Love For Lea

New Beginning

Thursday, 14 February 2019

Dear diary's.....

Oh my....

Is it Valentine's day?on my 17th birthday.

it looks like my son likes me too, and it looks like he will shoot me soon.

Aaah I'm baper,gue baper,gue baper.

Oh my......

only the shadow of the Son's face just to make my heart melt.

especially if I meet in person?

Son, why the hell elo always for me can not stop thinking elo?

Uh, but wait...

the feeling from the sky was not bright, it was still dark?

when I wake up feeling the sound of a chicken, how is it now coming back?

maybe Mr Kamto's chicken in the same mouthpiece, his voice was bright?

well, this problem can not be in aja aja if that.

as a good country color, the question should be steeped in the chickens.

because chickens also have HAY (Chicken Rights), so if there are chickens that are taken away from their owners without a valid agreement according to religion or state must be returned.

Should there be a legitimate opportunity in both religion and the state?

Yes too.

if diliat-liat now author of mind kawiiiiin mulu.

Who is the candidate until elo's mind so mating mulu?

who's?l-i?

Ye.

just want to know, what to know....

its ok's.

the man I want to marry is....

who's?

is....

who's Monkey?

patience, that man is....

Mamas Cakra Khan's.

Cakra Khan is the shadow lover's singer?

yeah, how cute is he?

Is she cute lha elonya?

wh why? if your soul mate will not run where.

Uh, shrimp rebon box, yeah I know that's what I'm like.

I know you like and want to be with him.

but he likes and wants to not be the same?

shucks Lo.

I want to focus on the chickens Mr. Kamto first bye.

Sorry, due to the inconvenience earlier, the question will continue the story again.

I closed my diary, and I put it in a safe place so my mother could not read.

then, exiting the room to the kitchen.

because my house is the same as Pak Kamto's house just front back, so I don't need to make a scene sekampung people.

when I've been to the kitchen I drink first while looking at the clock that sticks on the kitchen wall.

when I watch that clock, I scream.

"Aaaah, 2 am."