Neighbor Oh Neighbor

pop Winda, Happy

After the series, the problem about the bontot brother who applied first, Now I understand why silence is gold, because asking the same person you already know the response is disappointing.

like opening an old, hard-earned wound you close it

Holding your word is like holding the wind in my stomach

In the sick pendam issued in say open disgrace.

If silence is true, it becomes gold

then I would rather hold back my words.

And exchange my gold, into haha money

Let the word wrestle in my mind only.

Than I had to get it out

And argue with other people's egos

The end is just disappointed

I'd better keep it

To enjoy in a third of my night

Enjoy this pain

Let you know that hoping in humans is

The art of self-harm that you intentionally.

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Let everyone think with his own assumptions, although in reality bitter indeed know the smallest sister first anyone who wants to ask her. But my heart hurts. It's not that I'm getting married, but that I feel sick, because it's been a barrier to my sister's, getting to the wedding.

Even though they always say it's okay, I don't know if I can talk about my feelings right now.

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Andini, introduce me to a man who is 2 years above me. Name's Fauji. Me and Fauji did ta'aruf with Andini.

Really Friend and Brother who is beautiful and big-spirited, willing to find me a prospective husband who he thinks is good and polite.

Andini always said, "if we just keep quiet without trying to find out where it will come from."

This time I tried to follow her example, to meet some of the men I would introduce.

If I feel fit then our relationship lasts and continues, if not enough until introductions only.

that afternoon it was exactly 3 months I knew Fauzi, his home in the district made it not so far to visit my home. Apparently Ms. Wiwik, Fauzi's mother, agreed if I married her child.

And to my surprise, both of my parents knew Wiwik's mother well.apparently they were old school friends.

Fauzi, who works in fashion, has a business in town, and apparently Fauzi's business is a place where I pick things up to sell at my boutique. Ah, what a coincidence.

All I know is that the place I took the goods is Dona's sister, apparently Dona is Fauzy's cousin, who is believed to manage her business.

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It was so happy to know the life of Fauzy, the ta'aruf that I lived with her getting my blessing from both my parents. And Fauzy's parents.

This afternoon out Fauzi will propose to me officially, from the morning the oldest family from the mother and father were busy preparing food to entertain guests. The event will be held in the afternoon after Magrib.

the usual simple application event that I asked for the event was simple, I used blue kebaya and also natural makeup.

Donation remarks from the neighbor ma'am irrigate my happiness, but I'm immune, I don't mind them.

The application event at Mulia smoothly, apparently the Fauzy family who had only been coming with his parents, not so he came with the other family a full car.

Women, who would not marry a man who is almost perfect. He is kind-hearted, courteous, generous, even if the Winda, makes a mistake by gently reprimanding him.

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The next day, news of Winda getting married in the near future, many received comments from the neighbors.

One or two people sympathized, but there was also a mistress of a Bu Euis, and Miss Romlah, and Maya.

this morning they gathered at the greengrocer, Winda who happened to be drying clothes into hot gossip material.

"Mom, I saw the bride and groom diligently bgt ya" said Bu Euis

"Huh, yes must be Rajinlah time to dapet good-natured handsome husband, well established, he just sat sweet, later kasian nak Fauzy, he just sat down, already out a lot of money for this eh dapet lazy wife" said Romlah mom with nyinyir.