Simiskin And Rich Woman

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The task lesson was finished, friends posta began to disperse one by one, some went to class there were kantin to buy ice water first.

"Let's go to the cafeteria first." Take maria to posa, trio and econ.

"Jaudah come on." Posa immediately agreed, because the activity under the hot sun just makes the throat dry.

Walk the four of them to the school cafeteria, buy ice, sit down for a while and then go to the toilet to change into white clothes ash again.

The pr of pak jono has been completed, the students have already taken place, then continued the next lesson until the last lesson, remains as usual, there is nothing to tell.

"Today's lesson is closed, don't forget to study at home, let's get your stuff done, then read the prayer home." Said the last lesson teacher the sign of the end of school today which for posa is just like this. School for him is just like this there are only cool lessons and no.

"Let's get together post back is awaited this." Say the trio finished reading the prayer home while telling the news of the group.

"Come on gass." Answer posa.

"I'll go home first." Mary said as she parted ways with the three of them.

"Yes, heart of heart." Posa.

Before long maria entered the car, there was a message entered on her phone, she thought it was chat from aziz's men, pisapun curious and then she pulled out her phone. Turns ...

"The heart of the post." Maria said via whatsap.

Posa immediately smiled her own smile and was a little excited which made the trio and econ astonished.

"Why are you ***?"

"No papa con." Posa calmly.

On this day do not know tomorrow can still meet mother or meet the creator, brawl for me is still a scourge to be stopped but I have gone deeper, want anywhere I have to finish, he said, no one knows when our lives are taken, we must always be awake when the angel picks up with a different face.

"Come on gass." Say posa excitedly so that his friends are confident and do not tremble.

Motorpun began to drive from the parking lot to a place that has been the posa and aziz gang promised, posa friends go hand in hand, without disturbing road users.

Do not forget we buy a small bottle of ciu to calm down, bottled aqua, then drink alternately on the street.

***

Ibuk posa back peddle selling in an ordinary place that is malioboro, but today his face is filled with deep anxiety.

"Jono's father will tell posa no yes, hopefully not."

"Where is posa, this hour has not yet gone to the parking lot?" Posa arap arap anxious mother, he only realized when it was late afternoon and there was no sign of the existence of posa.

"Mom I'll trade for a minute."

"Yes, ma'am isna." Answer se paguyuban's friend with posa's mother.

The post mother walked half-run to the parking lot to see if the posta was there.

"Mom." Call pak jono when the new posta mother comes.

"Sir jono, try chat posa where he is." Posa mother said in a tone that clashed with a sting-cut breath.

"Good ma'am, sit here first ma'am.".

"Poss, where are you?, looking for your mother."

Sent a message to posa via whatsap, no answer for a few minutes, then pak jono immediately called him, just as there was no sign

"You where son." Posa's mother said softly but sounded until pak jono's ear.

"No, mom." Said the man a little old and tattooed on his right arm.

At the end of this postal mother often feels excessive worry because the fear of loss exceeds any other in the world. His grandfather forced to bring posa to be the successor to his business empire, the second wife of the posta father turned out to have no offspring until now that makes pisa grandfather expect it.

***

Taunting was not inevitable, from a distance it looks a little more crowded aziz gang than my school gang, smk can not be far from the battle, but it can not be far from the battle, I don't know who created it but to me the creator if he knew that many young victims were falling he would be haunted by guilt for the rest of his life.

As usual posa in the front row, followed by the theme behind lined up a little scrambled.

"Strong to your wani .." cried posa.

"Woi anj***, come forward lo." Taunting gang aziz, which at least does not make the fear of the posa gang.

"Come on." Say posa lirih accompanied by a small run while swinging the sajam.

Inevitable clashes, all the expertise possessed issued, once missteps can be disastrous. This time Posa did not look for aziz but instead sought bingka, the son of bu toni.

***

"Ndak papa ma'am, maybe posa still nongrkong with his friend." Said jono.

"Yes sir, I akhri akhri is often worried because the grandfather posa still constantly wants to meet posa.

"I'm sure Posa won't leave his mother for someone who comes to ask for it, and doesn't recognize it.

"Yes sir." Posa said looking at the face of Pak jono.

"oh yes for a moment ma'am, I was told that my house was a warehouse that used to be made by bawuran smk children, kali posa was still there.

"Good sir." Posa's mother.

Posa had not been scolded again if he clashed, his mother had warned him too often, but there was no change at all.

"There's no son smk no jon." Call Pak jono to his theme who guards parking not far from the warehouse.

"There's jon, still their brawl."

"Where's smk?"

"Don't know I don't really understand."

"Okke okke suwun." Said jono at once closed the conversation.

"Bu posa is still the brawl of the cake."

"ALLAH lee." Said the mother with a blank look.

"No papa ma'am posa is a hotshot." Jono sir re-enforced bu isna.

"Yes sir, I'm not going back to my place of sale."

"Yes ma'am, it's nothing to ignore about posa."

Although the words of Pak jono may not be able to cover up the anxiety of bu isna, but he has tried to make the bu isna calm.

Miss Isna left with a smile.

***

"God, may nothing happen with Posa." Mary leaves prayers for the posa on the prayer mat.

After maria said the Ashar prayer she quickly changed clothes and headed to kemalioboro to look for the crowd, her heart was filled with sadness, the memories of him and Ashr were still swinging ngayun in the head that made him annoyed and in an irregular mood. He passed through the place posa used to paddle sustenance, there was only seen Pak jono who was standing while smoking his cigarette.

"Not yet to return." Maria said to herself as she passed by the parking lot.

Maria also parked her motorbike not far from there, she sat in a chair maliobor chair while looking at a woman whose face was similar to the face of the posta.