MAY MOTHER BE LOVED BY GOD

MAY MOTHER BE LOVED BY GOD
BASED ON A REAL STORY



Especially to be said, this city is beautiful in the eye pelupuk. So beautiful


when a tinge of sun appears in the distant horizon of the horizon.


Make the orange expanse of the sea rippling calm. Seagull


the shrillness filled the silence of the morning air. The waves slowly rolled


beach lip. Froth washes fine grains of sand like ice cream when


trampled.


Shadows of buildings, trees, power poles, telephone wires


looks fun on the streets. One or two garden lights


the milky-white ball shape is still on. Also long fluorescent lights in front of the shophouse. Not yet, or forgot to turn off. Dampen


but the beautiful corner corner of the city, scrambling charm with the escape of light


morning sun. Shahdu. Like a good painting, an extra array


the color sweep alone makes the painting so unpleasant to look at. So then


do not try to add new objects. Behind the city, though,


the hills are like a circular belt around. Brave knight, stand up


guarding the city. Dense tropical rainforests close , hills. Like a green velvet all the way through your eyes. The green?


Ah, not really, so early this white mist perfectly encapsulates the green


foliage. Make the hills like soft white blankets, like cotton, like,


like soap foam, like I don't know.... That definitely gives a feel


relieve.


The city is not small, nor is it big. One of the dozens of special cities


convenient south coastal port.


A vast fertile valley stretches from the city limits to the hills,


leaving vacant land, rural areas. The land today is filled


by persawahan. Wait another half hour, as the sun rises from


the line of the ocean, when the morning began to rise, the ripening of the rice fields also began


filled with carefree farmers picking up the day. Head with a hat.


banana-boil. Will enjoy nian, at 10:00 later take a break at


hut rumbia after work cleaning weeds. Relax brewing


a warm cup of coffee while staring at the noisy sparrows, the flap of storks


white, and the moody buffalo wallowing. Meanwhile, at a fish auction


near the port, since shubuh has been crowded with fishermen. The fisherman


after a night of finally coming home from the sea. Shed a bucket bucket


shrimp as big as an arm, squid as big as a fist, crab (stretch)


it was as big as a book, and countless fish in size. Starting from as big


fingers (fish anchovies), as large as


tampa (fishes of stingrays) to extra-doubie-size a big thigh (snake fish


baronades"). If you are lucky, someone will come home


carrying a 'shark' as big as a closet. Not play. The selling price is equivalent to


solar supply for a year. Here sharks are expensive, equally valuable


with its position in the ocean as the ruler of the highest strata of the chain


the food.


The shophouse owners also started to open the front partition. Door sounds


the aluminum in the thrust sounded rowdy. Make teeth pain. But


they just smile, sigh in the cool air, pray softly


today there are more visitors than yesterday. And more importantly,


may visitors bring more money too


(plus purchase intent anyway). There is no point in the store being crowded


doang, the festival market. The kids in the house are busy


shower (actually a recalcitrant yelled at for a bath), a lightning-style toothbrush


(where do they remember about the right toothbrush ad),


spout soap foam a lot (clean is not clean which is important k busanya a lot)