Simiskin And Rich Woman

Pose coma

Tears are unstoppable again, falling on his son's shirt, the tiny baby just saw a gawk he didn't know much what, what, a little he showed his loving face to the woman who carried him and then quietly and calmly watched the eyes of the woman who was holding him a little damp.

"There's no excuse for cheating." "Hurry to sign the letter i_" said Isna while removing the pen. "it's sorry." Alex has not stopped pleading.

"Quick mas ..." Isna raised her tone a little."

"Well if you want it like that deck" said Alex as he signed the divorce papers.

"Let's go." Say it while walking outside the house. His face he held so as not to look back, memories with alex always ringing until occasionally wiping his tears that want to fall, after that isna go home his parents were stale for a while, he bought the goods he needed and left with some money in his tube. The city he went to was Yogyakarta, and isna settled there until the tiny little baby had grown up.

***

The brawl is still going on, the line is no longer regular, my friend swings his sajam occasionally twice.

"That's a toni buk!!" Lirih posa while walking keaeah bingka, posa still hold some of the stalks given by his enemy.

Posa press and keep buk toni child, he is looking for a room that is free to move, if not moved at all, he just avoids avoid, he does not want buk toni to be sad if his child is hit by sabetan sajam, he just avoids avoid, so much so that he loves the people around him without thinking of himself.

Bingka still attacked Posa, he was very excited like a person starving for blood, aziz Sidah scooped clothes into my pocket. "Armgh." Sabetan sajam landed in the posta arm, after another sabetan sabetan until it made the eyes of the posa more blur, the posa began to retreat away, the lingka still jerked forward, and so on, the new gang broke this time in its history he lived in the streets, his friends running behind all, posa fell and unconscious.

"Sayurin sheaa."

The words that posa heard last time before the coma. The aziz gang retreated slowly and began to flee, posa still sprawled. "Let's get him to the hospital quickly." Shouting loud econ while lifting posa riding a jerry motorbike.

***

"That's a little story about Posa's father."

Maria saw posta's mother telling her solemnly' she began to feel compassion for Posa, she began to know why Posa loved her friends so much as her own family.

"Oh means that's what keeps posa away from women and puts more importance on her theme." Maria realized.

Maria understood with a nod of her head "This is the money's book_"

"No need to maria, just bring your money for school tomorrow." Said the posta mother with a faint smile towards maria.

"Deg" maria's heart shocked "the majesty of this mother." Maria was amazed by the attitude of the postal mother, someone who might need money but she refused it, she immediately compared it to her family who thirst for treasure.

"But it's b_"

"No papa nak maria." Said the mother posta with a slightly pressed voice.

"Thank you ma'am, I can sit here no ma'am." Maria plain.

"May nak maria, please." Posa's mother immediately invited maria to sit next to him. "but you are not ashamed? Hihi, sit next to mom."

"Sir, I'm more embarrassed to look rich." Maria said with a faint smile.

"Hihihi, when to ask posa to take maen home."

The two of them chatted in the company of twilight that began to form, there was no awkward feeling no difference, maria polite posta mother appreciates, the conversation of two very rare people we have met.

"But the posa house is ugly, ndak rich nak maria's house." The smile of the postal mother never faded, she was smart to hide the worry that was enveloping her.

The conversation between maria and the postal mother paused when Pak jono arrived to come by running a little fast.

"Mom, posa's in the hospital, she's out of brawl with stab wounds."

"Oh my son." Lirih bu isna. "What hospital is it, sir?" Reciprocity.