My girlfriend, my daughter-in-law (Mantu becomes sister-in-law)

80.The Story of Nature 1

12 Years ago

Hello my name is wassalam commonly called Alam. I am now a 1st class SMU Negeri Sukasari. Where love, sorrow, crying, laughter and love have passed through here, including the struggle to get Dinda's heart.

Today is the new school year. Where will there be new children who will be plonco by children OSIS, except me. In the past, I was the chairman of OSIS, and when the class was re-elected but I resigned.

Aye? How to get yourself? If you do not want to be the chairman of OSIS, why the list of candidates to be the chairman of OSIS? Must have said that.

I'm on the same list as a girl fan club girl. Yeah, the risk of cool people having a lot of fans.

First day of school

Wuiiih many beautiful new children, baby I can not expect them. But no papa, I can join my Genk who is still active in OSIS.

Daaaaaaan the town boy entered this school as well.

Today is Monday, yes the name of the new school year must have no classes. Twelve o'clock at home.

By the way, the one who chatted her name was Dinda my boyfriend. Even though it was very nervous to be bonceng both, so romantic it is. Very excited, uh he even delivered his bokapnya.

" Tumben's alone, which one." Edwar

" Yayangnya ushered the same candidate-in-law" I answered rada keles

" Nebeng can" said Edwar offering himself

" Can't "answer me firmly

" Yaki!!!! The back is empty." Edwar Ledek

I saw the town boy walking alone.

" What city boy is the road?"

The girl is wailing

" Same by me yes"

" It's not the same ghost beside you. Same with you."

"Ooooh "

" Why oh, I won't take you back."

" No, thank you"

Hmmm nih girl selling expensive. I kept the bike running slowly who knew he changed his mind.

Suddenly a car stopped "The bike broke down yeah, daaaah."

Pantes he refused to go on the bike.

I have an SMS from Dinda. His name is Dinda 2nd grade IPS 1, our house is in the same direction just like the bokapnya not like me.

" Where?"

" On the way home."

" How can't you wait for me"

" Well, he said he was picked up"

" So?"

" Go home alone, yeeee"

Not far away I saw a stall, finally stopped by to buy a drink, and while sitting in front of the stall, like a crazy person.

In the end I turned back to school, I was a good boyfriend.

Arriving in front of the school, I saw Dinda already waiting in front of the gate.

" It's been a long time" grumbled Dinda

" Yes, sorry. Get the gas first." I answered while pushing the motor.

" Gasoline. Yesterday he said it was full." said again

" Gasoline is not the motor." My answer.

" yeok, cuss. Where we going" I bargained

" May ..... Home." Answer

" Okay if so princess let's capsass"

I mentioned the motor, Dinda was so afraid she was holding tightly to my waist. Kan, romantic like gini.

Arriving at Dinda's house, already in front of the same fence bokapnya. Put a fierce face, and here I am not afraid to see his fierce face, but that does not mean I fight, yes.

" Assalamualaikum this sir Dinda I delivered safely without any abrasions." said I.

" Ehmm, why so long. Half of the twelve schools have broken up. It's half two." Now."

Dinda grinned when she heard my answer.

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This afternoon I gathered at Edward's. As usual, hang out together while flirting with girls passing by.

"Lam, if you're bored with Dinda, sodorin to me yeah." Edwar said while smoking.

"No way!"

"Why?"

"Dinda's a good girl. I wouldn't be blessed with you!"

"Huh! You are not much different from me either."

It's true, I'm not a perfect man. But, I know a woman needs a man to protect her. Just like Dinda who I love, just like Siti who I consider my own sister.

I just want to prove to Edward or anyone that I love Dinda so much.

That afternoon, after coming home from Edward I heard that Irwan was going to find a school for Dinda. Remember the story of Sita, if Dinda was privileged by her parents because of her beautiful face. Her mother Dinda also dislikes me and my family, I don't know what the problem is. Maybe because we are not as capable as they are.

"qBu, where do you want the kades house?" I gasped at the sound of a girl asking for the house of the kades sir.

"Silver sister, there will be a direct T-junction alley looking at the yellow house" replied the mother.

Oh, the town boy. Why is he the house of a kades sir?Ah, it's none of my business. Uh, kepo too. I'd rather go home than take care of the town boy.

"Btw, the town boy what's his name?"

"Haiyoo!!!! brother Alam kepo with another girl, huh?" goda Yadi, my little friend.

"What the hell? little boy wants to know about adult affairs." I scold Yadi.

Yadi is the grandson of Umar's grandfather, he is 13 years old. But, the association is more often the same as high school children than children his age. Yadi was always looking for me, she said she would rather join me than Edwar.

Good, anyways I see Edwar's association is pretty bad. I also know Edwar likes to drink liquor and babes. I just chose silence.

"Brake!" that beautiful voice called me. I'm sure it must be my heavenly angel who's looking for me.

"yes, .. who!" Wasn't it! it was not Dinda who called.

"What is dear? anywhere all day? Your uncle works all day you just wander around!"

waduh.. auntie! woe to 12.

"Eh, uncle has come home from the rice field!" scream nature

" Where's uncle?" aunt is looking

One . two .. three

youuuuuuuuuuuuuuur!!!!!!

"Yahaaaam! look out for you!" aunt shouted from a distance.

Forgive nature,bi.

Name's Alam. I'm 17 years old. I should be in 2nd grade of High School this year, but because I often skip classes I will be staying. I have a mother who's making a living in a big city. Last time I met my mom was in Elementary School.

Even so, I still got an overflow of affection from my uncle and aunt.

My hobby is motor racing. My uncle and aunt were overwhelmed with my hobbies. Sorry Nature, someday Nature will be a useful figure for you.

Daddy's? Until now I didn't know my father's form. If you say uncle, my father died while my mother was pregnant with me.

Whether true or not, hopefully true. Because I was bullied about my father being vague. But Uncle always said that my father died in Jakarta.

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Actually this part was already in the previous novel in Me, You and Him. But if I'm lazy to stop by, I'll review it a little here.

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