Simiskin And Rich Woman

Blissfulness

"May I try first, bro." I also do not want to linger long to get on this bike immediately.

I took him out of the gate and I grabbed this old motorcycle, and it might be mine soon.

Surprised, yes definitely, just a few times I scared the vespa motorbike. Happy, of course, who is unhappy if something you dream about becomes a reality.

There is no ceasing to my heart to give thanks to his khaliq for what I prayed three years ago to this day, smiling smile like a king has a son.

"Where?" Ask a friend.

"Brother bro, how much is that bro?"

I just go straight to the point, because it is very suitable that I ask and comfortable when used.

"5,600,000 just bro." The answer.

"Okke bro, deal." Even my friend smiled, I also smiled at this transaction.

We also headed to the guest room again to talk for a while and handed him the letter of his motorbike.

"Based the drink, let me get you the letter first." Say a bad friend.

"Where's poss?" Ask padil.

"Top dil." I held up my thumb while smiling.

"Dine, if gini is good if we want to attack you already have a motor, immediately look for girls no nih."

"Ah can bae lu dil, markir first aja important mah."

Although I was happy, but it was only a small happiness compared to raising my mother's hajj, which he had dreamed of since I first smp.

"This is the letter, it can be read first."

"Don't read it yet, bro."

I read it from the first owner's hand, the machine number, to the skeleton number.

"Fool." I said while taking the money that was in my wasbag.

"This bro try to count first."

My friends started counting the money I gave them.

Oh yes before I went to the transaction, my money I traded in diindomaret first, because a lot of coins and dimehhan money that if I bring, my wallet does not fit until I use plastic to carry it.

"Pas bro."

Padilpun again chatted again with his theme, and revealed that his theme of school in art smk. it is appropriate in his home a lot of paintings and sculptures made, and, and fortunately smk art with smk I get along and no dispute in the least.

Time shows at half 5 pm, not because it's a happy day, I code solid to move immediately because I have to prepare my futsal shoes that if I play play I must glue first so as not to look gaping.

Not long after saying goodbye. "Bro I'm home first yeah, it's this afternoon."

"Okke dil, thanks for this bro." Answerthe theme.

We say goodbye and leave immediately.

"Poss, would you like to stop by tongkrongan first?"

"May dil."

We immediately went to the mother sri stall, the stall where my friend used to hang out.

*******

"Poss don't forget it." When I photographed futsal shoes.

"Where is this child, the growth tumben does not keep the parking lot."

"Cons."

"Yes mar."

"Pose where the tumben is not keeping the parking lot."

"You see the bike he said mar."

"Oh okay, con."

"Kruyuk." Belly sounds.

I immediately went to the dining table and opened the boiler and there was no contents in it.

"Mom, ma'am ..." I called bu izzah and there was no sign of the word at all.

And then I asked the security guard, "where is Izzah's father?"

"Bu izzah is still coming home non, his son is sick."

"Okay, okay, sir."

I immediately opened the shoope food and ordered gacoan noodles to fill my stomach so that it would not sound again.

"Yangg."

"What's up, tumben ngechat?" I replied cynically because he hadn't told me in days.

"No papa whog, break up yes we like we can't be together anymore."

My heart was messed up, gloomy, and furious, but it's okay this is what I want. I've known for a long time that my boyfriend was cheating on me.