
Please sit on the swing of a garden that stretches wide with various kinds of flowers, sayup-sayup heard someone calling.
please also look for the source of the sound, circulate his views and catch someone who is very longed for.
he was silent fixated on looking straight, his legs like boneless, now in front of him someone he missed so much.
please run as hard as you can trying to hug someone, but nihil even please can not reach him.
his body fell to the ground with tears.
"mother father, please miss" he said.
"please, now the father and mother have calmed down dear, you are strong yes so the child that Soleha learned the real thing, dear, we always pray here that God will always protect the precepts of putting the precepts in the environment of good people, we mayayangi please.
sila sniffles.
"eeh please, I'm sorry Bu Dhe bothers Mom Dhe dad and mom have to go" he said.
sila screamed as a bright white light carried the people who had left her.
"ayahh ibuuu Bu dheee" her screams.
haha
his breath snarls
"apparently a dream". muttered please
"hiks hiks mom's father please miss" he said.
"i have to be a strong child, a son of Soleha as my father and mother hoped and I have to succeed like the prayer that Bu Dhe always said, the spirit of precept" he said encouraging himself.
please get out of bed and go into the bathroom.
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finish the bath and her prayer obligations please go to the kitchen to help her aunt.
"what's cooking again" asked please.
"eeh baby, this auntie wants to make pudding, if you cook so you can, you need something? ask Aunty.
"eem not really bi, just bosen aja in the room continues, then please come here who knows there are activities" he replied.
"yes, have you helped me make pudding how? bring her.
"if auntie can ask for something with you" said aunt.
for a moment please be silent trying to guess the direction of her aunt's conversation.
"what is bii? ask sila.
"auntie would please call aunt with the name of mother and call uncle with father" his pinta while holding both hands please.
"good mother" replied please with her sweet smile.
forty-five minutes passed, the pudding was made and the mother was ready to serve.
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"who makes the pudding beautiful?ask father/uncle.
"of course that makes these two beautiful women dong yah" joked mother.
"ah usual mother if making ordinary, surely the biki please this mah" said the father who like mengoda mother.
"iya mama is usually not rich gini" said kak brian.
"ah you guys are so same mother, so it's a sprain" said the mother while pouting pretend to be angry, while please just smile amusedly.
"joke or mother dear" said the father.
"not ah munda has been in a hurry, so do not sulk should be invited to walk first the tree" said the mother who was laughed by brother Brian and please.
"dek do not be surprised, father and mother are so mending we eat pudding yuk" asked Brian on please.
"ayo brother".
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