Not Ready to Get Married (Bad Boy VS Good Girl)

Season 4 Part 2

I ran here and there with Bobo, but the security is the same. Already can not escape let alone evade, resigned alone rather than taken to the police station. It can be difficult to deal with the police. Who will vouch for me or gush me. I am a kara. Fate, this.

"I'm sorry Om burly, I just say. No other meaning." I explained the sitting. Who knows the second Om's burly gospel of pity again.

"You know you can't fuck around here!" snapped it. He looks creepy. Makes my hair goosebumps. Though just want to collect a little money for Bobo milk even ends up in the second hand Om burly. I think I want to flap, right?

"You know, that's why I'm in, but quite a lot of tablets that I use money."

"You step aside" The secretary of the handsome man approached us.

"Good sir." The two burly men finally left as well. Thankfully, there was this angel. Congratuations. But why would he come to me. Don't ask me to be his mistress or his mistress.

I kept thinking about what this man meant and what his purpose was. Maybe I'd like to be reported to a mental institution. I feel sane is just stupid. What is the difference between stupid and crazy? Distinguish.

"You!" his screeches.

"Yes me," I replied innocently.

"What's your name?" tanyakanya. He looked at me who looked odd in addition to holding a baby on my back.

"Aara Camelia" I answered. Don't be so prejudiced. Maybe he asked for an address. Understand Om-Om today likes to forget his own house, stray mulu to the house of cheating, savings or actors.

"Still in school?" tanyakanya. She knew from my small posture and my plain face. It's obviously still clean, it must be a schoolboy.

Wait for me to be quiet for a moment. Why does it feel like it is introgerated. Could I be registered for Hajj is not, maybe a list of singers in a talented event. But my voice was flattened, even the goats ran away when they heard it.

"Still Om, but two classes should have graduated. Well this is my fate, the value of every day is zero, if sports lessons selling chips, art lessons any tool I use is damaged, students who are not missed Om." I'm even confiding here and there. Rich people talk to psychologists.

"I didn't ask that," he said. I am the sad one. Who would want to hear my curses.

"Oh that, even though I have been at length yes talk kirain Om want to hear other stories, I have summarized it so it is not too baper."

I was humorous and never took anything seriously. It's hard to make me hurt. If people say, atine's tidbits.

"Take this money, go home!" The secretary gave me an envelope. Wait this isn't to bribe me for seeing him in a nightclub. Gambling, drinking alcohol and being with sexy girls? Means I splashed sin dong.

"This isn't money shut up Om?" my many.

"No, alms from someone" he replied.

"Alhamdulillah, but this is halal is not Om? I don't want to be accused of embezzling funds, this guy's red money isn't dark."

The secretary was just shaking with my words. He thinks there are still strange creatures like me in modern times.

"It's halal, so take it!" the answer.

"Please Om, may Allah repay Om's kindness, shed his fortune, live long, always healthy. Moreover, I forgot the text used by beggars. I remember Om first, afraid that there is tar keliwat no afdol," I said.

"There is no need" he said.

"Yes do not add a wife, because divorce cases are increasingly widespread, actors become the main cause of divorce. The child becomes a victim, the job is a mess, the ex-wife becomes a widow, Om nyesel deh cheating," I said at length. Understand now more actors than job applicants. So the actor has become the main profession.

"Ha ha ha, you're funny, you're limited" he said, glad to hear me speak.

"Wa'alaikumsallam."

I hurried off the Om. Worried about changing my mind because my mouth is hard to compromise if you have spoken at length. Understand I'm plain or losdol.

"The boss has to get to know the little girl, the day must be interesting" he said.

***

I bought formula milk, diapers and baby bottles. I have to have enough stock to not cram like that. Fortunately only money is poured, try if it is pushed to give a baby, mending to make omelet and omelette cow's eye.

I was about to pay for the things I bought, there were two little kids sleeping in the mini market. Sometimes I find my life difficult but seeing them, I realize my life is much better.

I walked back down the aisles of the food shelf. My hand took two loaves of bread and two mineral waters. Then I paid for everything.

When I finished, I walked out of the mini market and woke them up.

"Dek ... deck ... deck wake up!" call me to the two boys.

They're up. One of them is a boy I think is 10 years old and the other is probably about 8 years old. His clothes were dirty and ripped. Looks limp and skinny. I feel sorry to see them. I really need to be thankful. All this time complaining turns out they suffered much more than me.

"Take this!" I gave them bread and mineral water.

"Thank you brother." They received bread and mineral water with great pleasure. His gloomy face looked excited. It was as if bread and mineral water were like an oasis in the desert.

"Where are your parents?" my many. Poor little kids alone. Sleeping in the emperor.

"We were expelled by stepmother after father died."

My heart is hurting. I was abandoned by my mother when I graduated Junior High, still lucky for both of them.

"Do you have a place to stay?" my many.

"No." Means they've been bums all along. He looks unkempt and his body is thin. Poor thing, that's his stepmother.

"Let me take you to a foundation near here, you can stay there" I asked.

"Thank you brother."

I drove the two kids to the foundation where I used to live. After selling chips I quit the foundation and chose to spend my life independent. Although it's not easy but I've been living it for three years. Now I can pay the cost and cost of my school, yes sometimes in arrears, due to the nagging of TU staff is common, TU is common, especially if you want an auto test under the table so it is not sought after by TU staff because SPP is proud, yes the ends are given convenience with installments as they can. If my brain is top cer rich in lights, maybe I become a class champion dapet duty students go into high struggle and set up a chip factory, the edges of the chips again.

Go home and make some milk for Bobo. Fortunately Bobo from earlier slept continuously, in indeed a baby henchman. Just know that Mommy is busy looking for money to buy her milk.

"Bobo, Momy can already buy milk. Thank God there are good people who give us money. Indeed yes, the windfall of children is just that," I said. Bobo just kept staring at me. Understandably Bobo is a baby who knows I'm talking about this. The important thing is that he looks up to me I am grateful.

I just gave Bobo's milk a knock on the door.

Tuk .. tuk .. tuk ...

"Who was midnight knocking on the door? pocong time want to ask for a rope? or the postman asked for a fake address? I don't think so, could it be the police because I'm being reported at a nightclub?" I'm speculating this is it. For being chased by two burly men and getting an impromptu money from a stranger. I got scared. Though my intention is only to buy Bobo milk.