
...Nong...
My chat still hasn't responded to Eliza.
Hhh... Fucking chick! Ask to respond, but my turn flash response even koq kayak kayak terbar cheap my self-esteem! Hixes. Please, Beib! Not gini, nape?!
Trings
And finally! Eh? Not anyway? But the Eel is chattering!
^^^Tot, invited by Mr. Sub to Ibu Imah on Wednesday^^^
What's the show, Lip?
^^^They will leave next week umroh^^
Treeetc... Treeetc... Treeetc...
"Hallo's? Lip?"
...[.You must come tar malem thursday, Tot! Mr. Subekti asked me for help this afternoon until how many times it was to the Puskesmas just to tell you elo!]...
"Yes. Lah? Cak Sub khan has a hape?"
...[.It was a bathtub two weeks ago. Blom is being served!]...
"okay! Malem thursday? When to leave?"
...[.Next Wednesday. Hhh... Glad yes, worship to the holy land, husband and wife! Maybe one day I could be with my partner!]...
"Aamiin..."
...[.Hm... How about Sunday, Tot! Duh has a girlfriend! It must hang out dong lo ya Eliza! I´m... Ngenes! Dowager apes!]...
"What a Lip! Don't cake ah by the way. Can't! Let's spirit!"
...[.Hhh... How do I want spirit! But I am grateful. My days are busy now. So then... Not too excited either! Hehe.]...
"Eh, Miss Ubaid how are you? What's he... Sosor elo, Lip?"
...[.What is elo's question? Lo gajebo! Lo kira mas Ubay duck-derived, likes sosor squandering!]...
"Jeek... Khan I just asked, Lipah! Don't rent kalee' either'!"
...[.Hehe... Ordinary aja. Despite his attention, I admit it is sweet! But... Ga! I don't think about love. Anyway, I also belom long ago status widow from Bryan. It's not good the effect. Just a month to the hammer and receive an official letter of divorce, the time has been looking for a change!]...
Good, Alifah! I believe, you women are good from the best. Lo ga will drop your pride for the sake of a word LOVE. And I really respect because elo ga likes to be a rotating trophy that is passed by a guy here and there even though you are beautiful, attractive and young.
...[.Tot?!? Hello?]...
"Hi! I still exist. Still heard your voice, koq!"
...[.Oh hehehe... I thought you were sleeping. Lo koq lemes Tot? Wh why? Do the belom eat, right? Eat first! Do not mostly date, eat LOVE doang mah ga ngenyangin, Tot!]...
"Suke! But yes too! I forgot I ate! Mom's dad's not home anymore. Again help sodara hajatan in the next village."
...[.A sodara? Turns out Mom's dad has sodara in PP too?]...
"Hehehe... Sodara. Dad had many acquaintances. In fact, I want to be betrothed to the same children who just moved here!"
...[.Real ones? Whoa... Still, trus?]...
"Ga so. It's not a soul mate."
...[.Why?]...
"I was still stressed out depressed and that girl had a boyfriend! Hhh..."
...[.Tot! Suppose that... Lo belom shoot Eliza. Might as well... Maybe right now, we.]...
Honestly my heart throbbed as Alifah repeated the question sentence that drove me CRAZY thinking about life and soul mate floating like this.
Eliza was jealous of the Eel. If there are words chat nyeleneh little, danger to my love.
"Udah first huh? I want to eat, Lip! On Thursday night I came. Please takein to Cak Sub same Ning Imah!"
...[.Okay!]...
Clik.
Hhh... Only a breath I can breathe.
My chat with Miss Lilis was just beheaded doang. Hhh... Lis, don't cuekin me too long, please!
I took the plate in the shelf.
Opening the service, the full dinner menu that I have prepared for me.
Mom is the best. He always looked at me in all matters. Even under the plate of his homemade pesmol fish tucked a piece of paper that read 'EAT A LOT YA SON, FATHER MOTHER TONIGHT NGINAP AT HOME WAK HARIS'
I smile.
Imaginary in the head. If I had a family later, had a wife, would I still serve every day like this? Am I gonna keep living with them one roof like this? Or the... Leaving him like Cak Subekti and Ning Imah who often vent to feel awkward and lonely away from children.
Hhh...
Mother's cuisine is always the best and most delicious. Mom is the greatest chef in the whole world.
But for some reason, eating alone like this was unpleasant. There are people who really feel lonely. Especially after remembering the two faces of Father Mother, Cak Sub was also Ning Imah.
It turns out that it is not wrong very yes, if Mr. Ridwan Kamil ever said more choose a partner than a child. Because it is the couple who will accompany us until old age. As for the child, it has its own life and hand line. Hixes. My koq is sad, huh?
My mom once said I was the most anticipated child after five years of marriage.
According to their stories, I'm actually not an only child.
She was pregnant several times before giving birth to me. But the miscarriage continues because of the mother's weak uterus.
And the sad news, it turns out there is a disorder in the womb of the mother that makes it difficult for her to have children. So, I am the golden child that they so desire and worship.
There are many hopes and good prayers that they certainly always pray for my life in the future. So, I don't have to worry too much about the things God has arranged for me.
I believe, God is All. Good soul mate, sustenance, death is His business. We humans are only obliged to try and do not forget to pray. That'sthat's all.
Yes, Gatot! Tumben says it's true!
I finished my meal. Wash dishes immediately so that your kitchen does not have dirty dishes like when he left. Then enter the room after locking the front and back doors of the house.
Room is the most favorite privacy area.
I called Mom, because this heart misses her so much.
...[.Hello, Tot? What was? Have you come home? Have you eaten yet? Had shower? Isha'an?]...
My smile expands. That's Mother. There were always a lot of questions asked before I complained at length.
Mother. I love Mom. Thank you for giving birth to me in this world through your loving and tender self. Stay healthy, Mother. Suppose God allows, I would very much like to send Daddy Mom Umrah like Cak and Ning. But... Right now I only have twenty-five million savings.
Hhh... For a while, it was just my fantasy! Hixes. Come on, spirit tot!
May Allah give me a way to seek more. I'm aiming to get married, get married next year. So for now the focus is on the future.
How much does Betewe cost? Hm. (head scratch).
Sleep ah, who knows dreams get a suitcase of money. Can make Umrohin Father Mother to the Holy Land. Wkwkwk haduh Tot, Tot!
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