although a bit retrograde, I still get a contract job. So, with a few saves, the needs of daily living is not too disturbed. The harmony is disturbed family relationships due to changes in behavior of the husband. It seems that what can be a problem. It seems whatever I do, one of my husband in the eyes. Instead Menurutku he would never do things properly. Fracas occurred almost every day.
At first, I concede defeat. I do not want the children witnessed their parents quarrel. But the long run I do not hold. And children also often hear the shouting from the rough mouth-mouth both their parents, something that we consider this taboo at home. God. I can not hold tangisku each gaze show no understanding of both my son watching the fracas when both their parents.
In fact often have some of his fellow artists mengajakku activities which they call as spiritual teaching or splash of water. They carry out activities that regularly take place at home and in their turns. But I am interested in joining a new start in this event after the crisis tanggaku home. Is this simply bolt or - hopefully - God is the Hidayah. Clear that I have felt such peace while in the middle of the chamber study. There is something touching kalbuku the terdalam, both when the ustadz talking about the impermanence of life in this world and eternal life later in the Hereafter, and on the death of charity as stock, and when to invite Jamaah berdzikir.
After that, I think so often. Thinking about myself and kehidupanku. I no longer serve solicitation altercate husband. Or I do not exactly have time for that. I became more diligent follow the instruction, not only held his friends artists, but also other research-including research conducted in the RT-ku. Not only that, I am also diligent reading religious books.
Waktuku also tersita by activities outside the home. In addition pekerjaanku as artists, I enjoy teaching activities. Moreover, after one of the ustadz mempercayaiku to be the "assistant"-nya. When he berhalangan, I dimintanya for the study. This is the trigger for the more industrious semangatku read religious books. O yes, I have not been told that during the time that I always follow the fashion and generally leads to the projection body attraction, I have since kepulanganku refrain from `Umrah with his friends. Since then I always wear clothes that cover muslimah genitalia. Even jilbabku then be followed by a trend among muslimat.
Concise stories;'s just as artists, I developed and improved to "community leaders" are calculated. Because many mothers who often ask about the various family problems, me and my colleagues also established bureaus such consultations that we called "Family Consultation Bureau Sakinah excellent." I also have to meet the invitation, the invitation - not simply to "come-interest" such as the first - as sources in the discussions about issues of religious, social, and even politics. Not to mention the many invitations from the committee which organized a forum intentionally memintaku just to talk about how the journey of life until the artist can be like this now.
With statusku that such social activities with the volume of such high conditions tanggaku own home life, as I already tell, of the terabaikan. I have been increasingly rare in the house. If you are at home, the more minimal perhatianku against children, especially to the husband that the only cause kelakuannya. And forthright, because of her husband, sebenarnyalah I do not kerasan again in the house alone.
Then something happened that membuatku hit. One day, unexpectedly, I find something suspicious. Husband in the room, I find lintingan reefer. I am still the only, but day-to-day next kutemukan again and again. Finally, I ask it to him. At first he was as surprised, but then confess and promised to stop it.
However, some older then I am surprised half dead. When I was a new drive will go to a business, sopirku the pack and said: "This is the property of whom, Bu?"
"What's that?" tanyaku not understand.
"This dangerous goods, Bu," sahutnya worry, "This is marijuana. When I blow out!"
"God!" I stroke my breast. Until we know the drivers have the goods of this kind. This is unreasonable.
I musnahkan goods after that, I soon find my husband and talk while crying. Again he confess and give a promise, never again touching the forbidden goods. But as I already think, after that I always find the goods in the rooms. I was thinking, perhaps a rough kelakuannya the result kecanduannya mengonsumsi the dangerous goods. I am more concerned the impact on children.
I have plainly not hold anymore. Well thought to ask the hard olehku divorce only, for the sake kemaslahatanku and especially kemaslahatan daughters. However, trends over maraknya divorce-marry among artists, especially the many fans-fansku that amazed and praise tanggaku harmonious home life. How is this when they suddenly heard - and will hear - the consultant idolanya Sakinah this divorced family? Which is more important consequences in the future daughters. I have often heard about the bad fortune that befall the children of parents who divorced. I am confused.
What should I do? Do I have to sacrifice for the sake of tanggaku home kemasyarakatanku, or should I stop for the sake of social integrity tanggaku home? Or how? Give me suggestions! I really dizzy! ***
When masalahku this long-drawn, and I do not find a solution soon, I fear will be a bad impact on health and kegiatanku in the community. The more permataku two of the sweet-sweet: Gita and Ragil.
But that clear, let me first tell from the start.
I was born and grew in a family-Say - adequacy. I was the face of God is beautiful and a captivating figure. Since I have a small "excellent" family. Both men also tuaku, although not memanjakanku, very menyayangiku.
In schools, starting with elementary school until high school, I --alhamdulillah also be teachers, and his friend. Moreover, I often represent the school in the race, the race and not infrequently I became champion.
When I was in elementary school I became champion dancing competition. I got some time junior cup competitions in singing. Even when high school I never read poetry competition sweep the province.
But seriously, I never dreamed I finally become artists in the capital as at present. Ideals of small-citaku I want to become a lawyer in every trial to be a star, as I often see in movies. This trouble when several new semester I lecture, I won the photo competition model. Then ditawari main sinetron and film the main preoccupation. Kuliahku is not ongoing.
As generally popular artists in the country, I became incaran companies to ad creation; requested a presenter in the event seremonial, a host on the tv-tv, rare does not even invited to the presentation in seminars with leaders intellectual leaders. The last, so I may only be a tool peminat interesting. But what rugiku? I am given the honor of origin standard, I do not care.
Kuliahku does not matter that continues, I reassure myself by saying to myself, "Ah, I do not have to learn in the study. More people are studying the edges to find the right material. I am not a lawyer and court stars, why not; not now I have become superbintang. enough material. "
Indeed, as women who have not married, I am quite proud of the kehidupanku can dikata self sufficiency. I have been able to buy their own home is quite beautiful in the area elite. Everywhere to have the car ready mengantarku. In short I can be proud to be an independent woman. No longer depend on their parents. Even now a little more I can help them in the economic life of the village. While some of his friend who has passed the course, is still neglected to find a job.
Sometimes just for fun, the parents, I invite them from the village. My mother is usually nyinyir on what kulakukan and menasehatiku this-that, now look like menganggapku are really adults. Either in reality or only way to shrink because of her son who now is completely independent living. Still always remind mothers, either directly or through the mail, is a matter of worship.
"Nduk, worship is important. Sibukmu However, prayers do not ignore you!"
"Sempatkan read the Quran which you have learned when the first village, so that is not lost."
"If you have any more food, do not forget to give charity to the poor and orphans."
Yes, the sentence-sentence such that he still often wiridkan. At first I really noticed, I even try to implement that advice, counsel, but with the increasing volume kegiatanku, after a long time I would risi ago and thought that the wind only.
Well as artists, of course, many people mengidolakanku. But there is a mengagumiku before I became a setenar now. No. He does not simply mengidolakanku. He menyintaiku limitless. This does not only show it with the almost always present in the events in which I appear, he also devoted menungguiku shoting film and mengantarku home. Not only that. Almost every day, when far apart, he was always the phone or send an SMS which is often only to express nostalgic.
Among those who mengagumiku, man this one really has a surplus. He was a successful businessman. Young, handsome, polite, and attentive. In short, I finally subdued in the face kegigihannya and patience. I successfully dipersuntingnya. I do not need to describe how gay marriage party when we are. Press memberitakannya every day almost two full sunday. Of course, the most happy is the second person tuaku really long I want the immediate end lajangku that their fears.
Thus, in the early-early marriage, all running OK. Once that honeymooners short, I am back menekuni kegiatanku as usual. My husband also did not object to. Until finally something happened that really change the way of life.
Several months after Ragil, keduaku children, was born, my husband companies go bankrupt because of the financial crisis. We, especially my husband, not ready to face the situation that this was unexpected. He was so beaten and as the loss of balance. Perangainya changed at all. He was so taciturn and easily offended. Also does not like talking first, now feels very rough and cynical. He is rarely out first night, almost every night out and a new home after the early days. Somehow what dikerjakannya out there. Several times he kutanya always grumpy, I never ask again.
Fortunately, although a bit retrograde, I still get a contract job. So, with a few saves, the needs of daily living is not too disturbed. The harmony is disturbed family relationships due to changes in behavior of the husband. It seems that what can be a problem. It seems whatever I do, one of my husband in the eyes. Instead Menurutku he would never do things properly. Fracas occurred almost every day.
At first, I concede defeat. I do not want the children witnessed their parents quarrel. But the long run I do not hold. And children also often hear the shouting from the rough mouth-mouth both their parents, something that we consider this taboo at home. God. I can not hold tangisku each gaze show no understanding of both my son watching the fracas when both their parents.
In fact often have some of his fellow artists mengajakku activities which they call as spiritual teaching or splash of water. They carry out activities that regularly take place at home and in their turns. But I am interested in joining a new start in this event after the crisis tanggaku home. Is this simply bolt or - hopefully - God is the Hidayah. Clear that I have felt such peace while in the middle of the chamber study. There is something touching kalbuku the terdalam, both when the ustadz talking about the impermanence of life in this world and eternal life later in the Hereafter, and on the death of charity as stock, and when to invite Jamaah berdzikir.
After that, I think so often. Thinking about myself and kehidupanku. I no longer serve solicitation altercate husband. Or I do not exactly have time for that. I became more diligent follow the instruction, not only held his friends artists, but also other research-including research conducted in the RT-ku. Not only that, I am also diligent reading religious books.
Waktuku also tersita by activities outside the home. In addition pekerjaanku as artists, I enjoy teaching activities. Moreover, after one of the ustadz mempercayaiku to be the "assistant"-nya. When he berhalangan, I dimintanya for the study. This is the trigger for the more industrious semangatku read religious books. O yes, I have not been told that during the time that I always follow the fashion and generally leads to the projection body attraction, I have since kepulanganku refrain from `Umrah with his friends. Since then I always wear clothes that cover muslimah genitalia. Even jilbabku then be followed by a trend among muslimat.
Concise stories;'s just as artists, I developed and improved to "community leaders" are calculated. Because many mothers who often ask about the various family problems, me and my colleagues also established bureaus such consultations that we called "Family Consultation Bureau Sakinah excellent." I also have to meet the invitation, the invitation - not simply to "come-interest" such as the first - as sources in the discussions about issues of religious, social, and even politics. Not to mention the many invitations from the committee which organized a forum intentionally memintaku just to talk about how the journey of life until the artist can be like this now.
With statusku that such social activities with the volume of such high conditions tanggaku own home life, as I already tell, of the terabaikan. I have been increasingly rare in the house. If you are at home, the more minimal perhatianku against children, especially to the husband that the only cause kelakuannya. And forthright, because of her husband, sebenarnyalah I do not kerasan again in the house alone.
Then something happened that membuatku hit. One day, unexpectedly, I find something suspicious. Husband in the room, I find lintingan reefer. I am still the only, but day-to-day next kutemukan again and again. Finally, I ask it to him. At first he was as surprised, but then confess and promised to stop it.
However, some older then I am surprised half dead. When I was a new drive will go to a business, sopirku the pack and said: "This is the property of whom, Bu?"
"What's that?" tanyaku not understand.
"This dangerous goods, Bu," sahutnya worry, "This is marijuana. When I blow out!"
"God!" I stroke my breast. Until we know the drivers have the goods of this kind. This is unreasonable.
I musnahkan goods after that, I soon find my husband and talk while crying. Again he confess and give a promise, never again touching the forbidden goods. But as I already think, after that I always find the goods in the rooms. I was thinking, perhaps a rough kelakuannya the result kecanduannya mengonsumsi the dangerous goods. I am more concerned the impact on children.
I have plainly not hold anymore. Well thought to ask the hard olehku divorce only, for the sake kemaslahatanku and especially kemaslahatan daughters. However, trends over maraknya divorce-marry among artists, especially the many fans-fansku that amazed and praise tanggaku harmonious home life. How is this when they suddenly heard - and will hear - the consultant idolanya Sakinah this divorced family? Which is more important consequences in the future daughters. I have often heard about the bad fortune that befall the children of parents who divorced. I am confused.
What should I do? Do I have to sacrifice for the sake of tanggaku home kemasyarakatanku, or should I stop for the sake of social integrity tanggaku home? Or how? Give me suggestions! I really dizzy! ***
WORK: A. Mustofa Bisri
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