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DRAMA KALI YOU
The sun is still not up yet but I have been working non-stop, twins continue to cry from now on, all the ways have been done all the way but until the Adhan will be given they have not just calmed down.
My anger is growing, now I really want to chop up the Bangka situation with meat grinding until it is really smooth.
Don't know how hard I've been coping with the twins, if you want to help ma okay so I can breathe a little softly well this is increasingly hard on the back of twins then the screams are also increasingly heard filling the apartment until this morning drama just ended when the twins really sleeping, the sound of the lion roar was gone.
Basic man lustsuan is not useful, he knows just ngamilin his mother doang pastekdung he throw eghhh pas his son brool want him to throw too, too, I suspect that the man may be when the division of conscience he is absent and pas dilirkan in the world his brain left in the WC fitting bathed nuns so that's how he who has no heart and conscience million brained dirty taii kayaking.
With a feeling of arrogance I finally still do everything until maybe because of tired or pity to me they finally fall asleep peacefully, really see them calm so adorable and cause affection to be loved.
It felt like between really wanting to make the man sing in front of me begging for forgiveness because of all the burdens he gave me, it felt so heavy the burden of my life that I wanted to roar to take care of the misfortune that I always experienced.
the world is so cruel to me, not yet lost eghhh arise other more severe problems, this is also the problem of other people so pretentious I face the problems of others, other people, my own problems do not end.
Drowsiness has been very domineering but the call muezzin has been heard I finally forced myself to face the divine dawn and after the jam I was only able to lay down my body for a while until the dream really accompanied me for a moment.
I don't know how long I fell asleep because suddenly the sound of nature disturbed the dream and shocked me to return.
The hour hand had shown at 08:25 suddenly my consciousness if I was a worker with a stagger I step towards the room of the ibjis and then like a fire people keep the door open ceaseless.
At that time the old man came out with a face that was no less scary than the moster, stared at you intensely even seemed to kill me in a moment.
To get rid of my fear I said “sorry sir, 9 o'clock I have a meeting in the office and 10 o'clock I have a meeting with the company brawijaya grup” said with a little caution.
“we're late and it's all your fault”
“Tell me if you're tired of them”
“mean father?”
“let me alone get rid of them”
Hearing that sentence immediately my anger suddenly peaked maybe because my sleep was not good or maybe I was getting angry over my bad luck this time so I once again approached him and said
“entah what is the content of the brain of the father who is clearly not worthy to be called man”
“you sure”
“very” challenge.
“hahahah, then I what do you think”
“dajj”
“hahahaha” the sound of his laughter was more echoing and frightening then this time he was leaning back until our faces aligned and with a quick movement reached my face, not until there because now his lips were above my lips.
His kiss was so rough even I felt the blood on my lips, I had tried to clash but he hugged me until as hard as I fought still I lost.
My breath was broken and the man let me go. I sat down limp and continued to catch my breath while he, he smiled with great satisfaction at me who was already crying tears in front of him.
I was still unable to use myself but he had already wickedly passed by, He re-entered his room not forgetting to slam the big door right in front of me.
