
HELLO ALL ITS PLEASE DONG HELP LIKE AND RATE 5 STARS, ALSO LEAVE THE ROSE FLOWER AS A GIFT, DO NOT FORGET IN YEKAN YA HIS FAVORITE BUTTON, LET THE SPIRIT MAKE IT IN THE SPIRIT OF 5 STARS, LET THE SPIRIT MAKE IT IN THE GLOW OF THE ROSES
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Is it not wrong father?..dead mother had a husband fighting spirit like this, both at home, in the office, in the field, and in the bedroom, ouh mother bells head adore husband like this dear to us outrageous, indeed his party as big as welcome this birth of mine.
Oma and opa as well as Grandpa's grandmother could only manyun to see my father who was that spirit.
“Sort of wacko," said the authoritative opaku once.
“Hmm... don't know what else my besan, it's your child, you know it's your own child," said grandfather while scratching his head that does not itch.
“It should be sustisna my son, and jasmine it's your son," murmured the grandfather inwardly.
opa glanced at Oma with a very sweet smile, saying.
“Wrongly eat what you are midam, why our son has his spirit so high, hahahaha,"laughing Oma, I crave to eat the stars in the sky but cannot and laugh all heard Oma's joke.
Here is my beautiful grandmother's granddaughter, while approaching the mother who was carrying me, it is not wrong my father is of Dutch descent, and my mother is of Malay Arab descent and I will be great to conquer all my love,
-Marhaban
Many of them are all busy for the event, which in the tent is busy taking care of guests arrange there set here, which in the busy room finish the grooming, and dandanin me and mom, along with sodara far, far away, in the kitchen is no less noisy the sound of plates, cups, and bowls, and the typical screams of each region.
kepo-cocco on busy once, Uda's father wear beautiful clothes, added charisma, I'm in his carrying with a cheerful face, cheerful, mom next to dad wears a green bungga-clad kebaya and wears sparkling gold jewelry, this is indeed an amazing event, it is, make the first child that I am and I do not interfere because I sleep, sleep *****... sleep ****, oee .. oee .. oee ... woke up in the splash of rose water and surrounded by haircuts in the swabs of lepastuh,
“Stop-stop, Uda later no longer rubbed later my baby's head is plastered," said the father to his guests as I was down to the room, letpastuh mother surprised.
“Ah .. jamuran, that's right well," said the mother as my head looked left and right, the busyness of my hair.
“Aduh mother, why have a stupid mother bin idiot, where there is my head plural that there is the smell of the hands of people who swiped," murmured me.
“This is what a father, he who made a wish he was reckless who did not want his son in a swab and surrounded to people," I said while patting the eel.
The sound of mercon and potpourri in between to guests, 5 banana sticks full of his money, all want to see on want to scramble to take potpourri, I see immediately shouted, understand the army, read more, at the office he was angry, to the men, but all said, good father or maybe afraid he was demoted by the father.
“Oy ... Oy .. queue later my baby is pinned, I shoot it, I shoot it with a water gun," my father said.
“Tisnak ... tisnak .. your joy is not deafness," said grandfather.
and the time passed so quickly, hi another week I birthday, Uda preparation is ready, there is a thanksgiving there happy one year opa and Oma, and came from Bandung, Bandung, grandparents also came from the city not to mention sodara from far away came from far away, crowded again tisnak children birthday on the terrace, my father had talked with RT and RW for my birthday celebration, my mother went to RT and RW on the terrace.
“Pak is our one-year baby thanksgiving event, ngundang not much, please permission RT sir and RW sir yes," said the mother.
“Oh .. it's okay we allow, and we are sad to help mr. Tisnak and family, if there is a lack of help for us alone," said Mr. RW.
“Pak ga call batelion/office friend, like that day right, understand us trembling see the father's troops come," Canda pak RW.
“Oh ga, just here, whispered father in heart, do not want to call it a bother because the troops come and mintak bawain provisions to go home, he said, that day was over no longer the celebration that day, I could not eat a plate of satay or goat curry because my men came many times, penitent I did not want to call, want stingy ah,"said father.
“Oh yes buk, ustadz his mosque Uda invited for this event, so do not rush his time, orphans called as well huh?" ask RT.
“Iya it's ustadz care too, we Uda confirm to his ustadz, and he agreed to come here, his event Friday aja," said opa to take blessings.
then the father let Pak RT and Pak RW eat fried bananas and some cakes, and they also drank together.
“Mother take the rambutan and mango picked up, by mr. Kasim earlier, by, Bawak here the same bag of crackle to bring souvenirs for Mr. RW and RT sir do not forget it's the cake all," said the father.
“Don't bother tisnak sir, Uda drink tea, the same eat this cake Uda enough," replied Pak RW.
“That's okay, bring me ajalah yes sir, do not refuse to make treats of the children of the father at home, this is my thank you sign, because the fathers of Sudi come here, speaking of my son's thanksgiving" said the father.
buk ana comes Bawak three frictional pouches for RT, RW, and RT secretary whose contents are rambutan fruit, mango and some other cakes bought to the father, then I gave it to them.
“Day want magrib sir, thank you sir tisnah and buk tisnah, we all want to go home," said RW sir.
“Yes we also thank you for the arrival of Mr. RT and Mr. RW," said the father smiled happily and at night the father and mother immediately entered the door, closing the door, and want to pray magrib after that family dinner.
Friday afternoon the event took place with prayers and hangings of the Quran and with great happiness my family was peaceful, many also came to wish me happy birthday, fortunately I was not fussy and I greeted the guests with a smile and a laugh.
- wait for me, my story continues over time, maybe a thousand episodes know:')