The story of a friend and my neighbor, the story of a very moving struggle, and I know very well about his struggle because I was beside him when he was struggling. Maybe most people will look at it in the present, but they do not seem to know him first, why? Because he is poor and without parents, is it fair ?! His name is Faris, a young man left by his mother working out of town, rarely home, even very rarely, while his father is married again. Well Faris is a child of divorce, and her life is alone, without a parent who wants to nurture and teach her in life.
In his childhood, Faris stayed at his grandmother's house, but he did not seem to be part of the family, because almost every day there was no nagging and verbal abuse he did not accept, he only allowed to eat when he worked hard, his school only to elementary school, whereas grandfather her grandmother was rich. Once he followed his grandmother from his father, not even the affection he got, but verbal abuse from his uncle and aunt who happened to live there too, at that time Faris's life was very sad, the child his mother left working, and his father did not care because it was married again with other women. Stepping into his teens, Faris desperately wandered into the big city to leave his bad life with his own brother in the village, he hopes with wanderers will change his fate that terlunta-lunta it. But several times he changed jobs, still not change his destiny, he was often cheated while working, not the money he got, but instead work the salary without pay to be received. Until some time finally he decided to return to his hometown.
