Gusku My Husband (YES ROBB, Forgive Me Who Stirred Love - YOU. )

ch 01's.. ME AND MY CHILDHOOD.

GUS KU MY HUSBAND has entered the premiere episode under the title AKU AND MY CHILDHOOD by Author COKRO.

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لا تجر احدا على محبتك حتى ولو كنت تحبه

Don't Force Someone to Love You, Even If You Love Him......😌😌

UNDERSTAND??? (Author COKRO).

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My name is Jalaludin Ahmad Ali, I am 38 years old and I am not married..

I was born in the city of P, my childhood was spent in Pesantren.

My childhood was spent like any other village child, lucky I was able to finish my education..

Perhaps not much is known, my childhood has not been touched by the entrance of the village, for our lighting villagers hsnya using teplok lights, and public..

But that time is really what I miss, a time full of togetherness with others.still remember when I was a child, after school, after school, remember in the village about 30 years ago is very different from now.

I used to leave school without shoes because it was the state of the village like that.

Departing school while carrying a sickle is also a common thing, because what?? it is common for us, the children of the village "ngarit" is a routine activity for us. sometimes also "ngramban", in the dry season.

(ngarit is a grass-finding activity and ngramban is looking for wild foliage for animal feed).

The thing I like the most is togetherness, we are indeed village children, but don't think we are spoiled or give up on our situation,,, maybe if children now every day can not be separated from the gadget, just every day we do not lepaz from playing and learning from nature.

Unlike today's children's games that are mostly just for fun, but our games are simple games but a lot of meaning is implied in what we play.

And I see now, simple game play full of lessons and education began to displace and disappear, in place of electronic games .

But Mbah Mangun knew and never got angry, instead joined us..

Often also grilled corn from the garden of Mr. Atma, there is absolutely no anger from him. sometimes it seems to give. also the other father when there is a plant there fruit fruit buahan his just smile, because know it must be our work..

Fishing yes fishing, in addition to hobbies can also be used as a side dish..

A pleasant life, full of harmonization between its citizens.

But if one of us gets a task or is told, we always help, the term child now one eats all, one hungry together, but a lot of fullness anyway, because we have never been selfish...

Things that are difficult to find in this day and age, but not nothing, when returning to the village the atmosphere must be there,, I once drowned a "center" for a few hundred meters...

(kenter .is drifting carried by river currents).

I know at that time my friend joked, as a village boy, we can be sure we are good at swimming.

But noelalah kersane Alloh (coincidentally) I was not ready when pushed from behind, and immediately plunged into the river. because it was not ready my feet felt heavy and difficult to move.

Waduh tulung, tulung, tulung, I screamed while wandering, because the water that entered my mouth..

my best friends laugh because they think I'm just joking. And I was really drifting because both my legs were cramping and I was scared.

Actually if not panic with resting with both hands is a common thing for us to be able to swim.....

seriate..

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