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5 Psychopaths (Cute stories)
Title: 5 PSYCHOPATHs (Youth Skelptls Full of Hidden CintA) funny story
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Life is not always beautiful and the plates alone, life is like a graph, sometimes very high naiiik sometimes fall down from a height.
According to people, singles are like ice cream without a place or like a billboard without a banner, but the fact that singles are not as beautiful as dating people think, alone, free, unregulated, Really? Wait a minute all those thoughts will turn 180 degrees.
The story of 5 men, Daffie Rifky, Naufal, Timmi, Reki if asked how much they like a girl all their life and they will definitely answer sacks kayak a collection of rice in the logistics warehouse of BULOG.
Daffie is a pinter in automotiF or motorcycle modification and coolly he can change a whole bike into a skeleton, cool right? but somehow he even stranded in college majoring in management,
Oh yes this Daffie is a 2nd semester student at this campus. But after a semester he became friends with us he was cut off by his girlfriend.
There Rifky he pinter in making the relationship he also pinter in English. His initial aspiration was to become a diplomat or staff of the KBRI in the country of his dreams Denmark, probably because of the persimmons he had in the city called Copenhagen. But strangely he even entered literature, but still has something to do with English literature. He was cut off by his girlfriend because he was already dating because his girlfriend was realistic.
Naufal is a quiet and inclined toward psychopath he is smart in operating a computer especially in matters hijacking Fb and friends twitter, he actually has studied at one of the universities of technology and information, he actually has been studying at one of the universities of technology and information, well maybe because of his psychopathic instinct he wants to go to college again in the management department, he said to add insight, but it could be his cover to spread the psychopathic plague. She actually already has PDKT-an named Celia but strangely until now she still has not expressed her love (maybe she H*mo? Because he's not baj*ngan he said)
There is also Timmi, Timmi is a graduate of the famous boarding school in Indonesia he is a graduate of the Pesantren lightning cottage, wih very cool, very cool, you could say Timmi life like a child reage nyatai kayak on the beach, but if the model beach kayak kenjeran Beach. Never mind to relax, Look at it already “IIUHH..”
He is actually only single 50% because he is single only in Surabaya, that status does not apply in the unfortunate because in the unfortunate he still has a beautiful angel.
And the last one is myself Reki, a Reki is a Cuek, a poetic, humanist and a bit romantic figure. Sometimes it is always taken heart if my friends suck me, from childhood I was always obsessed with being a reporter for the Surya Post newspaper, until sometime in High School time, from childhood, so obsessed with his success so my journalist always diligently input the results of my coverage to the digital mass media “MENIT.COM” and become a short story writer (although finally more rejection letters/not yet published).
Maybe, if rated I became the number one champion as a City Journalist (journalist Citizen) in the media, but I had to bury my dream because of the choice of his father to lecture me in the department of management.
My love story is more heartbreaking than my four best friends, married by the lover when I was in High School, I was left married by a student who was 3 years older than me, currently only Arzryel, the figure of a beautiful angel, cute, irritable and charming unfortunately I still can not express it.
Our strange life story goes hand in hand with our pent-up love or romance story. Starting from being left to study abroad, to being married many times. It really is not easy to say, it could be. This is their love story.
The sun was glowing intact, yes still shy he said, but for the 5 people past 5 am they wake up, it is the same as a danger alert (warning danger) for them.
“wooyy cepetan dong, what time is it? replace the bath dong, why the old fie you really, what swimming bath?,
“iya patient dong, again at the tip of the horn nih (poop)”
“sabarr yes.”
“Why do we scream kayaking in the forest?”
“Liatin tuh Daffie shower kok long as an artist and and heuh,”
“Sabar aja, relax, rush really like people want to manten aja ki.”
“Wadauu see dong val what time is it? Half hour seven!”
Long time arguing they ended up taking a shower one by one.
Arriving at the campus muddiness the four of them is still fierce.
“Which class Classes!!”
“wadaowww My Statistics Book lags”
“Duakkk!” hehehe sorry sir the four of us are late.
“You guys again, geez don't get tired of you guys late.”
“seat!”
“Thanks sir.”
Crazy tuh lecturer, still alive only Fie, yes even though his age is already like the verses just waiting for the call waiting list aja belagu heuh! Yes already, yes have said speaking lecturer, it is calm aja.
Time goes on for about three and a half hours, time that drains us like a predatory Alien Vs movie, that is when the scene of the alien who approached the victim then held the head of his victim and sucked the power of the victim to become thin dry. Hiii..
Okay half-crazy college courses are over, the sun is shining bright but not yet hot like a Microwave that can make the imaginary princesses skin a white smooth asphalt like a motorway, being an exotic chocolate like chocolate ice pop sold at a mas bro stall, next to the campus.
When to take a breath and rest from a heart attack that almost made us die for three hours, on the sidelines there is still a scene that makes the four of us so unpleasant.
This is the melancholy rat got pa'I on this campus, he's like a mouse who keeps mating and always looking for his females, he always put out his words, as poison to every woman on campus, he said, unfortunately he was almost like the face of a Chinese wall.
After that we foraging for breakfast, because from morning we have not eaten, so the worms in our stomachs held a massive demo, even until someone burned the cars (hahahah alay really huh?)
On the way to the mabes (large meal) on the way the four of us met with Dono the mouth of the vacuum cleaner, he was like a vacuum cleaner able to suck a skirt*k friends very quickly that is 1 hour 20 cigarettes collapsed or disappeared, you can imagine if he hangs out with us 5 hours if in total 7 days with us, you can imagine if he hangs out with us, maybe we are the most distributor of rok*k in Indonesia if it is in a total of 1 year, but unfortunately it disappeared into the lungs of Dono the vacuum cleaner of this campus.
Okay finally we arrived at the mas bro stall, which is the center of snacks and souvenirs, uh wrong, this stall provides logistics on this campus, ranging from rice, Indomie, Indomie, bottled water to others.
Okay, that sacred day came - the night of the week - finally the five of us agreed to gather including Rifky. Finally the five of us gathered in a very beautiful park that is “TAMAN BUNGKUL”.
Along with the Ghosts alay who began to roam. They like to play very sadistic games and make the eyes and hearts of singles become sick like exposed to mercury, the name of the game is “Suapi I Helicopter Dong.” The way the game is:
1 Pack of jumbo fried rice.
- 2 spoons.
2 Jumbo juice.
- 1 set of plastic dining table and seating.
How to play:
Take a spoonful of fried rice, then point to the face of a female alay ghost with a little mupeng face while saying “sayang-sayang see deh Helicopter with fried rice let's mangap Aaaa?”
Since when does a helicopter carry fried rice? Helicopters everywhere always transport sembako, water, soldiers and bodies.
And every Sunday night, I always bring insto and earphones, to treat my eyes that always hurt when I see the sights of satnight and ears that are almost deaf to hear the words of affection.
This is our story of a group of young men who are always upset about his life, togetherness, warmth and laughter that we always pass five. Only our ideals are on our forehead and let this life run as it is with a million uniqueness and strangeness that exist in this world.
Finished....
The hilarious life story of: Reki ahzainal putrana
Sorry if the story is alay and messy, because the author of this is Reki single alay from the department of management. From the author, thank you...
