My Life

september eighth nineteen eighty-five, twelve twenty minutes there was a cry of a tiny baby girl from Supriyono father and a mother who is kind and patient, in the tiny baby named Ayu Diah candrawati which means a pretty girl brilliant brains. it was me, after some five months passed from the tiny baby's mother died of skin cancer affected. had some time to feel the tiny baby drops of love and mother's milk has had to leave the baby. call it the short name ayu, ayu entrusted by his father at his grandmother's house. ayu mother at the time there are actually a family died from ayu mothers who do not have kids so want to adopt the ayu to make her son. but because of determination and tenacity of a father who did not want to be separated from her son does not allow one of the three brothers had to take a right on anyone, although his foster family.
This story is my story must have when you read it will know how difficult it is to lose a mother who is always and you may understand the desire for children.
several months passed after the death her father ayu marry again to replace his mother's care for ayu. proved wrong all the allegations do not think of surfing the ayu, ayu new mommy was just going to the same father ayu, not to treat but torture ayu ayu. ayu fathers never know if his new wife abuse ayu, eating stale rice in love, the torment of ndak could sleep in the room but other than that in heavy rain conditions. maybe this story as the story's stepmother in the television and the reader may think the story was not true, but the fact that there are very real and once because I was still alive today, where do I fight like that is not on punishment again by my Mom. at that moment a new age of 6 years ayu, ayu was tortured and what not once, never eat at you let alone cake or regular snacks like small children. all so tragic, ayu should be happier and still feel affection or attention of a mother.