IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Burglary

Unlike the case with me, early in the morning Melan had called with an upset tone.

"you this is why the hell, early in the morning have called, ranting not clear. Though also the distance of the house is only five steps, so much the same miss me"

I deliberately turned the conversation so that the hot air in his head subsided a little.

"i'm serious, I've stolen a lot of data. But do not know which data, has been deleted the same Dian nyebelin it"

"important, is it? " ask me in a light tone

"be it found out with me, the shock was that the shock was already rich enough"

"hahahhha is there a secret as important as what is Mel in your HP?? relax a little why, still early in the morning was just hurrying"

"you forgot, the photos we fit again swimming, again in the room, again in the toilet??? you like our open-air photos stolen by people"

cepppp.

"that's also your sister Mel, asked why the hell? he's gonna steal those rich photos"

" (don't know if you are Kay, if during your time in Banyuwangi the same way Remond, none of which I did not photograph/vidio) "

"wooi, there's still no one there? "

"yes yes, there are mosquitoes. If I were well, it wouldn't be the same as me. But you?? not afraid of what zina eyes?? "

"huh. haist. Actually, it's not right" I jumped from the bed to throw the blanket that still covers the legs.

"noh.. new also react"

"trus how donk, you are very careless. Why HP is not in the lock"

"you asked me how the answer was"

"it's Kay, as you know yourself. Always bummer. Even keep coming home. As I check the check, there is data sent 500kb more. What try was taken"

This time Melan looked really upset. I myself was really upset, actually also what Melan said earlier. What if the real photos taken are not hooded anymore?

Cunning very much a child. My frustration with the boy rose by several octaves. More gemmes want ulek ulek so sambalado.

Instantly I remembered all the deliveries from him. Long time no packages ever come again. Maybe tired, tired, or giving up.

Fix, how do I give it back?

This time I really wanted to look at her face, every inch of hers.

Looked at the hatred he looked at every time he met me.

It feels like I've been eager to vent all the disgust that I've been letting it flow just like that. I hope that one day there will be some kindness that will make our relationship better. In fact, the more annoying the day becomes.

I had enough feelings to be played with by him. If you hate, you don't have to pretend to admire in silence.

If necessary I will also ask for an explanation of what he has stolen from Melan's HP.

But I still memorize her cool-ass style, smile, glance at the passing away. Very nice bummer.

Looks like I'll have to work with Melan, have to make a plan first, to make her voice open.

That must be away from the home environment, because the family becomes very sensitive if it is involved.

The affairs of young people, can be more complicated when it comes to the ears of parents.