Not Glass Cans

101. Glory Melur Beach

Zayn approached, sitting on the sofa next to Garrick, who looked crumpled and disheveled. The boy patted his brother's shoulder gently. Relieved it.Inimitantly, want the heart to pat him represented. Thanks, Zayn...

"Patience, bang. Vim. May your mother recover quickly. There's still our mother!" Wise enough the Zayn gave entertainment. Surely in the future, that boy will be a great man.

"Yes, Zayn. Your mother is very kind. He's the one who takes care of everything my wedding is." Garrick said as he looked into my eyes. Duh, my heart's gone.

"It's supposed to be that, bang." Zayn turned off the TV screen that had been reduced. Then sit back on the sofa, next to his brother.

"El.." Uh, Garrick just called me.

"Yes..?" I asked him.

"Eating earlier, what's the matter. Why is that?" Well, Garrick can't make me anymore. Much different from the way he asked at the time before. Oh, Garju.., how do I tell you everything??

"There's a caterpillar..." Garrick's furrowed, like I can't believe what I said.

"What feather plate, where, El? I'll take care of the employees." Ah, my alibi is threatening others. Garrick seemed serious about what he said.

"Only in the vegetables..." I'm clear, it's just a trivial thing.

"okay, El. I'll go and punish the kitchen staff." Duh, the more severe the effect..

"Necessary, that's normal. I do that too often. Don't rebuke. I was just surprised that was.." But Garrick just kept looking at me. The man started not to believe in my deception.

"Really, El. Until that's your attitude response?" I'm not nodding. Her tone was really not believing my reason. I hope you understand that for yourself, Garrick..

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Forced to play the role of a turtle, sluggish and silent. In Batam this is a country without a brother who defends, so I choose the safe. My mother's face was in my eyes, wanting me to go home safe as soon as possible. I'm not the hero or the hero who wins at the end of the story. But I'm just an obscure figure of his fate. Just pray and live my hope.

Mr. David as well as the Graceful...The powerful man and number one here. His fortresses and protections are definitely not arbitrary. How his attitude, his nature, his kindness, his glory, or even his secret to what extent...

Usually, for the sake of stability and electability, whatever the libas. That said, politics is cruel. I was a crumb of rempeyek and tengginang. Who am I counting on? Garrick.., I'm not going to throw him into the brink of war. Let him know for himself. Keep believing, the above will punish in his way..And the optimist is always there, convinced that I am the winner!

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Zayn and I, along with a driver who was sent by Garrick to take us, have been sliding this morning through the city of Batam. In front of us were also two other cars containing Zayn's fellow doctors. He said our initial goal was to reach the six-seater bridge in Barelang.

Barelang Bridge, stands for Batam, Rempang and Galang bridges. Barelang Bridge is an icon and mascot of Batam island which is also popular with the name Habibie Bridge, because young people are the initiators. And this bridge is purely the work of the nation's children, only handled by the engineers of the country without any outside interference!

This six-connect bridge connects Batam island and six consecutive islands. Each bridge connecting each island has its own name.

The first island to be welcomed after leaving Batam is the island of Tonton, with the first and longest connecting bridge named Tengku Fisabilillah Bridge. Ah.so remember the ferocious assistant on his ship, Ton.

And to reach the Vietnamese village on the island of Galang, will pass the fifth bridge, Tuanku Tambusai Bridge. And in front there is still waiting for the sixth bridge, the shortest connecting bridge to the island of Galang Baru as the last island connection.

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Until here we finally, relax with the breeze and the stretch of white sand along the beautiful coastline. Yes, we have stopped at the first destination, the beautiful beach Glory Melur. I hope to meet my Paradise here.. No-no, my first Paradise was there, at the Garju hotel. Maybe you are having a fake smile welcoming the arrival of relatives with a pretend happy face. Ah, Garrick., what a pity you are!

🏖🏖🏖🏖🏖🏖🏖🏖🏖 Sorry worry lorry, not the intent of muter-muter author, but pity in Elshe who again keiban puyeng, we follow him as a petite wolking-wolking. Before finally really returning home and adem ayem in Java!⛱⛱⛱⛱🐳🐳🐳🐳🐳🐢🐢