Simiskin And Rich Woman

Morning blind

'This cave aja hang bandarin yok'

Iyok handed the bottle to me with an empty slof Iyok myself who was still strong to sit even though his mind was out of nowhere, and iyok typical of the old man who when he was high he would tell what he was hiding.

'We'll take a step back yok, we'll both still have the bottle intact'

'By my possaku' while laughing.

I opened the last bottle while staggering.

'Huekkk'

Econ looks tilted his body and spit out the food he ate earlier before leaving to hang out'

I immediately stood up and stomped his throat up and down until the nausea disappeared.

'Vomit only con, don't be ashamed I'm still standing'

'Yes, thank you pos'

'Wouldn't you want to come out again?'

'Udah is not a post'

'Yaudah went to bed again con'

Before long the econ returned to lay down like a fat and distinctive stranded whale with his roar when sleeping.

You know what he put out?, yap right, the Javanese people used to call it "snoring".

I also spent it alone with the wind in the night, the earth like a tummy shaking my head swinging crazily, this is what I felt when alcohol attacked me, maybe this is a bad experience but take the good side that alcoholic drinks only remove the burden of the mind for a moment, when we realize the world runs as usual with our daily lives, respectively, and the world won't be on your side if you don't set foot on your own.

I stared at the sky I saw the moon illuminate hundreds of stars that brightened, which is why I love the moon, it can illuminate so many stars in space, without reciprocating to it.

The night was getting late eyelids were unbearable again I took a bottle of drinking that is still it, then I lay my head facing the true roof for those who do not have a home.

The morning attacked....

When I woke up with a natural alarm that is the spontaneous sun lecture clock signifying 6 am, my other friends were already home some of the only remaining me, word, iyok, and econ. I woke them up one by one to go home and go to school.

'Con let's go back in the morning'

'Huaahhh' he yawned and opened his eyes and sat down.

'Come post'

'Then I wake the others up first'

I woke up my friend who was still sleeping and I waited until he got dirty and went home to get ready to go to school.

'Come with gass'

The morning mist is visible from a distance but when we approach it all disappears and breaks, you know what the creation of this god means, maybe this one of the gods shows the existence of the usefulness of the eyes and the brain's sense of reasoning, this I think I'm just making up what's on my mind.

The merchant began to heat his motorbike with his flagship cart, the mother swept the porch of the house, the children were seen from the room of the house watching his favorite cartoon while waiting for a cooked side dish, and I never felt that way as a kid.

Seen from a distance the house is not worth using with the door still closed neatly, my mother must be preparing her trade and preparing to leave to sell the lease as usual, as usual, and I just came home drinking with a slightly staggering body, would I be scolded?, certainly not because this has become commonplace in the eyes of the woman I love the most, am I disobedient?, maybe not because my mother is pleased with him but not with the god who has forbidden him through his great nas nas nas.