Simiskin And Rich Woman

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"Kukabari mah but not until, continue me delivered the same posa ni."

"welcome, son, forget mother?"

The voice boomed in my ears, stirred my heart, restored my consciousness, until I fell silent and recalled the words of Mary's mother in the hospital.

"that's the mom who helped me when I got hit by yesterday."

"Oh that's that dirty kid."

The sound of HP was cut off, maria turned it off.

bamm, I can't help but hold back this rebellious feeling, but it's okay I can still handle it, and I'm from the economically poor, and I am, that's why I didn't want to mingle with rich friends or many people now call hype, said the mother later we always do not want to be grateful. as long as it's not the mother she's talking about your world, I don't date it that much.

Kusuri the streets continuously, while looking at the rearview mirror staring at the beauty of the creation of God while putting aside this pain of my heart.

"Sharelock mah?"

hahaha without us knowing we have been around the same road up to three times.

"Oh yes mar, your house which area is this."

"Wait a minute post, still in my mama sharelok."

chatting with the woman we like is more delicious than eating at a field stall with roasted chicken side dishes, time does not feel, the wind is not strong, and the taste of making out.

'left post'

Maria directed me to turn left towards the path of godean, the path that people usually call the path of many clitih, klitih means people walk in groups, he said, but gradually young people misinterpret and finally unfold klitih that many yogya people fear and ill-fated they are children who do a lot of harm such as bringing the evening hours and menqyatan to anyone which they passed. And my friend I forbid when we drink to perform the action I do not like, because it is not for me a gentleman and anyone who is reckless to do it will we interrogate and I ask to apologize for the sacrifice, because I immerse myself I'm naughty but don't be stupid.

'that's a gank to the left in the post'

getting into a gank with a lot of kids still playing with their peers, their faces full of happiness, and what I've always been surprised by before is that I love to see kids play and be happy,

'look at the little boy mar'

I saw the rearview mirror he seemed to listen to me while waiting for the next word I would say.

'happy yes they, playing with their peers while waiting for Maghrib to reverberate'

'yes pos'

maria just answered yes, maybe she didn't know what I meant, then

'not thinking about how he will eat tomorrow, thinking about how parents are hard to heat up the heat of sweating to find sustenance, in order to meet his secondary needs

'yes also post, there is no burden and want to play always'

'But it is so little child mar, he has not been too hot hot sun in the middle of a hole, facing the wind and make up for the waves, Maybe you used to be and still are?'

'hehehe he posts, I still depend on the old man, but I want to live alone with my own money'

'enjoy your parents' money as long as you can, reach what you want to achieve, if it's like I don't think it's like that, but I want to be a scholar and if God allows me to try to make it happen with the allowance I saved from before'.

"Yes post, so I want to join the people who are sorry said economy below me so that I am always grateful like this, btw wise this time you, I think only school fighters who do not think about education."

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