Mystery of Love

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" iki lo kajange dadi tonggo...!"

" heee.....iyo ta....mbarek harjo ta?"

" iyo mbak kum...."

Hadeh.. whereas just like that whole Indonesia knows, how about more than that...

That's the beginning of our closeness, because of comforting someone, we often talk harjo and finally discuss other things that are not clear jluntrungannya.

" Arek iku ngrokok you know. said mbak kum once. "Grand I'm not happy with Mbarek arek ngrokok.your crew is like ta tul?" ask me then

" i don't have a problem. ordinary ae. "

" grandfather criteria for a pean yok opo mbak kum?"

" pingine seng ngganteng"

" nek I pingine seng meneng zinc patient, continue morotuwone yo seng patient" I said

" grandfather I want to take seng ngguanteng seng sugih" said another friend of ours who participated in the trip

"i pingine seng seng seng seng sabih" said jeng kar his close friend mbak kum who in the end was also close to me.

" i mene-mene gelem dipoligami.." said mbak us.

" heh...? polygamy? I'm mooh." said the MTS children sitting with us, in unison.

"opo o you know how to use pea kok gelem in polygamy?"

" cheque e get surgane wrestling rewards Alloh"

haaaah...... yes sala...m is it easy to undergo polygamy?

ono-ono ae mbak us iki.

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Although the entire northern and southern huts are very many but who participate in the pack zein class is very few. Equivalent to one formal class.

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Silence, there was only the voice of Mr. Zein who was reading and then explained the taklimul muta'allim. And we were busy making sense while writing Mr. Zein's testimony. Although Mr. Zein's voice was not too loud but we could hear him clearly.

"Tolabul ilmi it must get the blessing of parents, especially a mother. Tomorrow-tomorrow if it has become a mother must carefully keep the oral care of her heart. Do not let krentek elek nang children. let alone to say, arek you know. kok nuakal se.. mboten angsal ngggeh mbak. Utapane ibuk niku muandi sanget. even krentek ndek ati mawon dikabulno gusti Alloh. "

" There was a girl who had just come home from college and she was so tired that she fell asleep on the bed in her room. His mother, who was sewing clothes, needed help inserting thread into the needle. He then asked his daughter who had just entered into the lanopo bean-chamber son?- for a while there was no answer then the mother asked again - peanno jarume ibuk iki ya...!- the mother who did not get an answer from her daughter then stroked her chest because she felt neglected. she was a little upset then her heart muttered 'no good urip peanut son'

Time passed until the girl was 40 years old but she was not married until her sisters were married first and had children.

When her nephew called her bude. bude. she was very sad when she was a beautiful and good girl but at a mature age she was not married. And no less sad is that IBunya who felt it was his prayer to the child when he was upset

Mangkane mbenjeng-mbenjeng nek dadi ibuk speaking sak by the way ati-ati. However, the problem with our children is still chanting zinc sae. Keto'ane anake kok nggudo, directly said 'Robbi habli minas solihin, arek kok pinter soleh ngene se....."

Until my focus was split because my friend who was sitting in front of me took my hand while hinting that there was a princess who called me, on the side, she whispered very slowly

I who could see the door of the cottage from my seat started to get restless. I saw some of my underclassmen who were standing at the door of the princess cottage saying I was on the side with the movement of their lips while pointing at the office of the princess guest.

I'm kind of wondering why I'm the only one on the side. Usually the mbak ima family who come to the cottage and my mother will leave my needs to her brother or father mbak ima.

who came to see me? it's impossible if it's my mom or dad.

Without me realizing, Mr. Zein has been looking at me from earlier. I immediately wavered because the eye view of Mr. Zein was like hinting at his dislike. I swallowed the saliva while looking down not daring to look at Mr. Zein.

" pean ta seng is mined?" ask zain

I raised my head to make sure that the question was properly addressed to me.

I nodded while saying furiously slowly after seeing Mr. Zein still staring at me.

mr. Zein let me out with his hand signal. I immediately closed my book and bowed to Mr. Zein for a while then resigned from his assembly, Mr. Zein. Actually I was frightened by Mr. Zein's reaction but I was also curious.....