Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapters 17. My name is Imram Aunt

I also want to know the name of this cute child.

"Who's name, son ?

She answered cheerfully, and showed her neat rows of teeth adding to her cute face.

"My name is Imram Aunt..."

Hearing his name my heart immediately adem ayem. Short name but contains.

"Please Auntie. the material is immediately in between because my exchange wants to use."

Start spoiled caramel, showing the side of his age that is still very young.

I also gave her a very sweet smile.

"Yes son, great well young already work, there is a steady income, has built a boarding house, wow.salut deeh Aunt..."

"Alhamdulillah Aunt..."

Brush her hair back, put on her hands. What an adorable child.

"My aunt comes home first yeah..."

The answer was very familiar, as if me and him had been many years familiar, very friendly this good boy.

"Ooohh..iya.until you forget..then talk to you son, end many advantages anyway...!!."

The sweet boy smiled, and he left my sister's shop, but my admiration for him was deep in my heart.

I got to know a young boy who was independent, intelligent and thought about the future. Very lucky his parents.

For almost two weeks I helped my sister take care of her shop. And how many times have I met this adorable child, even getting along with me. Coincidentally there is Aryan my son, I introduce my son because Aryan I have also finished High School, I recommend enrolling in Imram campus. I told my son to take Imram's number.

Imram very kind and caring child, willing

come accompany Aryan move to Apartment.

Since then I've been asking for her help, helping my son, he's been like a nephew to me.

Aryan is very intelligent but he doesn't like chemistry lessons. He was often depressed and regretted college. And I asked Imram to help me find a motivating emoji for my Aryan. And we always laugh back to WA with Imram, because the emoji that Imram sends, it's funny, and adorable and many are also very much more that makes me and Imram always laugh even if only typed in the message WA . Hahaha.and wkwkwk.

Imram really brings joy in my life. There are so many problems that always make me cry, and already want to give up and leave everything, which more and more no one loves me anymore.

Imram for me can be my best friend, my best friend, my brother, my sister, my sister, my father, he is very caring and always supportive.

I cried remembering all the words - the spoiled and caring words of her, Imram was present when I missed the figure of Arul very much, my true friend the Almighty has sent me this good boy, who looks very much like Arul.

"Arul who is a parson but very dear to me, very caring to me, very wise words - he was filled with advice that is always supportive

all my troubles, and always faithfully listening to my curses. I always remember if I had any problems, I loved to confide in him, and he faithfully listened to my confidences and always stood up for me.

And I don't know that Imram is uncomfortable with my curses, and I'm so sorry but I can't go back in time.

If that time could be repeated I would not discuss my problems, even though I was depressed and self-destructive, I would. I was presumptuous to consider him Arul.

Like rice has become porridge is only a regret that I can do, hopefully someday he will understand my position, and realize if I never ask for blessing to his Parents, hopefully someday, I'm just a joke and anxiety, if he rejects me,

Because I always did this to him. I think he understands, if this is a joke like always.

Moreover, he who has the right to accept or not.

What right do I force him, ? It's not my personality, I'm a democratic figure."

.Seriate