I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOT YOU

I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOT YOU
Part 5's



POV ANNA DIANA'S


Being a Buzzer Pay is now my regular job in cyberspace because selling a game only adds a little income. Tonight I got an inbox from someone I didn't really know, like he used to assign me to post his posts. If he manages to break through ten thousand likes then he will pay me.


Immediately I copy the paste and put the writing into the group Community Can Blaspheme. In an instant it turned out my post was immediately approved as usual by the admin and moderator. The origin of this writing reeks of invading governments will surely be maintained and those in favor will soon be expelled from this blasphemous community. Haha...


Actually I want to be a Buzzer in this group just to destroy the country led by the current president. If this country is destroyed then our goal in this community will soon be to realize the caliphate even though we have not been able to explain who the leader will be and how the system of government will be. Moreover, in this group we can be as content to insult the president and his supporters without feeling guilty as we are the owners of the keys of heaven. Outside of our class, she is a potential inhabitant of hell including Mama Siska and the liberal neighbor I live in today.


But in this group of course there are rules not to condense the writing if caught then the moderator and admin have the right to humiliate and bully. Here we are taught to be the heart must not be a Fairy Godmother to support the victims of bully. I finished editing some typo and reread it. This is the writing I posted and was immediately commented on in large numbers.


***Novel Revealed, Jiwasraya Went


Previously wanted to congratulate the apparatus who managed to uncover and catch the hard water sprinkler Novel Baswedan. After waiting almost three years. It turns out the police are active. What was the motive for the police attacking him? Just ask the swaying grass. Don't ask me, especially your majesty. The answer is none of my business.


The arrest of the Novel baswedan perpetrators continues to decorate our national media. Until the bankruptcy of the psyche because of the corruption of tens of trillions made by elected officials who were questioned ageong, disappeared from the media. Like there is no voice of the SOE minister and the party who insists on anti-corruption. How to make a sound, if it offends him.


As always, there are always new scenarios to cover something bigger and more urgent. If there is an Oscar award in the funny category, maybe the state apparatus is the winner.


Novel Baswedan attacker was caught he said. How is Dewi Tunjung saying she lied about the attack?


The end of the word I want to say that good people choose good people is just funny. The true fellow thieves must protect each other. Your fate jiwasraya, following garuda and krakatau steel. What else next?


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Risma Ade


indeed the snapper in the lid ehhhhhh that pa Novel appeared again it was a sketch of the face whoaaaa yaaaaa yng know???.


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Maryam Mutu Manicam


Sjyak-yak'o....


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Cat Serayu


How is the goddess of the headland?


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Ayumina Yuan's


Dazed, confused, personal grudges he said ... The novel asks what revenge ...


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My efforts succeeded in an instant I received an SMS notification from M-BANKING stating money of Rp. 1,000,000.00 has come in from someone who told me to. Since my divorce from Abu Fauzan, I have worked hard to support my son. With forced Ida had to go to public school and out of SDIT because I could no longer pay SPP Ida.


I deliberately did not come on the day of the trial when my divorce took place when in fact I really wanted to come and ask why I divorced myself. The canned letter I received was threatening to kill Ida, my only child, if I dared to meet Abu at the trial. Actually I don't mind if Abu Fauzan wants polygamy but not in this kind of stealthy way and then my madam forcibly took my husband and separated us.


In December I saw the house of Siska's mother who looks crowded like many who visit her house to celebrate Christmas. I still remember when the door opened, my eyes accidentally stared at the Christmas tree. Immediately I took the privilege so that my faith would not collapse immediately and repeat the creed as before.


The sound of knocking on the door was heard, I peeked out from the crack of the door and saw the figure of Mama Siska who was seen carrying something. I don't know what he brought, I deliberately didn't open the door because I didn't want my house to get dirty.


"Mama Ida!"


Tok tok !


Repeatedly Mama Siska called from outside and finally Mama Siska went to the next door neighbor's house still with the package. I was still peeking at the activity outside, seen Mama Anwar who seemed to smile welcoming gifts from Mama Siska.


The deg!


My heart was beating fast, it turned out that the contents of the parcel of Christmas in the form of ceramics from China and saw an envelope in his hand.


Immediately I opened the door and stepped towards Mama Siska in a hurry.


"I'm sorry Mama Siska was I was back in the WC. What did you knock on my door?"


I saw Mama Siska and Mama Anwar who looked at each other and had a bad face.


"Eh, this is what I wanted to do a Christmas parcel for Mama Ida. Wait, I'll get the stuff at my house."


"Oh, yeah, I just wait here." I answered and after that Mama Siska passed into her house.


While Mama Anwar also immediately rushed into his house to put the parcel. Not long after Mama Siska came out of the house and carrying a parcel that looks exactly the same as the parcel given to Mama Anwar.


"This is Mama Ida, a Christmas gift from me, may Mama Ida like ya."


I smiled and thanked him. Immediately I went back inside the house and opened the package. Some cups with dragon motif decoration and of course not miss the Made in China stickers under the package.


"Lumayan nih to welcome guests if anyone comes home."


Then I picked up an envelope that was inside the parcel. Ah, it must be money because Mama Siska is a rich man in this complex.


I slowly opened the envelope and I was disappointed that it was not the money I got but it turned out.....


"Happy Christmas and New Year 2020"


"Aaaarrrrgggghhh!" I was upset to throw the paper.