Simiskin And Rich Woman

Celebrations

'Yes post, so I want to join the people who are sorry for the economics below me so that I am always grateful like this, btw wise of you, I thought you were just a school fighter who didn't think about education'

This bike is my first witness how happy I am today, I said in my heart 'strike also not papa tut lu, let the longer I' murmured in my heart.

'That's the post, my house'

'It can't be this small house' I said in my heart, 'he left school using an alphard and a private driver'

I parked my butut motorbike at home that was not worth using, with old-colored tile and a foundation that has been a lot of cropping.

Maria opened the helmet and while I was still daydreaming in disbelief.

'Come post, come in first' bring maria to me.

'This is your house, Mar?' I asked him while opening the helmet of a good-looking destroyer.

'Father post' he nodded with a smile, and I spontaneously knitted my eel sign I did not believe it.

'Come in' he'll shut me down for the second time.

I took a deep breath and walked with Mary.

'Lo mar how do we turn here?'

'Come on with the post'

I could just shut up and follow him from behind with a brain that knew the direction.

And without me realizing that there was a magnificent mansion behind this livable house, and now I believe that this is the real maria house.

'Who's house is mar?' I asked him.

'Rumahku poss, just bought yesterday the plan is to be made the same car's motorcycle luggage'

'Owalah' as I scratch my head scratching his confused sign and amazed that there is a house this big and this luxurious, with a design that is modern to modern and wrapped with a classic design to be typical of this house is so majestic and elegant.

Trembling, awe, and a sense of excitement I experienced when I set foot in the house.

'Assalamualaikum mam's'

'Waalaikum salam nak'

The sound of sandals began to sound closer and soon appeared the woman or mother maria from the second floor while sticking her hands to her son and to me.

'I just say goodbye, Mar'

I want to get out of this house immediately, and head to the parking lot.

'Oh nak posa want to balek first, yes papa want him to go home first'

This powerless heart restrains how despicable this woman is, and without realizing we are fellow creatures of god and our riches belong only to God.

'Okke ma'am, mar, I balek first ya'

'Thank you posa, tomorrow again yes' said maria.

When I started leaving the house, Maria's mother said, 'why do you want to hang out with that little guy mar, you smell'

The voice shrunk my ears.

'already, her name is also mother' I murmured lightly to calm my emotions.

******

'Assalamualaikum ma'am' said iyok to my mother.

'Yes yok, how about nyari posa po?'

'Yes ma'am, it was parked he didn't exist'

'Try calling yok'

******

My phone shook, and I immediately sidestepped my bike from this big road.

'Yes yok'

'Pos....., where are you?'

'In the cave road runs out of the cave, why yok'

'No matter what poss, the son of the child is looking for you, the word birthday he said'

'Walah yaudah later the mallem finished the cave markings directly otewe to tongkrongan dah' I replied to iyok.

'Promise yes'

'Yes yok'

'Ready awaited'

I turned on my mobile phone and drove back to the parking lot with a relieved and arid mind.