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"Pal pale, pal pale. Pale pal, pale-pale."

One of the familiar tiktok songs was heard in a room. Nur Amalina Mayasari looks with her tiktok account @Amaline_Maysa is dancing while moving her body, hands, and large hips.

The 19-year-old girl wore a shirt and press body pants that showed her sexy body shape. After dancing he immediately edited the contrast of the video, then uploaded it to his tiktok page.

In an instant the video entered the homepage for your page or FYP and grabbed hundreds of thousands of views and likes. Also shared more than ten thousand times by the audience.

"Yeay, cool. FYP dong."

He screamed while jumping with excitement. Unknowingly he stepped on the pot that was placed on the floor overnight, to contain rainwater due to leaking handsome.

"Sinot."

The water in the pot is spilled.

"Yet."

A scream accompanied by super-fast steps arrived at the girl's room.

"What else did you do to May?"

The mother came with a broomstick. Prepare to destroy the child.

"This why is it spilled and wet like this?"

"Keinjek ma'am, after her name is also not intentionally." continued Maya.

"Make sure don't play tiktok mulu lu. This is again a dress like a wrap of sausage. How transparent again."

Maya's mother pulls her daughter's shirt and Maya dodges.

"Lu shake at the ticktok your look like this?" ask his mother in a shouting voice.

"Yes, why the hell?. Sexier than this is also a lot of ma'am." said Maya defended herself.

"Oh my goodness Maya, you really are. I'm not educated parents know not."

Maya's mother said as she stroked her chest and shook her head.

"My ape sins have a child like yours." continued the woman again.

"Mom, Maya wants to make you proud. Look at this since last week Maya tuh FYP continues. Short again viral and will be in the shrimp to tips. Later we keep moving a lot of money from this rickety contract."

"Lu really yeah." His mother still stroked his chest.

"You need to make your mom proud what a cake is. Find a cake scholarship, so you can go to college. Prayers let parents go to heaven. Even shake the ticktok, wear this shirt again."

"It's also a business, ma'am. Do you want to live poor?.

"Let's say we are poor, do not have to be up to this time as well. Sampu willing joget-joget use this tea filter."

"How should I go?. Is that the way?"

"Eh, you've been fighting for a long time."

Maya's mother started swinging the sledgehammer she was carrying. The next second Maya also dodged, then there was a chase between the mother and child that frenzied.

"Your brash son yes, May.has been educated really you from small."

Maya's mother chased her son around the house.

"Just like you can't stand in Maya's way, Maya's been 17 years. Maya has the right to determine Maya's own life and career."

"Career song lu. School aja new high school run a year yesterday, talking career. Career suh ngelamar job sono office. Minimal be a minimarket kek lu employee."

Maya's mother continued to chase her son with a broom. Until Maya was forced to save herself to Munah mpok stall, where her mother still has a lot of debt there.

"Mpa, mpok. Please aye mpok." said Maya while running away and into the cafe mpok Munah.

"Kenape lu May?. Chased by your nyak again?"

Mpok Munah looked outside. Maya's mother is invisible, for fear of being charged with cooking oil and eggs by Munah's mpok.

Mpok Munah himself although chatty, but he never associated one's debt by hating the family of the debtor.

He still wants to help Maya even though Maya's mother has an inexhaustible debt, and sometimes makes Munah's mpok so want to wrath.

"Iye mpok, nyak aye angry mulu squirm aye play tiktok. Though pan aye business, make will pay the debt here too."

"Yak you don't support children. Salim noh Mpok's son, Udeh began to be paid the same YouTube. Kontitsnye die nyang mukbang asemer."

"A.S.M.R mpok."

Maya justifies Munah's mpok speech.

"Oh, you think it's an asemer's bacteria." replied Munah again."

Maya sat with a loud breath. He then reached into the pocket and spent 5000 rupiah.

Mpok Munah then took a plastic cup, filled it with ice cubes and liquid sugar or fructose. Then add it to tea water. Then the cup containing the tea is put into the hot seal machine and closed.

"More."

Mpok Munah gave the iced tea to Maya. Maya takes a straw and sucks the iced tea several times.

"Lu if you want to make content here aje nih, at home mpok. Salim Udeh has his own room for mukbang. Udeh in temple-tempelin aesthetic sticker." said Mpok Munah.

Maya almost chokes on hearing if she knows about the word aesthetic.

"I don't think you dare to come here. There is still the same debt mpok." said mpok Munah again.

"Si Salim ngizininnya not but?. He doesn't like aye anymore."

"Somewhat, Salim mah is not his son. Let's talk to him."

"Yes udeh if so, thanks ye mpok." Maya said on Munah's mpok.

"Iye, relax aje if the same mpok mah." replied mpok Munah later.

Maya continued to drink, her breath that was stingy has now begun to subside. Notification tiktok girl who is actually beautiful, now entered in a row.

"Mother, don't you have a gap?"

A short message entered on Maya's WhatsApp page along with the tiktok notification. It was a message sent by Martin, his lover who is AMS. The local motor boy.

Maya was silent for a moment. He has been saving money lately more often than not, given his mother and stepfather who work as an online ojek. He is still given daily snacks despite having graduated High School and is still unemployed. Because they have not found the right job.

From the savings he began to buy lighting, cheap backdrops, makeup, and all the necessities to create other content. But Martin always asked him, and he could not bear to say that he had no money. He is very dear to his lover, even though his form is just a pinch of shame.

"Yes, come here. Mother again at the Munah mpok stall." said Maya.

Soon after, Martin arrived. With its jambrong motor installed racing exhaust, the results of debt to the subscription workshop.

He banged a motorbike in the face of the shop. If not looking at Maya, Munah must have doused Martin with hot oil used to fry bakwan.

"Hi mother."

Martin sat down near Maya, in his pretentious style. Maybe in his heart he felt like Jeffri Nichol.

"Mother." Mpok Munah spoke the words of the young man.

"Your song is Martin, Martin." he continued.

"Hehehe, the mpok." Martin whinesan.

"Oh yeah, bund, where?"

Martin went straight to the point. Maya reached into the pocket and gave fifty thousand rupiah to her boyfriend.

"Dad want some sweet iced tea?" ask her later.

"You dong." said Martin with no shame.

"Mpok, sweet iced tea dong mpok." said Martin. Then Munah mpok also made one cup for Martin.

After getting the sweet iced tea. Martin took the plastic and then fried as many as fifteen seeds.

"Make the cement in tongkrongan ya bund." he said.

"Yes dad, take it." replied Maya.

"I love you, mother." said Martin as he moved on.

"I love you too, yeah."

The two exchanged finger hearts. Making mpok Munah really wants to throw both of them with a tear.

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Martin passes, Maya is still at the stall and pays for everything.

"Lu was very diligent May gave money and jajanin Martin. Nyak-babe you aja hard, nyak you many debts. Why do you mengempanin unemployed model so. Winning the same style motor doang. Mukanye is also not very saucy, like a jamet so."

Mpok Munah began to speak to Maya after Martin's departure.

"Name too dear, mpok. Ntar if you're married and have a child, it'll change him." Maya defends Martin.

"Eh, Maya, I'll tell you. Guys if you're from young like to ask for girls, work males, hanging out usually. After marriage also will not be far away, it must be so again. You will have a hard time living. Child, men's lives."

"Yes abis already in love, mpok. How do you wanna try?"

"May, mpok tell ye. Love ame moron, it's different thin. Slide a little, tear." said mpok Munah later.

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