Married Young to a CEO
To office.
Warm greetings, greetings, and free greetings from me as author.
First, I would like to thank my brother, brother, uncle, mother and other sisters who have been very faithful waiting for me and reading my writing.
Second, I say a lot of apologies to my brothers and sisters because of my delay in connecting the story I wrote.
Previously, because it welcomed the independence day of NKRI, a country that I love and love very much, in respect and respect for the heroes of the past, in honor and respect, I focused on the Batak writing competition held in a few weeks.
That's why I don't continue the story here. Because I am very focused and of course very excited in completing my writing. And yes, thank goodness. Although I did not win the race, I am very happy and very grateful to have been given the opportunity to participate in the race, proving that I am capable despite many shortcomings.
The reason I took the race and ignored to continue the story here, because I had time to think, maybe from there I got a decent job for me in accordance with what I was able to, maybe from there I get a prize in the form of money to open a business, but it turns out my writing is still far above average.
I thought, is my ability to write still minimal? I was down. I do not deserve to write or create my own essay, because it is not my major. Back I encouraged myself by remembering the words spirit and rich motivation of all brothers who have faithfully read this story.
And he now, after waiting 3 days, finally Novel who has passed the contract yesterday has been declared to pass the contract back. I don't know it's just because of an error on my part or on this side of the app.
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oh yes, I forgot to tell you One more thing, that I am currently also in preparation to write another novel script, which is titled "Only Call the Name Correctly".
This story tells the story of a little boy, who was abandoned by his parents for one thing. And the boy was found by a family living in the countryside. And well, as the title suggests, he was never loved by his adoptive parents, and all that kept him going was because of his beloved foster brother, the eldest son in the house. Follow the story, I hope my brother, brother, Uncle and mother all like my writing.🥰
17 08 1945, greetings merdeka, warm greetings from me to all loyal readers in Ap NT, may you increase your enthusiasm in carrying out his work,
And don't forget to read my story tomorrow & ️🥺🙏
