Simiskin And Rich Woman

maria

Call me posa, I went to school in high school in Yogyakarta, I was known as a street man because my life could not be far from fights and nightlife, but if it's a woman's problem I'd rather fight with 100 men than 1 woman. I live only with my mother, my father has been married to another woman, since I was in elementary school and have never given me a penny since. Smp I have been looking for my own money to ease the burden of my mother until now I stepped on 2nd grade high school, many periods of maturity are formed. This is just a brief bio about me, there are still a lot of heavy things that I will experience and will explain in the form of this novel.

The schoolgirl's gasps began to talk about a transfer woman, she was named maria, she was beautiful, graceful, friendly and also rich. All my friends talked about her beauty, and on that day the story or chat in the corner of the class was about the moving woman.

*"Woi!," I rebuked my friend who was chatting coolly while laughing out loud. *Then as usual I immediately sat in a circle, guess what they were still talking about, so guess what they were still talking about the transfer girl, whom I had not seen her face, "what is his face like" I said in my heart.

"Hey post, there's a beautiful transfer girl bet dah," said my friend. With a confident tone that he would be hers.

"Ah change the reformer," I replied with a flat face.

I was not very interested in romance at that time, although my friend was showing off affection to me, still I still did not want to. All I thought about was going home from school I should get money to eat today and tomorrow with my mom.

"K-rings." The school bell rings as class marks are about to begin.

My friends my friends left each of us where we were hanging out, and they hoped that the transfer boy would be placed in his class. "Ah already, let's enter the con," I said as I left. "Come poss."

I soon entered the class after the others.

Before long the teacher came by holding a beautiful and clean woman. "Is this the woman that the schoolgirls were talking about" I said in my heart. "It's only natural that many talk about it, beautiful people gini" I said.

I was a little stunned by how it looked, but still there was nothing interesting, as I used to lay my head on the table and close my eyes.

Mary introduced herself in great detail.

I hope that Mary is not placed in the seat next to me, because it is empty.

It turned out that my guess was wrong, the teacher's mother then pointed to the seat next to me to occupy maria, then maria sat down.

"posa ..." My teacher yelled at me.

Then I slowly raised my head and faced forward, "sleeping school can no longer. "I just sighed deeply, saying in my heart "mother doesn't know what I'm doing after school until late at night".

Then my teacher continued her lesson and I forced my head to never put it on the table again with the lesson I hated so much biology.

But I don't know why my eyes are so excited today.

Is there a maria beside me?, or is this lesson easy for me to understand?.

The question immediately poked in my head until I kidnapped the kidnapper look at the transfer woman and occasionally see the lesson, and the end I did not know the reason. Whether it's the woman next to me or the lesson I learned this time.