My Neighbor Apartment
Drafts
I tried to call back a few times, just as well. Nobody wants to lift, maybe his sister is busy with Esha. It could be that the little one is crying, it is hard to be peaceful.
"You're not agenin."
On the sidelines of daydreaming, I remembered my parents who were no longer young. But both are still active, do not want to trouble children.
"How are they?"
"For a long time I never went home, busy or lazy sometimes make me lazy."
When you remember them, remember my struggles before I could be like this. Everything is also full of struggle, effort and also great responsibility.
Still in the study, the same place I was alone. Thinking about it made my head go along dizzy.
As the day grew, the sun began to sink in the western horizon. Unlike Reksa who is busy with papers, documents, and some that he has to work on before he goes home to the apartment.
Ten o'clock the night Reksa had just closed the documents, started to clean up the mess he had made.
"Capek also turns out." Muta's mumbling repeatedly yawned, the drowsiness felt heavy.
Why am I suddenly sleepy?
Finish the job, clean the room. Reksa was ready to leave his room, ready to return to his residence.
Twelve o'clock at night Reksa was just able to fall on the bed, playing gadgets is his morning routine before leaving for work.
Quiet yourself in the right choice room, so I can scroll social media that is again trendy with the mind of today.
Pradipta Residence.
Esha is still badmood, her lips are so pursed funny. Her small face is beautiful, the mixture of daddy, and mommy is amazing.
"I'm tama cle Sa. Nda." said Echa who was smart protest.
"Udah dong ngambeknya, her beautiful entar is gone. "
"Now Esha is the best, most everything. "
Instead of being angry, I laughed to see the centile who did not want to be behind, wanted to go forward in front.
In a different place, instead of resting relax his body even busy with reading a book.
She is Ara, a cute, sweet girl very simple dream of the men. Until I read for hours, in addition to the author my favorite I must have forgotten the time.
The clock continues to spin on its axis, as well as the book in his hand he has read carefully even though it is not finished.
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Muta was ready to lay his body, drowsiness was already afflicting him. Dense work makes you tired, tired, and sometimes lazy to wake up early
If not for the sake of the employee who depended on him, I would have been lazy but for the sake of the crowd, the company, my family should be excited.
In a different room, it just so happened to be the same unit. Ara had finished the ritual in her bathroom, ready to go up the bed.
"Yemen, tender, hmm happy me."
Ara smiled to herself, having just finished reading my favorite author. With more stories than anything else, this is special.
Just talking, Ara immediately tepar. has lost concentration, because the author he later akhinya
there's a new chapter.
Gadgets that he has no idea where? he thought only sleep, rest so that he could face the reality of life.
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