Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapters 27. Three Best Friends of My Life.

That child is so precious in the heart of this very faithful woman, and so expensive to love someone. Losing her hurt me so much, I lost two people I loved so much.

My late father always stood up for me, If my mother was angry and wanted to hit me my father always told me to run, but I didn't want to run and wait for my mother's punishment, I was very proud to run away.

And Arul, who is always a prank but very affectionate and always defends me if I always talk about things, about someone I don't like, he always defends me.

And so did Imram, he always stood up for me and always brought me along if I did anything that would interfere with my health. He is as caring and sincere as my best friend Arul.

My late father, Arul, and Imram were the three best friends of my life I ever had.

May Ardi also remain patient with the woman, whose trauma opens her heart to love him, like the affection that has belonged to Father, Arul and Imram. Although I want to love my good son, but still have the trauma of losing the three best friends I ever had left me.

And I'm sure that if Ardi is the best friend that the Almighty sends back to me, I'm sure he'll always be as sincere and caring for me as I have been so sincere in loving my three best friends, who have left me, in endless sorrow, but I have always been faithful and loving to them, and kept them in my heart, as the most beautiful memories, and the best friend I ever had.

I also admit that my husband is a good person, although sometimes selfish but once I love, even though it always hurts my heart, because if he is fighting with him, he is always challenging, he is always, though he did not hit but said he defeated a sharp samurai sword, he tended to magnify the problem, and it seemed very easy to part with me, and did not know to seduce despite my cries, so felt the heart-wrenching storm that made noise in his ears, but remained petrified, and only his indifference and gaze only grew annoyed at me.

I'm always the one getting better. This feeling always saturates me, and feels worthless, but because of this loyalty I always try to survive.

Because behind her selfish figure, she can understand me, because I'm the type of woman who doesn't like being pressured, she said, if there's a will and he's a cuckoo, mature guy who always gives me free space to do whatever I like.

With my Husband I am personally free to do anything, but with the three best men in my life, My late father, Arul, and Imram I am a very docile figure, and obedient and I am very obedient and very dear to them.

And always been a spoiled woman, and very submissive and very complaining and wayward for them to take and I always managed to make them care, and set me up. And I was very tame to be arranged by the three of them, because they arranged me very gently and spoiled and a high sense of care, which is very,

Contrary to the man I love so much, I'm a dissident and I like to look for problems and end up with small problems that I make, to be

big problems even tend to test my patience and loyalty, which seems useless but still choose to endure, because this heart is so forgiving and loyal and filled with positive thoughts that no human being is perfect.

My husband The man who is diligent in worship, loyal is also very light hands help me, in housework and taking care of his son, diligent in making a living and likes to hear me vent, in housework and taking care of his son, about anything and not the jealous type.

It's just being too loving to the child, and loving her hobby and I've always been her third priority. First his son, his second hobby of raising chickens and my new third. While any formula in this world says the woman is very selfish, she should always be the first priority.

My husband is easy to yell at me if I do something that disturbs his children and hobbies, so it's only natural that I always say that my chickens and children are my actors, my toughest rivals, which I can't beat in his life.

My husband did not hesitate to get angry and yell at me, and if I was angry and threatened to separate, my husband was not afraid even so excited and challenging that, he would obey me, and very happy to do so.

Saying things that hurt me like I was just useless trash in her eyes, which made me feel worthless to her. And always dropped my pride, but in the end I myself who improved by just needing to cry, I was able to treat my heart injury, by itself and think positive again.

I'm also a tomboy but I look feminine and perfect, a woman who is graceful and humorous, that's my personal image, who is more familiar and comfortable talking and making friends with men, even though women are very comfortable with me, even though women are very comfortable with me, Because I am personally friendly and helpful anything if I can certainly do, with sincerity, because I am a simple and humble person.

Very many opposite sex who chase me, they feel my Husband is very lucky to have me, whereas he is a resigned man who is very easy to let go of me whenever I want, he only knows the word okay, but unfortunately his opponent is a very tough, loyal, and always positive thinking, though whiny and very fragile, who will not let go, if still able to maintain it.

Seriate.