INDIA'S

Fadwa STORIESThe wind blew hard as I pedaled faster miniku. Village streets filled by men; both women, men and children. Those who pass this way must be because there is a business or destination. So am I. My purpose today is my house. Simple house was the only house that is not fenced in this village.When I got home, I rushed memakirkan bike properly. Mama was watering the plants."Sawa and Fadwa here earlier. They're waiting in a tree near the river. "Mama told me. I was about to run into a tree near the river in the mean mama earlier, but the index rose memberhentikanku Mama. "But remember, do not play into the river!"I nodded. After it ran down to the river. If starting from the house, the river was located in the right direction. Located quite close. After passing through four parcels of land along the 50 meters, the river was already visible. I hurried toward the trees.There is a lot of trees. Which trees in Sawa mean?Pluk! A walnut kernels are lightly hit my head.I looked up."Naina .... !!" Sawa and Fadwa laughter followed. I laughed. Apparently there is little tree house on a tree. Sawa and Fadwa were there. Their heads poking out of the window.Both my friend had entered. Where I can get up there?"Naina. Here! "Sawa pointing at something behind him. I walked over to where the designated Sawa. Behind a tree. Ooh, it turns them up with a rope ladder!"You could be right, Naina ....?" Said Sawa."Can not," I continue to trample rope laddersOnly 10 seconds, I got to the top. Sawa applauded. "... Hooray! You can Naina! "Sawa cheer."Yes, you're great. We just had been carried away by her uncle Ersen, "Keira added.I shook my head. "No. I'm not great. I am already big. I was ten years old. So I could climb these stairs alone, "I lowered myself."Oh yeah, who made the tree house?" My eyes swept around. Look around the tree house. While hearing Fadwa. Say Uncle Ersen which make it for us. Oh, uncle Ersen. No wonder tree house is very nice. In addition, there are settings of other items as well. As a small table, light candles, and beautiful paintings. On a small table, was a picture of me, Sawa and Keira together."Uncle Ersen make this for us?" Eyes rounded in amazement and disbelief. Keira nodded. On second thought, no wonder Uncle Ersen made us a tree house, because he is a good man. "Your father is very well Sawa!"Sawa smiled with pleasure his father praised. Ersen uncle was the father Sawa."Sitting on his balcony, yuk!" Keira pointed to a small door. There are two small doors there. One entrance to the tree house, one more to go to a small balcony. Wow cool. This small tree house was no balcony!The three of us sat down, so that our feet may be swayed.From here, we can see the sights of this village. Merkha village. Rows of houses, trees, cottage, can be seen. There is a terraced house, there is also no terraced house. A house without a fence is also visible. That was it my home. But you do not look over there.In the distance, there are areas that greenish there. I asked what the yellow-green color. Keira replied, it was grassland. Also the border area villages and rural Merkha Baale.I nod. Now I see it. Perhaps because of its location away from home. Besides, I never go far from home. I just left to walk to the shop to buy Mom cooking purposes, or to the right to school. The most far is to the city. And that's the right direction from the house. If left, the closest, yes, to the shop or home Keira."You know, why our village Merkha village name?" Keyla asked suddenly.I and Sawa shook in unison."Tell Keira. Why Merkha name of our village? "Sawa was interested.Keira suck smile before telling him. "You want to know? OK. I'll tell you. ""Merkha is the name of the founder of this village. She was an orphan girl as age 15 years. At that time he was in college. Merkha smart girl, so she was in college 15 years old.Once at her parents lived, Merkha alone in Salanpur. Initially, he did not live here. Away from the region. ""So, then, how can Merkha live alone?" Sawa grab."Sawa, Merkha is a big girl. Surely he could face life. Hence, Merkha start looking for work. Although many places were already full of employees-no jobs at all, Merkha not despair. He kept walking, looking elsewhere. He came here. There is a small food stalls, which happen to need artisan cooking. Their chef who used to fall sick. Merkha offered. But he was in the first test by the owner of the food stalls. Fortunately, Merkha cuisine preferred by the owner of the tavern. He also received.The food stalls were really lucky. Very Good luck! Since Merkha cook in there, a lot of people are coming. Because the demand-sweet, the food stalls to expand its business. Merkha bigger salary. And that he could pay his own tuition. ""Merkha great ... !!" Sawa looked amazed."Listen to the story of the sequel Sawa. You'd be amazed-amazed you later! "Keira smiled. "Merkha've got the title of S1. He may be the scholarship S2 and S3 because of his intelligence. After 10 years of college, he worked as a doctor in a hospital. Half a year later, he was in applying by an architect. Architect was called Gupar. They got married, and got a boy named Raal.There ideals want Merkha realize. That set up a small hospital. Which the hospital was free to the poor. Gupar support the ideals Merkha. They work together to open the hospital. Because Gupar an architect, he who designed the building. Two months the hospital has been completed in the wake. The hospital was le-snapped once at home, Nai. "Keira end the story with me. I am surprised. My house used to be a hospital? Oh no. It gives me the creeps.But I calmed down after Keira explained. "The hospital was on the side of the house. Merkha house that's home with his family. Sorry, I just remembered. "Merkha My house is your house? I do not believe. My house is not fenced and terraced houses Merkha it? Is not it rich Merkha after marrying Gupar? Then, why the house Merkha so simple?Better ask this to my mother.~"Assalamu'alaikum, ma ...!" I went into the house. It was already noon, so I and two of my friends was disbanded. During the day the sun really sting. It could be me and Keira Sawa increasingly black or white to black."Wa'alaikumsalam, Naina. Come on, boy, eat first, "I came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of rice in curry kuahi. He told me to sit on the couch with him. Told me to open my mouth. His hands were filled with food stall close to my mouth. In fact, I want to ask about Merkha. I opened my mouth was forced to one mouthful."Mamha, aknu bonleh nanya didak?" My language is indistinct because a mouthful of rice."Tsk, do not talk while eating. Not good. "The second mouthful about to enter. "After eating only nanyanya, yes dear."The second mouthful about to enter. I refuse. I pushed my hand softly. Mama frowned, puzzled."But I'm curious Ma. Just for a moment I asked, "I pleaded. Looks like Mother receives. He nodded at me. Told me to say it."That Fadwa tells the story of a girl named Merkha. He is the founder of this village of Bu. Is it right?" "Yes yes. Mama already know, Naina, "Mama nod-nod."Then, he said, this house is a house Merkha bu! Former home Merkha! What is told Mrs. Fadwa has not it? "Mama did not answer. The look on his face like thinking. But soon she replied, "I do not know, mama do not know. Maybe your father knows. Well, now ... "mama stirring the rice. His hand toward my mouth. "You eat first, okay honey."I smiled wryly own. Obeying mama. Opened his mouth.*Mom was not native Indians. Country of origin is Singapore. Mother studied at the University of New Delhi. That's where the father and mother met. But people here think Mother Indians. I think hell too. Beautiful mother. She also has an Indian name other than the name of his country. Yojha Amshan Bathiveia. Amshan Bathiveia is my father's name.And I, Naina Amshan Bathiveia.This afternoon was long for me. Maybe because I can not wait for my father to go home. It is two o'clock in the afternoon. While the father go home at six o'clock. I kept waiting for a seat on the couch. Huuhhh!"Honey, your homework have you done yet?" My mother's voice sounds coming from behind the house. He was hanging clothes.I remembered PR. It feels lazy to do it. Later that night the I could do."Naina?" My mother's voice is getting stronger."Tonight only bu!" I shouted.But Mrs. force. Me do now. I stood annoyed. Moving into the room with the heart is not happy. I was forced to do homework with.And I complete homework without thinking. Origin of origin only. After all, it can be repaired later that night. I sat on the sofa back."Unfortunately your homework already?" Mom came with congenital basket in hand. I nodded. Smile. Mother came into my room. I do not know what she would like. Either would clinch clothing or checking homework.Mother true check my homework. Mother nag-nag. Angry look perfunctory answer and untrue."Taj Mahal is in Salanpur. The sun rises in the West. What is this?! What you do not know the answer or story that makes you Merkha answered carelessly? "Mom threw homework books on the desk in front of me. His face was furious to see me. "What should forbid-mu mama playing with Keira? The stories make you ignore the command mama! "I looked down. Sad. Not wanting banned playing with Keira and Sawa. I do not want to make her mad like this. Mama wants a gentle face like this morning.A tear fell into my pants. I cry. Cried silently.Mama hugged. Turns out Mama was sad to see me. Mama's hand gently stroked my back. "Yes, I have, dear. Do not cry anymore, "Now mama quiet voice. Wiped tears from my cheeks gently. And kissed my forehead. Hugged me. Stroking my hair."You know dear? His father had met mama Sawa. He said he made a tree house for you, for Sawa, and to Keylla, "the story of Mama stop the tears slowly.Although I already knew, I did not tell my mother. Saying that I already know. But I did not say anything. Continue to hear stories next mama."Sawa was at his side at the time. Sawa says, 'My father is odd, Bibi. Make a tree house is not at the right time. It should make her father the day of my birthday, birthday Naina, and the anniversary Keylla !! ' "Mama Sawa with a funny voice mimicked. I chuckled softly. Amused at two things. Funny because Sawa said like that. And amused because mama imitating the sound of Sawa."So he said, honey. Sawa think something you want in a present for someone to be on birthdays. Mom and dad Sawa laugh. She laughed, so toothless visible. Mama melucuinya no idea when it was. Mama says, 'small Sawa, what you ate of the tree house? Evidence increasingly toothless teeth! "The three of us laughed, Naina. Sawa was funny. He did not get angry, sulk or sad that even though mama told her, "Mom laughed sidelines. And I laughed out loud now."Sawa replied again to mama. 'But aunt! It was not me who eat it. But grandma! Because dental grandmother is not there anymore. Definitely grandmother, Bibi! ' "My stomach hurt from laughing. Geez! Sawa ridiculous. Why would he say his grandmother eat the tree house?"How cute he is dear. Mama to tears was so amusement, "Mom said again after a laugh. I'm really glad it is told funny stories Sawa. The tears had dried on the cheek. I'm not sad anymore. Mama really great, can either eliminate grief.Nothing was already three o'clock. I'm getting sleepy. My eyes glazed. I yawn. Mama led me to my room. I lay down on the mattress. Mama raised the blanket for me. Stroked my head. While singing a soft roll, until I fell asleep.Mom turned off the light. Out of the room.~LETTER OF MOTIVATIONThe next day, in the morning at home Bathiveia.Today I woke up at six. I immediately took a towel and went to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, I'm ready with school uniforms, backpacks, socks and shoes.I, father, and mother gathered at the table for breakfast. Our breakfast together. Bread, butter and a glass of milk."Fast finish your breakfast Naina. Today the father had to leave quickly, "the father rose from chairs. Wiped his mouth with a napkin.I nodded. Feasting on the last piece of bread, and drank the milk white. Mama help me clean up my mouth.I went first to the car.Mama put plates and glasses of milk breakfast to the former washhouse. Her face would be something like restless. From behind the wall, the father appeared."Ah, I forgot to take my watch Yajha. Bring me my watch on the desk in my office, "the father fixing his tie. Mama by, nodded. Immediately take the watch in father's study."This," mama gives silver watch to his father. Sigh. Dad looked at Mom surprised while wearing his watch."You what?" Eyebrow father riding next. "You look worried. There was Yajha? "Mama sighed again. "I'm worried about our daughter. He can be a story about the founders of this village of Keylla. Since then he became curious. He asked me that. He said our house is the former home Merkha. And I said, I do not know. Father knows it. After that he faithfully waited for your return on the couch. I was told to do homework, and in kerjakannya forced. The answer is one-one all. Actually, who is he? Please explain each Naina who he is. I'm afraid he's so undisciplined, not listening, not ... ""Yajha. Calm down. I know who Merkha, "father cutting words mama. "But later that night. After I got home from work. Oh yeah, um ... Can you clean the barn out back? Just stacking books. I'll move the table there. "Mama nodded again. Dad then said goodbye, say hello. Entering the car.I do not wonder why he long ago emerged from the house. Importantly, re-inflates mama smile at me. Mom waved at me. I was waved hands while smiling happy.Glad to see mama smile.~Yellow school bus stopped in front of my house. I got off the bus, then the same moment berdadah-bye friends. After that I entered the house. Of course with a greeting. I immediately find mama."Mama ...?" I looked into the kitchen. There was no one there. Dressing room, room mama-papa, my room, backyard, mama there no balm. "Mama? Mama where? "I strengthen my voice."Mama in the barn ...!" Shouts a familiar voice. Sounds mama. I hurried to go to the barn. The distance is not far from the backyard.It is true, there is a mother who was cleaning the books and old stuff in the warehouse. Dust steaming. Mama mencadarkan his face with a napkin. I did not find a cloth or towel to cover my nose. Finally arm kumanfaatkan into masks."Mama, please do not in the dust duster again .. a lot," I said. Mama saw me. Stopped work."Why mama clean out the garage?" I'm hands on her hips. Sweeping view of the entire warehouse. Many items worn outspread. There are watches, headbands, pens, dolls and more."Dad asked. Dad wants to put a table here. So little mama must clear this barn, "mama raised a pile of books to the pile of other books. "Help mama dear arrange his books."I nodded. Agree. I started to take a one-two-three books long ago menimpakannya to the stacks.In my right is still a lot of books were scattered. Well, turns out it more warehouses storing books. I membongkari jumble of books. A colorful book orens flickering attention. I took the book, opened the sheet-sheet. The pages that contain writings that have been blurred. I'm less able to read it.Suddenly a folded piece of paper fell on my thigh. I was a little shocked, surprised. At once curious. I opened the paper folds. No article! Posts faded as well. But there is a strange word in the writings. I squinted. Trying to read the word.My eyes are rounded after reading short sentences: Merkha. Merkha G. T "Mama! Mama! Look deh ma! "I'm excited to tell mama. Brandishing the paper. Mama obviously confused look tingkahku. "Mama, mama can read this?""What memangnya Naina? What's wrong with this piece of paper? "Mom frowned. Taking the paper out of my hand."On paper there was the word Merkha G.T. Merkha name ...! "Mama is getting surprised after I explain. Mama researching reading the paper. "The grandmother, Merkha G.T." The poem said it alone makes us confused."Assalamu'alaikum, my grandchildren. Grandma just want to give a motivation for you. Do not let ... do not be despair in achieving a goal."Because despair is not good. He can make you break up the road, and even made a retreat. Keep ... what's this? Oh. Continue to live life even though it was bitter. Make it sweet with effort and hard work. With affection and optimism. Imagining that good."The proof is my life I during the first girl. I did not give up and keep trying. Eventually I became like this. I could have titled S3 and become a doctor. Being a rich man. Realizing my dream is to open a hospital.That's all.Merkha G.B. "
 Me and mama each other face-gaze. Grandmother? My grandchildren? Is that the intent is the father?"We are waiting for dad tonight, yes. Dad knows everything. Dad knew who Merkha. "The letter was folded again by mama. Then Mom got up. Arrange the books back.I started to protest, but mama cut, "Now, we eat first yes. Already one o'clock tuh. Oh yes, please go to the tavern boy? Rice we run out. "I nodded slowly.~The sun was in the western horizon to the time sank half an hour. I was playing jump rope on the home page. When the father's car appeared from behind the house next door.I stop the game jump taliku. Choosing welcoming father. Moreover, there are important things you should ask the father."Where mama boy?" The father kissed my forehead. Embracing my shoulder for us to enter the house."It seems like in the kitchen. Again prepare dinner. ""You're home look like?" Mama figure appears behind the kitchen curtain. "The sound of his car did not hear at all.""Well. The car was just out of doorsmeer. I booked in with him so that smoothes engine sounds, "explained the father, putting his briefcase. Meanwhile, I rushed to the barn. Taking note Merkha. The letter was in place the thumb on top of a pile of junk."Father! You know? Me and mama found a letter from Merkha! From grandma !! Look! "I had a scene showing the letter paper. Cut the story mama. Father distracted me. Read the letter. Father thick eyebrows puckered form a line on the forehead."Who is he my husband? Did not you know her? "Mom asked seriously."I know him?" I was shocked. Did not expect. Merkha know my father, the founder of the village ...!"Yes, I knew him. He's grandmother. I mean ... not original grandmother. Em ... should explain after dinner alone, "the father turned to mama. "Dinner is ready, right?"~Seven o'clock, after our family prayers in congregation Maghrib. I, father and Mama gathered in father's study. It turns out there are many secrets there. Bativeia secrets about the family, and especially Merkha.Dad put a thick book that the cover on the desk. There posts: MERKHA TYERENSID"So," father to open the chat. "Merkha is my grandmother. I mean .... I and my daughter still descendants. In this letter, no word Merkha G.B. Habits grandmother was abbreviating his name in letters or writings. G is Gupar while B is Bativeia. Merkha Gupar Bativeia. You know Yajha? Gupar Bativeia is the name of her husband ... ""Then who is the child?" Mom interrupted."Her son Raal. Naina, you already know of Keylla not? Besides Raal, there are actually other children. Shestee and Malo. ""Shestee instead of mother, husband?" Mama inner surprised.Dad nodded. "Correct. That's why I had descendants Merkha. I'm his grandson. And Naina was her great-grandchildren. "I quietly digesting dad's words just now. I am a child of grandchild Merkha? That means: Merkha my grandmother.I do not believe.Amat not believe. "Continue? How about this house well? Keylla say, our home Merkha former home, "I insisted."Oh. Yaa. Keylla was said was true. This first home Merkha. Great-great-grandfather was indeed remarkable. He remains modest despite his wealth a lot. Treasure it even many donated to the poor or orphans. Many do not believe that this is the home Merkha. After my mother, uncle and uncle Malo Ral adults, Merkha bequeathed her home to my mother. I do not know I mean grandmother. Because I think this house is more suitable given the Ral uncle, because he was the first child's grandmother. ""Then uncle and uncle Ral Malo moved to Mumbai. Grandmother remained in Salanpur, but moved a bit away from here. I know all this from my mother. ""Why call your grandmother in the village founder's husband?" Asked Mom. "Long story. Might require an hour to tell you. ""It's okay Well! Just tell me! "I said a little pushy."Naina. Dad does not have time for it. Dad still has a lot of work. Sometime yes son, "the father rubbing my head smiling. I mmerengut not satisfied. "Oooh .. if you must know, too, the father remembered something. Grandpa made a biographical story of the grandmother in a book. It was black. There is writing on the cover. I forgot his writings. In gudanglah you can find it. "Dad closed the tome that reads Merkha Tyerensid her. Mama told me out of the room. I is somewhat hesitant want to follow mama. But look at the father appears indifferent, finally I was forced to join mama.~There is still a question in my mind-even though the father had to explain a lot. All I could think was, why his grandmother gave him to his mother's father? Should the child first. Father to his uncle. Especially her dad's just a woman. How strange! Which given the legacy of the man!I think the grandmother is very strange.Confusing!A moment later, I do not think about it anymore. Asleep in my afternoon nap.~



FAMILY GRANDMA Sesthi
Sebulan already passed. This month is no different than last month. Alternation months did not change me confused about the story my grandmother told my father the other day.I never asked the mother before the second month of admission. "Why grandmother gave it to her father Ma? Should not you, given in his uncle's father! That's not fair name. ""Oh God ... dear. Why do you have to think about it? It's not important to you. Anyway Naina. Better you help mama cook. Or go study. "It was an answer mama.I sigh.One Sunday morning, when we invited me and mama dad walks into the arena seuah refreshing, father delivered a newspaper. The news was encouraging for the mama, but menyediahkan me.Dad and Mom would go umra.I frowned as he heard the explanations father. "I see a savings father and mother had enough. So heed my father the money to go umrah. But unfortunately, the money was enough for dad and mom, kid. "Mama looks very ... .senang. Many times the mother had given thanks. I'm just a little excited. What saddened me was because I was not allowed to participate. I will be rested at his mother's father. In fact, I wanted to feel the plane and also seeing the Kaaba. Zam-zam water to drink. Eating dates. Nuts. Definitely good.Huh.~
 The next week. Dad and mom today will go. Together with Turner's uncle (father's brother) I drove my father and mother to the airport. After giving many messages to me, and I kissed their hands, the father and mother into the area plane. I can not see it. With a heavy heart I followed Turner's uncle who took me home."Welcome home, dear ...!" Rasheka aunt (uncle's wife Turner) greeted by a very friendly. Rasheka aunt hugged me, took me to the dining room. At the dining table already served the food. "You must be hungry. Let's eat first. ""Not Bibi. Thanks. I've eaten together with Turner's uncle said, "I refuse smooth. Bibi Rasheka bit annoyed. Nagging uncle Turner, for taking me eating in the restaurant. I was amused to see it."Then, do you want this potatokaria potatoes? As a snack, "aunt Rasheka hand thrusting a snack pack of fries."Um ... Okay. Thank you aunt, "I said, receiving the parcel. Bibi Rasheka smiling, into the kitchen and returned with a glass of water. For me. I say thank you again.Bibi Rasheka think is the aunt of the most excellent of all my aunts. He was empathetic to all her nephew. Maybe it was because she did not have children. So he considers his nephews is his son.I'm not too often to grandma's house Sesthi. My father took the roads only during the long school holidays. In this house are placing live only five people, namely the grandfather, grandmother, uncle Turner, Bibi Rasheka and their aides, Bibi Zidh."Here you have no peers. So ... Bibilah is your friend. You want to Naina? "Asked Bibi Rasheka. Indeed, he is concerned about me.I nod, smile."Well ... then ... we play what?" Aunt Rasheka looked thoughtful. Forefinger holding the chin."How about a monopoly?" I suggested."Ah ...! Really! Monopoly! Good, I'll take! "Aunt Rasheka rose from his chair. Stepping into the front room. I'm waiting for him. One minute later, he came out of the room. Looked confused. "Strange. Monopoly was not in my room! Who moved it? "He confused himself.Suddenly I remembered the story Merkha grandmother. Do you think you know the story Rasheka grandmother? Oh, yes! Shestee grandmother would know better! However, Turner's uncle said earlier, my grandmother was sleeping. Average grandparents are out."Hem, Bibi! No need to play Monopoly deh, "I said, making Bibi Rasheka not so into the living room. "Why?"".... Oh yes, bi! I want to ask something to the aunt! Very important!"Bibi Rasheka sitting beside me. "About what? Say! " 'I smiled before starting to say. "You know not, whose name Merkha grandmother?""Sure aunt know Naina. It was his grandmother's uncle Turner and also your father! "Bibi eyes Rasheka spin up. "What about it?""Dad says father's house was the former home of the grandmother, and also the former home of the grandmother Merkha? According to the aunt how? ""Why do you ask my dear? Em .. But, if you ask for opinions aunt .... According to the aunt ... what is it? "Aunt Rasheka scratching his head. "What's Naina? Aunt confused thinking about it. ""Why aunt confused?" I wonder."Yaaa .... Strange according aunt. Because aunt thought something like that's just a matter of course. A mother gives her home to her child. "
 Explanation aunt did not make me satisfied."You know, right? If the grandmother also had two brothers. Malo grandfather and grandfather Ral. Instead of the more appropriate if the grandfather or grandfather Malo Ral provided in the house? Because, they're men. Right aunt? "Rasheka aunt saw me smiling. His hands pinching my cheek softly. Gemas. "You're right Naina.""Then why Merkha grandmother gave it to grandma?""Maybe, grandmother Merkha has reason aunt and you know."Bibi Rasheka embrace my shoulders, showing familiarity. I kept smiling. Because aunt Rasheka could always make me feel funny and happy. We are told in the room. Many things. About she had no children, about Turner's uncle, aunt Zeidh, and lots more.Night arrived. I slept with my aunt Rasheka. The main cause for Turner's uncle came home from work very night. After me, grandma, grandpa, aunt Rasheka dinner together, I took the book story.Suddenly the door opens kamarr. A woman and a white-haired little bit wrinkled face appeared behind the door frame. He wore a long sari. Grandma Shesty."You're here my dear?" The grandmother approached. I nodded. Kissed grandmother's hand."Oh yes, grandma wants to say something. You must be happy, "said the grandmother. I thought, what will tell grandma?"Tell me, Grandma," I said."Naina, congratulations yes.""You will have a new brother or sister. Mama confirmed pregnant by a doctor. "The sentences are not making me happy. Amaattt ... but it makes me happy. My heart seemed to flowery. As life expectancy is longer. Imagine if later I had a sister. I ... I can play, joke, tell him."That was your father's phone. Father mama stories often nauseous lately. Because it was my father brought mom to the hospital. And mama positive for. Your father said the father and mother still will umra. Most only mama who does not carry out the pilgrimage. Next week, they will go home, "said the grandmother again. "Are you happy?""It's great grandmother," I said in the follow nod.Grandma smiled, then left the room. While in the room, I'm delusional-delusion and smiled to himself. You must know how it feels when you have a new baby. Very nice is not it? That's how I felt today.Until Rasheka aunt entered the room and put me to bed, then I stop my imagination.~PHONE OF MAMA
Today I was invited aunt Rasheka to the shopping center. We just ride public transportation to get there, because Turner's uncle could not take us. He was very tired because home from work late at night.In the shopping center, aunt Rasheka not many buy goods. He bought a few pieces of sari, sweatshirts men, and some jewelry. I also offered the toy. I rejected the offer was not at all. Time passes arena game, I was interested. Bibi Rasheka immediately bought a ticket to play for me. Obviously I'm happy. Thank you, Aunt.It's been more than an hour we were both in the shopping center. I and aunt out of there. We waited three-wheeler through. Then stop the three-wheeler and headed back home.~At noon, we had lunch together. This afternoon as my grandfather used to go out for lunch stall Rasheka-aunt told me. Be, I, grandmother, aunt and uncle Rasheka Turner are at the dinner table.We eat in peace. Enjoy the food respectively. But I'm bothered him from choking. There are foods that are not refined chewed. Aunt busy Rasheka immediately gave me water. I immediately drank."Slowly," the message reminded grandmother. I nodded, and then back to eating.