marrying an indian

Anita kecolongan

after soundly falling asleep in the Garden chair, Anita woke up, a little she blinked her eyes.

he circulated his gaze a little still confused, he looked at the sky that had started to darken, he realized that it was already afternoon.

' Oh my goodness, Anita.. How many hours do you sleep...? it's already afternoon ' murmured Anita while rubbing her eyes.

he tried to grab the backpack he had brought from the hotel, still drowsyly trying to grab it with Kananya's hand while still lying on the Park chair.

' uh... Where's my bag..?? that feeling I put here.' still grabbing his bag without looking down at the chair.

Anita immediately woke up because the object she was trying to achieve did not meet, Anita's heart had begun pounding, afraid, and anxious.

"where's my bag..? " grunts Anita while darting down the chair, to the Right and to the left, but did not find the thing he was looking for.

Anita also walked down the road through earlier, her thought was chaotic can not think well. 'what could have fallen on the road earlier ...? ' thought anita.

come on Anita.. earlier you even chatan the same chika in the garden chair, masak did fall on the road anyway...

anita's still looking and looking for her backpack

don't ask how scared Anita is now, all the important items are in the bag, ranging from HP, passport, money, important Letters, etc. she put everything in the bag, he said, only cameras were left hanging around his neck.

Anita continued to struggle to find her backpack, she returned to tajmahal to look for her bag but still not found.

ask all visitors hoping maybe someone saw his bag was still nil result, the object in the way it remains Undiscovered.

Anita is very messed up, tired, and also afraid, how she is in the country of people without having anything, there is only a camera hanging from her neck.

finally he tried to keep going, Not knowing anymore where the footsteps would take him, he kept walking...

Anita sat by the road crying.

" hiks..hiks...hiks.... Now I have to how..?? I don't have anything - what else, what am I supposed to do here...?? " anita remembered her vows of chika's theme.

" ah.... Am I really not able to go home...?? ahhhhh chika...why do you swear I can't go home anyway.." cried anita while crying sobbing sedu.

fear was growing in his heart when it was getting dark, alone in the land of people, without knowing anyone in there, without the provision of money.

"ah.. I'm hungry.....!! " Anita seemed to be clutching her starving stomach earlier.

' did I beg ya...?? let me have some money, at least to be able to buy food and get my stomach up. ' thought Anita.

' ah... what the hell are you Anita..?? ' anita shook her head, there was no way she would have to beg for begging.

''stomach patience .. We rest for a moment well.

' I better get some sleep, tomorrow morning's problem will be taken care of tomorrow, whatever fate takes me where..? ' Anita's determination while laying her body on the side chair of the Road...

after a long time finally closed also Anita's eyes, it is not easy to start sleeping with a hungry stomach.

moreover, Anita, a woman who has to sleep in the open air, on the side of the road alone, must be very heavy to live.....

seriate...