The Dark Time Towards Hidayah

a wonderful childhood

don't forget happy 🤓

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the breeze whipped through my thin hair, the grass strands swayed as if playing with a group of happy little children.

I was six at that time, with the spirit of me playing with my peers, we were playing find criminals and police.

among the corn trees that had been harvested by the owner, we ran around shouting, each carrying a toy gun from the bones of the leaves of the banana tree.

we were running around happily, like angels singing in the middle of a cornfield, and weaving leafy corn we ran to avoid the police.

"dor dor dor dor.. stop you menjahaaat", cried Egi who again plays the role of a police, laughing with laughter he arrested criminals one by one.

now he's running towards me, right,

"because, you ri" said Egi as he pointed his weapon at me.

I didn't want to get hit, insistent that I twitched and ran away, sticking out my tongue, mocking the policeman.

because I was too happy, I did not see any corn trees that had been cut in front of me, and. "bruuuk" , without mercy I fell hard.

"huaaa, sakiiit" I fell with a jump position frog, until my knee blisters and bleeds.

"oh rian, you are indeed careless! " egi's mouth.

another friend immediately contacted me

"out of it, you're after me" I said, not accepting.

"Jamal, help you pick up babadotan leaves"

" ready commander "said jamal, dikebun indeed many plants that can be used for medicine., he said.,

not how long a handful of babadotan leaves have got Jamal, while Titin gives me drinking water, I drink it a little, make me calmer.

Egi took the stone as big as his grasp and began to grind the leaves that had been washed using Titin drinking water.

after smooth she put it on my injured knee.

my eyes sparkled with pain, I watched Egi who was doing everything painfully, my heart immediately rippled.

ops, I was only six at the time, and I already felt like the opposite sex, and Egi made me fall in love again, my first love was my papa,

with the help of Egi and one other friend, I went home limping, my knee still sore.

disperse.., that's when someone cries. The automatic game will stop, and all the children go home.

when I got home, I went to look for my mom,

"maaa, hik. hik. ", while crying I called my mom.

" yes aampuun, why you riaaan?"my mother said that classified gopoh came from the kitchen, she was cooking, when I shouted to call her.

Egi who drove me told me what happened

"rian fell ma'am, Egi has been treating the use of babadotan leaves earlier".

" you are a crybaby, fall down like that you cry. "said mama annoyed, because her activity is disturbed. mama spoke to Egi" thanks gi, you've gone home".."iya ma'am, ma'am, you're talking to Egi, Egi pamit ya ma'am, please don't get angry rian bu, Egi wrong, earlier Egi wanted to nangkep rian ".

"yes. yes.., you are rich, her boyfriend, hahaha" amusedly saw the behavior of the little boy, she chuckled, and then turned to me, "let's take a shower, take a bath, magrib soon".

***

the night I could not sleep, imagined the shadow continued the behavior of the ego that was treating me...

at my young age, I already felt like an adult, which is to feel like a man. And every time I feel like that, I often hug the bolster while imagining, like a grown woman, until ba**h my bottom.

at the age of six, I had a mast*rb*si, I felt normal at the time, I considered all girls the same as me, and I never told anyone.

when I was very shy in school, I often stole the eyes of male students, which I found interesting, for the material of my imagination at night...

just steal a glance, but when the eyes meet it feels amazing, hahaha.... strange no?

though the child who is seen as ordinary, hihihi

and strangely, every day my target is different..I easily move to another child,. sssst just steal a look, whether other children how, which obviously I am...

I often fall in love with anyone who is so km in class, even though his face is not handsome, but if he becomes km, suddenly he becomes handsome in my eyes.. and he's my next victim.

my grades fit even in the first to fifth grade I included the student with the highest grade, because in the sixth grade there was a smart target male student, I started to pursue the lesson, because in the sixth grade there was a smart target male student, and the result is my EBTANAS number two. it turns out that poor motivation can have a good effect as well., hahaha.

with good grades, I managed to enter the country Junior High.

in Junior High I often did not enter because of illness, my grades dropped again, and on a quiet day, again I practiced my strange hobby, though my other friends, have started dating, I am very shy and do not dare to date.

my academic grades weren't very good, but I graduated.

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after I finished my smp , I did not continue school, in that time rarely parents who send their children, even friends of my friends most high school just pass the Elementary School,

titin my friend even only until the third grade of Elementary School, after school, he immediately worked in a housing that was made into a factory with a small salary.

I went with Titin to work at his workplace, I was very happy to work there, because many employees are handsome handsome, my hearty soul thrashed.

after work, I again felt I had friends, because when I was the furthest from Junior High, my childhood cs cs, because I rarely met, I went to school, they worked.

we were together all the time,

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notepad:

don't strain the reading yes this is just a story carried by the wind and reached the brain of the author who was sad, hahaha

mon maap if many typo n stories that are not ngalir.

writing is harder than falling...

although the tambourine also, hihihi.

stay safe guys

may we be protected from the evil viruses😈

respect your parents, try to change your point of view

let it get to the always good intentions of them,...... remember "always good!!! "

don't forget to be happy 😍😍😍