Hot DuRen (Cool Young)

Prologues

I AM SANAYA ANDINI DEWI, I am 25 years old, the first child of Mr. Hadi Kusnadi and Retno Rahayu's mother.

I currently work at WIJAYA GROUP.

My life as a child was fine until when I was 8 years old there was a new neighbor from Solo, his name was Denok Denok widow son 1, his son was my age. The people are still amazing nyebelin, if you want to be resisted by fear of sin, but if diemin kok increasingly so.

"Hoah, have changed again his girlfriend Nay, the feeling of yesterday is not that who came here" said Denok.

"It's me bik, not girlfriend" I replied.

"Huh, mosok seh? Can't believe me" she sibir.

I just sighed and immediately passed , too lazy to serve the Dhenok bik that was increasingly answered the more endless , which there was even making people emotional.

"Basn't polite, the parents again said no to horrified" he said cynically and then passed into the house.

Patience patience. My mind caresses my chest

"Lo's neighbors are weird, yeah Nay, pfft" Given said to me chuckling.

"It's not strange, but nyebelin, cook anything commented mulu not really useful, kesel iye" sukutku "sit first, want to drink what you, do you, I have cold white water as the white water anget doang at home" I asked

"Ck, nawarin's drinking intentions aren't lu Nay," Given clucked and I just laughed hearing her answer.

After putting down the ice drinks and grabbing a snack me and Given went on to discuss about all sorts of things, starting from the office business, affairs of romance he who always ends up in ghosting the same girl (basis luck lu ugly bgt Giv.haha *bad laugh) and manynlagilah anyway. After that, Given went home.

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I'm cool with my laptop, besides working in a company, I'm also a halu lovers. Haha.

I became an online novel writer, to channel my true ego, rather than wondering even fall is considered crazy mending I pour and pack in a story.

Rizwan

[yank, next week work in Surabaya, tomorrow week a day's date before I leave.]

Me

[Udah yank accepted? congratulations yes, but really suddenly the departure, this is already Friday yank, tomorrow afternoon you go home deh, all you ask permission to go to the beach, you'll be the Given, I'll be the Noah's ass.]

Rizwan 💓's

[Okee yank, yaudah I'm going home tomorrow, see you tomorrow. love you 😘.]

I just read the message my girlfriend sent me. Then I went to the next room to my sister's room.

"Nuha, tomorrow join mbak Naya yes, camping on the beach, mbak temenin, because if it's just the same bang Rizwan certainly mamah do not ngebolehin" I said.

"Yes can not be mbak, is not mahrom ya ukthy, later if the kebablasan how, if women and men duvet later the three demons "he replied

"Well even the dialogue, the inscription of Nuha, I also know why I'm afraid of you, how do you want ?if I don't want to take Septi" I asked.

"Well, you guys wash your eyes, dizziness makes a problem for children, need a brain refresh first". Noah answered excitedly.

My sister named Nuha Azizah Rahma, a teacher at the Ibtidaiyah Madrasah (MI/SD) (she continued the delayed mamah ideals, she was my favorite child anyway.

My youngest brother, Muhammad Uwais Al-Athaf, he is still in 2nd grade High School, he aspires to be an Architect, even if he has not replaced, in the past, when SD was asked, he said he wanted to be a doctor, when SMP was asked, he said he wanted to be a police officer, yes his name is still unstable.

Because he's the only son, whatever he wants is sure father and mother will follow.