Lettu Dimas A.P Laksono's Love Struggle
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PART IV
HELLO MY LOYAL READERS.
THIS IS THE THIRD NOVEL I MADE AND THE THIRD NOVEL RELATED TO THE STATE SERVICE.
MY FIRST NOVEL “JODOHKU PAK TARA”
MY SECOND NOVEL “I LOVE YOU PAK POLIS”
AND THIS IS THE THIRD “LOVE FIGHT CAPTAIN DIMAS A.P LAKSONO”
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I went straight back to the boarding house to clean the boarding house and clean up the items to be transported later in the afternoon.
“Assalamualaikum mbk yana”.
“Waalaikumsalam dek” Reply.
I also entered into the boarding house,”Loh mbk already haul goods anyway?” my many.
“Udah deck, just transported just as mas mbk, how have you said the same masmu?” ask mbk yana.
“udah mbk, later at 3 they want to come transport goods” chattukku.
“yo wes gek in resiki kuwi your goods, ayok mbk mewangi ben gek endang rampong. Mumpong mbk durong woven mas e mbk (yes the hunt has been cleaned your belongings, ayok mbk help let it finish quickly. Mumpung mbk has not been picked up equally mas mbk” said mbk yana.
Me and mbk yana immediately put the clothes in the suitcase and put the books into the cardboard, reduce the closet, put the shoes and sandals into the cardboard. After that me and mbk yana swept the floor.
Finished sweeping the floor mbk yana directly parted to me because the mas was waiting in front.
“Dek, mbk saying yes. Later mbk will often play at your place. Assalamualaikum dek” pamit mbk yana
At 14:58 mas Bimo and mas Herman came to my hostel.
“Tumben no ngaret mas?’’ my many.
“Intentionally let us not you law because of late dek” saut mas Bimo.
I laughed crisply at Bimo's reply.
“Where are the items you want to bring” ask Herman.
“This closet is lifted first mas, keep this dressing table, suitcase, cardboard, gallon”.
“Bantuin why dek” said mas Bimo
“NO, you are tired of removing it until the terrace” Celtukku while laughing.
They're just head-scalks.
I let them pick up my things, while I hand over the keys to the hostess for the farewell.
“This is the key buk, thanks ya nerima Pika for a year at this kost”.
“sama-sama ndok, do not forget ibuk ya ndok, even though it is not going to be hosted but do not forget to play visit ibuk” ibuk kost.
“Iya ready, definitely buk. Pika pamit ya buk's. Assalamulaikum” Sayku.
“Waalaikumsalam” Mother's room.
I also opened the door to the pick-up car brought by Bimo mas, and immediately went to their official house. It did not take long to get to. 15 minutes passed then I arrived at the office yonif 403/Wirasuda Pratista.
The green shades are extinct, this is where I live with my brothers.
They took my things down and brought them into the room.
After they finished putting together the wardrobe and the dresser, I put the clothes together, and the books came back.
I put a shoe rack in front of the outside patio door and I stacked my shoes and sandals there.
After I finished cooking and cleaning.
It didn't feel like a month had passed and I was so comfortable living in this green, extinct neighborhood.
