My Unforgotabble Memory

My unforgetabble memory is when I don't have a brother or sister and finally has.

Since I was 7 years old, I complained to my parents for having a brother or sister. But my parents just smiled at my request. At that time i was very lonely. In my mind that being alone is bad, very bad. I always complaining when I was 8, 9, 10, 11 years old. Hhhhhh, it feels like there is no friend at home, very boring. Plus, all my friends has a brother or sister, I was getting jealous.
On July 2007, my mother said that she was pregnant. Kyaaaaaaaa (screaming), I am very glad to hear it. It is hardly wait to tell my friends that I will have a brother or sister. I really wanted a brother, really. But my mother said that men or women is doesn't matter, the most important thing is not alone anymore.

The gestation period in 1 month to 3 months do not seem a big change in my mother's belly. I treat my mother well. Prepare her foods and milk, rubbing her stomach, wiped a warm towel on my mother's belly. I also do the housework so that she does not tired. But I did not do all the housework, because I have not used at that time.

The gestation period in 4 months to 6 months of my mother's stomach has changed. And like other mothers, my mother every month to check-up to a gynecologist with my dad. But I never take her  because of my father who was banned for various reasons. Since that time I started talking to my mother's womb. I also began to see movement on the surface of my mother's belly. The womb can not be ACTIVE, "how it goes when you grow up?" Said my mother.

7 months of pregnancy I took my mother drove to gynecologist. When my mother's turn, direct the doctor to check my mother's womb. My mom says concerning that he wanted to know the sex of the fetus. Ultrasound and the doctor went on her and soon the doctor said "A beautiful". I immediately went from feeling tense to be sad because the fetus is not a man. Got home, I didn't take care of my mother as I usually do. I was disappointed with the results of the doctors who said that the fetus is a woman. That night I cry, when i consider it, it was a shame really, hahaha. The next day I accept the fact, after advised by my mother. On January 26, 2008, my sister was born in the womb of 8 months of age. When i saw my sister born, I instantly cried, looking her face similar to my face. Now my sister’s age is 8 years, her named is Risma Anggun Nuari Ali Kusuma and of course he CAN NOT ACTIVE. She very active and noisy kkkk. But i love her and my mother :)