
With the passage of time...
you register aja PNS, open a business bla bla bla...
words that I have often heard from anyone, it sounds like you do not know, even though you know, only we have tried too but there is no fortune as well,person2 who does not know the drama of my life can only comment like that without asking first...
" what are you doing" ?
"many" I answered briefly, lazily I felt to me this kind of question felt like how it was in my heart to say...
" what is " ?
It's still nanya again...
I just kept quiet, sidetracked the other conversation and walked away from him before the question of curious questions only...
I'm the person covered not just talk let alone about private in ask people who are not his family 😬.
flashbacks...
When I signed up, took care of the SKCK letter at the police station right adjacent to the airport at my residence, after finishing taking care and dossier2 I had taken and hurry up to go home, he said,I walked my feet out of the police station walking towards a large road far enough from the police station, I stood looking at the road while waiting for a motorcycle taxi, while imagining that a friend had stopped by to offer a ride,not long I stood and I sat on a little bench2 on the entrance to the police station, suddenly 2 luxury cars came out of the gate of the airport first stop across the road,arrived2 the door glass on the lower figure of a white-haired father looks dapper boss that is looking at me...
" hey, who are you waiting for, how do you want to go home, let's take you back" ?
" yes father", I innocently say yes and enter the car sitting in the back, yes dong time I sit in front, he knows himself just hitchhiking hahahaa, hahaa,good thing I think the fare ojek/taxi pack buy hawanan hahahaa...
" what did the boy do at the police station "
" make SKCK's letter sir, want flight listing"
" yes, the father of the head of pertamina at the airport, the father of the Enrekang SulSel people, the wife of the father is also here living in the official house"
" oh yes sir, I happen to be also Enrekang Sulsel"
"my father is also a retired PNS Nabire om Airport" he called it om because he felt family...
Incidentally met here, turns out there are 2 tribes of people air contact, and looks like not Enrekang 😁...
Until the front of my house came down, and did not forget to say thank you, and just as I opened the door to the front stop of my porang hut, stood a young woman who was no stranger to see me in between om2, and I opened the door,hmmm maybe his mind I have the same om2 wkwkwk play...
I tell the same my mama and my mama say it's a village with that guy and still family, I feel proud there is rarely a tribe of us ma who became the leader of what I do not know yes 😂...
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Finished making orders, I took a shower and did other activities that I had not been able to do...
Remembering again that he was there who did not know the news whether he remembered me as well, did he get married?, must have been married, in my mind thought so, oh why did he remember me,let alone hoping that he came to say love and propose to me, it felt too far away I dreamed, more like I forgot all that because it would never happen and returned I said in my heart.
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