ISTIKHARAH LOVE

Journey Began

during the trip ricky was unceasingly inflamed, but it was my fault too.

"JO..... Masi far away??" grouchy Ricky

(ps: Ricky Hartono, or we used to call him Ricky is a little fat, his son is funny, has no shame like it seems. Now trying to conquer the heart of a Citra.)

"quite a moment, just calm nikamti" I said as I walked ahead of the two of them.

"Why did we even choose to walk! Lu kaga think what.. gw kan cewe. later if Betis gw Gede luu who must be responsible for payin operation gw.." cepuk Citra.

(ps: Citra Swastika Ningrum, a mysterious medical student, has always been a material for Cowo faculty of Engineering, because of its stature that almost looks like Nikita Willy but with a minimalist nose, Doi is taking Surgical Specialists under the pretext of wanting to dissect all the hearts of men who are trying to do Mode).

"quietly there is a brother, if you are cape ntar brother who is fat dahhhh" joked Ricky

hearing that I immediately looked back and said

"truly Ta . anyways just the same operation you yourself, luu would be the most professional surgeon candidate ever.... Haha"

While pushing me, Citra replied

"it's good luuu jo .. it's easy what dissects the body itself. there are dead yes.."

then I walked backwards facing the image that was still frowning, while occasionally kicking his legs when he was tired.

"yes, if you die, you live in the grave... "

Ricky grabbed the shoulder of Citra and said

"wahhhhh evil lu Jo even ngatain candidate Gw"

tapu Citra brushed off and said

"what the hell is you Ky..."

"usually dong Cit later if hit new tau tau tau lo taste" joked Ricky

Instantly from behind the sound of the motor horn is very loud, undeniably the image with a reflex jump into Ricky's embrace..

"cieee... woyyy is ashamed of people" my lead.

"lepasin gw Ricky Hartono" shouted the image ....

With a smile Ricky lowered the image with a slight teasing of her...

"hhahah.. tuh what I said, luu nyosor first"

"amit-amit dah, meding gw winding Electric pole rather than expected nyosor same lu" said Citra.

"just look in front of you"

Instantly all were stunned and sighed, seen the inscription "Welcome to GunungKidul", I continued my words.

"welcome to Gunung Kidul Yogyakarta"

"finally nyampe too....."

With his body drooping limp and slightly kneeling Image grumbled to himself, Ricky spoke and walked ahead of the two of us

"don't be that way, let's continue Pants I've shouted for Replace nihhh"

Citra and I stared at .. In the next few seconds we both shouted and chased Ricky...

"HARTONOOOOO... so luuu the source of the smell...."

"Sorry Brooo, Sisss can't stand it"

Ricky ran a few times to get his pants up and followed the two of us behind.

Our pursuit became a spectacle of farmers working in the fields.

it feels like our fatigue for a few days is a little paid off with the scenery around the road to the village, teak trees lined up neatly, corn fields that seem to be a few weeks away from being ready for harvest, he said, cattle farmers who are grazing their cows around the pasture.

yaaaa although far from the city center, but I'm sure.this is where I will get the learning that I never imagined before.