
"auhch...," the sound of hana coming out resisted the blistering feeling on the back of the hand splashed with hot water from the flask.
this morning I made another mistake! pensive to spill too much water into a coffee cup.slowly fingers fingers fingers fingers lentiknya he swing to swing a spoon in a glass, stirring coffee, sugar and hot water to blend
"uh.huh...!" a person's voice came from the direction of the living room, but did not continue his words
"Hm, what?" a flat tone hana spewed at him.
"dreaming on, do not mostly daydream. later also comes."
"what! I'm not daydreaming" trying to convince herself and herself
clearly a man was half a century old, all the hair on his head had turned white but his teeth were not toothless, his old body showed many wrinkles all over the body but still looked dashing. "papahs! hana was not daydreaming." it was obvious the man in front of her was staring intensely
"dreaming isn't papa, is natural, right? don't hide it. You miss him, don't you?"
"yes, but now that this is not the coffee, I put it on the kitchen table"
if only, one day of course hana really want to not have to think about the man, surely this life will be more cheerful and excited like before, when I have never known a bachelor who just turned 24, exactly 4 months
the meeting was the first time in the office to catch criminals night and day, there used to collect and torture people incited by demons or demons.
his footsteps were so heavy that he rubbed on the office floor.
I looked at him from the seat I had not yet turned his head.he had smiled kindly at the first encounter as soon as he saw me sitting facing the door, stepping in from outside the door. making myself blush embarrassed because he misbehaved he knew that from far away I looked at him from behind the glass, hearing the sound of footsteps approaching
it is clear from the look on his face that he has liked me since the first glance. "hem,hemh" I let out a sweet smile without dimples and he returned a smile that said "Ha.ha...!" with raised eyebrows, the thought of me only giving a smile is not a flirting joke
if it wasn't for school, I wouldn't have come and sat in that shitty office chair.
everyone I walk around in the office in a uniform, they they look similar wearing thick cloth trousers then on each side full with pockets not left two behind and two on the right left below the waist. but his clothes seemed to remember there were no pockets and long sleeves up to the wrist
all I know is I'm sitting in an office because I need to graduate school. also I know this office to take care and gather all the members of the most apparatus to overcome in the event of chaos and sudden demonstrations
it does not feel the sun rising above the head indicates that it is noon, why am I a home child if it is not possible that this drowsiness will not spread throughout my body, I would love to lay down my body and body in a comfortable soft mattress
trying to resist sleepiness, I stared at the television screen that was broadcasting my favorite cartoon show, a blue cat chasing a light brown mouse.
if only that man who I did not know his name did not immediately leave after chatting to his coworkers, would now be able to know and remember the name on the right shirt of his
"sucks" I snort annoyed because I'm the only one who doesn't have any friends.all the schoolmates are in pairs, but because our numbers were odd so I didn't get any friends for one office working vocational practice.
the day passed, with tired bodies moving home. "tomorrow to go again!" the voice of the man screaming from inside the office reminded her not to ditch.
"yes, brother" is lazy to reply!
arriving at home hana immediately say hello then open the door, remove the footwear enter the two-wheeled vehicle with a meticulous engine, then immediately change clothes. take a plate and a glass of water, open the rice cover "my stomach is rumbling kruyuk.krucuk..krucuk...krucuk.., appendix really starved" hiss hana like a child who is still sitting on the bench Kindergarten.
hana is a diligent girl, after having changed her clothes to clean the sweeping of the yard of the leaves fall out. in the afternoon before magrib hana really likes to sit on the porch of the house, spend some quiet time enjoying the natural comforts that God has created on earth