Mystery of Love

Impartiality

I decided to accept Davic and have written a letter for him just leave it to mbak Indi. My mind was dead, there were only worries I felt. Worried he'd do worse. Hopefully not caught by the manager and not ketakzir.we will see what happens next.

The next morning at school I felt my eyes getting more and more blurry. I could not clearly see the writing on the board because the seat was a bit far from the board. While at the beginning I sat on the front bench so I could still read it even though it was a little blurry.

I feel it is because of my bad habit of reading too closely when I want to sleep. But I ignored him and over time my eyes became more blurry so I often asked Inun who was next to me, what writing was on the blackboard. And I often borrow his notes to copy them in the cottage.

Ms. Inun then suggested to me that I check my eyes and it was heard by my homeroom teacher.

He took me to town to check my eyes. From the results of the test it is known that my right eye minus 3 and my right eye 1.25. The teacher offered to buy me glasses but I refused.

Finally I asked permission to go home to Gus Zaki because my mother was late'an when my mother had picked me up, on the grounds of wanting to buy glasses. And indeed we went straight to the optics to check the eyes again, another test that is almost the same as the test I did before. Then my mom ordered glasses with a little price negotiation.

I just stayed overnight at home and the next day I went straight back to the cottage. Because my hobby when riding in a car is rarely I go back to the cottage on public transport. More often I ask to be delivered on a motorcycle by my cousin's brothers, especially his children bude.

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Finally I became the four eyes after the glasses that mother ordered were ready and mother delivered them to me at the cottage

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"An....!"call him. I looked at him and he smiled at me. I returned her smile and headed straight for class while she walked straight to her class. Just like it was our interaction.

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Sunday after the ro'an, my room that day got a turn to clean the bathroom.we worked faster to be able to participate in the study Mr. Zein, ustadz faforitku.

We took a shower in a hurry and panicked because the water was still a little not up to 2 kolah made us confused. Fortunately I was in the bathroom number 2 which contained a diesel water channel from outside the cottage exactly next to the tomb of Mbah yai Ismail.

I took a shower by pulling my dipper under a large faucet whose huge flow of water our term 'hyprazing' helped me speed up my bath time.

I was relieved when I got to school Mr. Zein was not yet broken. I looked out the window at the school that looked empty because Sunday school activity was on holiday. Only a few children were seen to the tomb