Simiskin And Rich Woman

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Bu Isna just silent while hugging him in the middle of the morning crowd before noon in Malioboro, for me this is not about shame but about a woman who could think of taking her own life if no one listened to her.

The princess returned a hug bu isna without seeing whose origin she now hugs, she felt a warm embrace from a mother of a gudeg seller's mother.

"Thank you ma'am, you've been listening to me tell stories."

"Ndak papa nak putri, just come here if the princess wants to tell a story, even though the mother is old but the mother is a woman who understands the feelings of women, and the mother also used to be like that." He said with a friendly smile.

"Yes ma'am." Said the princess while wiping her tears.

"Now princess, your tears are pouring out, not eman po." Ledek bu isna replied with a warm smile princess. "Mending now nak putri continue and focus on your studies, mumpung there are costs, should be grateful anyway non, all there is a net of each." Continue bu isna while taking off a slow hug and stroking her hair.

The princess just nodded and the lady finished the order.

"Forget anything that makes you not eager to do your day son." Say bu isna while giving the order gudeg princess earlier.

"Good mom, I'm a little relieved now, thank you mom." Said the princess while receiving gudeg from bu isna.

"This does not need to be paid son, itung itung rewards from mother, you have dared to tell things that make you not eager to live your day."

Isna smiled and turned towards the seat she used to use.

"But ma'am." said the princess while offering money 100 thousand rupiah.

"No papa ndak putri, it just bagged for your snack ya." Breaking up isna. "Now the princess just leave, remember the word mother said earlier."

The princess just nodded accompanied by a smile then said "thank you very much ma'am."

Ms. Isna smiled "if you need any story to come here for the princess."

"Okay ma'am, I went to college first huh, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam warahmatuLLAH." Say bu isna while smiling and looking at the woman who is being hit by a problem that is quite worrying for her mental tomorrow.

Parents play an important role in the growth of their children, but they can also make their children traumatized to marry because broken children must think that marriage is only a condition. But I myself salute the broken home child who has accepted the situation looks on his face toughness and bravery that does not have a child who has an evergreen family.

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"Poss wake up."

"What's more mar, people still dream of riding this hajj, even you wake up." Say posa with a slightly heavy tone because of waking up.

"Plakkk." Pat maria on the shoulder of posa a little hard. "Wake up woi balek again."

Posa immediately pulled out the phone in his pocket and saw the clock that was clearly plastered cracked phone, "people still want 12 mar."

"It's twelve o'clock, less 10 minutes possa, said michael earlier."

"Are you really mar?" Ask posa in a slightly excited tone.

"Yes my post."

A very profitable day for Posa, it was hours to go home and hear a word that shook his heart.

"Let's wake up that's why."

"Yes, I want to be ready for the balek."

"Where are you going?" Ask maria.

"Rome change costumes continue as usual mar, keep parr..."

"Kirr." Breaking maria. "The cave comes home with you huh."

"Lu's not picked up?"

"Picked up by post, but no papa yes." Mary took out her ray in a warm tone that made the posta not enough faith to look at her continuously.

In the heart of the posta he was worried between the lonely maria or indeed already liked it.

"But naek motor vespa is not papa."

"Have you ever known your motor poss, could you not this?"

"Ayodah, the cave is sorted out the cave bag first."

"okk. He said while giving a thumbs up.