Simiskin And Rich Woman

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The sun, rain, and wind have become my nutrition food every day. Hungry, envious, and holding back wanting something that became a trend of young people has become commonplace in my eyes and heart. Later when I have moved to the barzakh realm I want to bow down and say to my god, "your god is indeed very fair, but why in my life there are so many shortcomings, Rob."

After meeting my mother I went straight to the malioboro parking lot where I got the money and saved up to buy something I wanted.

*I saw a black alpahrd car parked for a long time, then came out a beautiful woman who I was not faint with her face "maria"* I said in my heart, while watching her get off the prestigious car. I saw his face for a while and I turned my face away, I didn't want him to see me.

*"Hey post,"* faintly heard a woman calling me. I was surprised and did not imagine that Maria called me, even though she had met me for the first time at school, she already knew me.

"hi maria" I replied in a soft tone and a little nervous.

"what are you doing here?" ask maria.

"keep the parking lot, make my pocket money tomorrow" I replied.

"where are your parents, how come pocket money has to keep parking?"

*"it's good to be a rich parent" I said in my heart. *That question is like a knife to me, it's good to say that a woman if a man has beaten her mouth may be, I once said, "I'm willing to fight with 100 men versus one woman." I did not answer him and in order to divert the conversation I asked Maria.

"What are you doing in malioboro?" my spoken.

"I just walk, I was the first time in Jogja and curious about malioboro" he replied.

I was a little confused and appeared in my mind oh it turns out that the transfer person's maria is not a real person and I ventured to ask him, she said, maybe at school he explained the area and I fell asleep at the time.

"Lo, where are you really?" ask me again to maria.

*And I can only smile and be ashamed, but I want to do it again every night to sleep too late so that at school I sleepy. When maria wanted to continue her words maria driver reprimanded to quickly walk. "I'm in the post first" said Maria as she walked over and smiled at me.* And it feels like my earth is a little bit of a shock today whether it's an earthquake or a smile just now. I replied with a smile while bowing my head. Before long Mr. Jono broke my daydream by nudging me while saying "why is it a post?"

"My dear old friend sir, transfer student."

"Yaudah there is a motorbike to park quickly give the ticket." Continue pak jono while pointing at the motorbike that wants to park, then I rush to the motorbike that is parked and I give a ticket to him.

The day was getting late, the sign of Maghrib soon reverberated in the mosque of malioboro mosque, and a sign for my stomach that the food had been digested and hungry again.

Maghrib reverberated, sayup sayup clothes sellers or manic beads in malioboro has started to sprint to prepare to go home and dinner with family, and I never felt dinner together cool with my mother, kejuli, and that is a precious treasure to me.

Mr. Jono suddenly called me "that's your friend whose girl hasn't been back in the mail?" said mr. jono.

"maybe it's still the way, sir, he's only the first time this digaliobro" I replied while chewing food, I had not thought anything negative at that time.

before long there was someone who called me "post" said someone call it Mr. Anton.

"Yes sir, what's wrong?" my answer.

"That's a woman getting hit by a motorcycle" he continued.

"maria" I said loudly in my heart, while running towards the crowd, for some reason at that time my mind went straight to Maria.

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