Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest
Love Me
Her...
Her...
Claudia's...
“Claudia!”
“Whispering very much anyway!” I immediately exclaimed in annoyance. I was in a sleeping position, waking up in a loud voice. Who is not upset?!
Butbut wait...
Where am I at this? How is there an infusion hose?
There was a very bright light and this room was not my room. Not even a room in Mbah Rangga's house.
This where is it? My last feeling was in the grass beside the river, next to the village road, across the banana kebon.
Is this like a hospital decoration? It looks like it's in the hospital. I don't know which area.
Next thing I heard my mother hugging me so tight while crying.
I'm getting confused. “Mother why?”
“Yes Allah Thank God you are aware Arieeeeel!” isak mommy.
“I'm just sleeping, Mom,”. Yes, when I only slept for a while, he cried, like I rose from the brink of death
“You sleep three days who is not worried!” Ariel Exclamations.
Eh?
Eh? How about three days?!
“And last you convulsed! That's why I scream!” said Ariel again. He looked at me while frowning as if making sure I was in good shape.
I tried to sit down, my body ached amazingly.
Then I asked.
“What day is it?” my many. My voice is hoarse, almost out.
“Day Tuesday.”
So, I really just got up from the brink of death.
And I also breathed. The workshop is still Thursday, so I'm safe.
The problem is I don't go to work 2 days dong?!
“You don't calm down! You slept three days!!” exclaiming Ariel. He looked.well his face was annoyed as well as worried. The face he never saw in front of me.
“I know me why, Ariel, and this is not the first time.” my hiss while massaging my head.
“You sick or how?!”
“I'm not sick, if you've met him it's like this,”
“Who is he?”
“Dia,”
“Dia?”
“You don't know who he is? The one in front of the Archway!”
“Front Archway? Has anyone met you?”
“Ya obviously who's waiting there?!”
“Who? The arka? Arka pick you up? Keep you on the side of the road? Damn it guys!”
“Ha?” it's me actually dumbass. Far from the Goddess Rukmini to Arka? He should have understood that I could not get the name of Dewi Rukmini out of my mouth or that astral would come because I felt invited!
“His assholes I'll never leave a girl by the side of the road!” exclaiming Ariel.
“Then is Arka so?! You guys fighting?!” mom follow.
“Yes but don't do it too dong!”
“What kind of stamps do you have left there Ariel?!” my mother shook my body. “You don't have to see him again!”
”But I didn't see her car all the way,” hissed Ariel while looking at me.
I've been lazy to argue, my body aches.
But it's always like this when I've met. Descendants of Ranggasadono and Rejoprastowo are indeed full of Kejawen things.
I also glanced at Ariel who is still protesting about the treatment of ‘Arka’ which is actually not wrong.
“For you to look for me?” my many.
“Yes of course I'm looking for you! You stand by the roadside in front of a banana kebon with your eyes closed! I thought you fainted standing up! Pas kutepok, even jatoh!”
“Why are you chasing me?”
“Why did you ask? Basic wife tega!” yells. “Two families to the scene when you said you wanted to divorce me!”
“Oh yes, please divorce me quickly. I'm dizzy with all this..” I flicked my hand.
“Can't Claudia. We can't get divorced now.”
“Why? What else is it?!”
“Because you haven't been so ugly. Know?”
“Hah?”
“So ugly, I just divorced,”
“Go. I want to be alone.” I shook my hand at Ariel, driving her away from my room.
**
So ugly is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand to a person with a face like me. From birth I never felt dull skin.
Like most of the Ranggasadono Family, our DNA is indeed different, more youthful and acne is foreign to us. Mbah Rangga has 8 wives. 4 legally and 4 others divorced on the grounds of pressure from the community. But he still paid for it and stayed home. That's why our house is so big.
I know it's illegal. As long as it is not found out he will continue the action married no one. And all eight of his legal wives were of different ethnicities.3 from Indonesia, 5 from the west. That's why our faces are mostly blaster. From there he had 12 children. Pakde Sasongko was the first child with an American woman. He has a son named Raden Aryaguna. The baron is now 41 years old.
The second son was Pakde Suyat, the Third Son Bude Nimas, the fourth son was Alm My father. The fourth from the first wife who was Indonesian. If my cousin, Felix, Mbah Putri is the fourth wife of Mbah Rangga, an ethnic Chinese. And Hector, Mbah his daughter is a German woman, the second wife of Mbah Rangga.
I forgot after that there are other descendants of Mbah Rangga and from wives who are not all familiar because.
Clearly, there are rumors that Mbah Rangga does not fully love his wives. He is obsessed with a woman named Kencana.
On the other hand, Mbah Rejo also loves this woman, this Kencana.
But I've been searching for a week, haven't found that name on our family genealogy list.
And during that week I avoided Ariel the
YONG!!!
JRENGJEAN!! JRENGJEAN!! YREEJ!!!
It's the sound of guitar distortion
“This song we present to the class brothers..”
Ariel's Voice. Huh!
“... who is upset because the PTS value is not quite proud of parents..”.
DURUDG DURUDUG DURUDUGG!!
Drum sound.
“... May you always BE HAPPY WITH HERAAAA!”
JRENGG!! JRENGJEAN!!
“Sudaaaah, kudaki tertamiii mountain, only untuuuk..”.
Ariel's voice singing a song from the Gods titled ‘Arjuna’.
The kids were excited, running to the middle of the field.
The teachers leave the classroom and the teachers room.
Mr. Rendi came out of the 12-D class of IPS and stood leaning against the pole while covering both of his hands in front of his chest with an annoyed face.
I just stood in front of the window, with my coffee. Overseeing.
The Ketos Bhakti Putra, with a mic in front of him, accompanied by his riotous friends, brought a sound system from the art room and played an impromptu band in the middle of the field.
“I am ARJUNAAAA AAAAKKK!!”
Yeah, exciting but crazy.
As the students get more and more out of control, they move at will to accompany Ariel's singing.
I'm not even sure Ariel's fetus was planned when this song was released. Maybe even his parents have not met, still different countries.
“Yang Looking For Cintaaa,”
Ariel looked at me and pointed her index finger at me.
He saw me, but I was in the teacher's room, behind the window anyway.
“Women aaaaaaaaaak!” he shouted again, “Love AKUUUU,”
I held my fist at him and went back to sipping my coffee.
SROOOT!!
Mr. Rendi came and sprayed Ariel using APAR.
“An jeeng!!” ariel fell off the podium.
“You why my dog?”
“Not a pack, APARNYA the dog,”
“It's APAR, not a dog,” reply Mr. Rendi.
Then Mr. Rendi pointed to the Headmaster's room, ”Sign in!”
“Siap Kanjeng Gustiiiii,” murmured Ariel.
Not to forget he gave a long-distance kiss to the students, who responded enthusiastically. “I Lov U Aaaaal, follow me on-“
“INCLUDE CEPETAN!” exclaim Mr. Rendi.
“Ampun..” hiss Ariel while hurriedly entering the Principal's room.
“BUBAR EVERYTHING!!” exclaimed Mr. Rendi using the Mic that Ariel had used. All mende was legitimately disappointed.
I took a deep breath.
Yesterday he hijacked the school's computer servers until all the screens in the building turned into The Little Mermaid.
The next day he wrote the word ‘tolong’ using red paint along the school wall. After that until the night he cleaned the red paint.
Not that I don't understand the code.
The Little Mermaid's. Red Paint ‘tolong’, and the song Arjuna.
Ariel, Please Love Me.
My husband turned out to be maximal crazy...
I'm bodo.
**
