I am angry. This time is A HUGE ANGER.
My laptop on my desk was still on, when I cooked dinner for Gita and myself. Gita came into the kitchen, asked me: Ibu, what is ef-yu-si-kei. I was so agitated with her question. I asked her, almost yelling how can she get that word. My raising tone frightened Gita, I guess (I’m sory, child). She said she read it on the computer screen.
Rushing I went into my room and I saw a chat log from somebody unknown – swore: ef-yu-si-kei wai-o-yu.
I don’t know who this person is. I hope this person did mistake.
But it is clear, I did mistake by letting my laptop on while Gita was around and I was not there.