the firmness of a piece of heart
covenant
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triiiiyinggg,,, , at the end of the lesson, and children_children go home 2
if the sound of warning at school has been heard, of course it certainly makes the smile of every human there widened, because they can be free from their guru2 babble, he said,
but not for a pair of eyes, in one corner, felt was was was and meticulously looked at everyone.
"haduuh don't see brother2 lgi"batin ludia.
with a feeling of wasp raging in his mind, as fast as lightning ludia shot towards the gate.
wuussss.......geeeppp,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
"eeeeeeeeeeee,emakk shock2"cream ludia
blum also reached the gate, the back of his bag was pulled by someone, who was none other than a lazy person in his meeting.
"where you go, you want to escape "ask Nobe while staring hard.
"eh ee-enggk kok bang" he replied.
"don't need to be clear 2lo want to go yes" he said
"enggk kok ciuss"timpal ludia quickly.
then Nobe approached still with his sharp gaze.
"lo have responsibility"take sticking index finger on the forehead ludia..
the nervous Ludia stepped slowly back, until she clipped onto the wall.
"ii-iya bang sorry"chicit ludia shriek
"you've made dirty my uniform you have to compensate" said nobe masi with a sharp gaze
"that's why I don't have any money" he said.
"hmmmmm" muttered nobe while thinking.
"beee lo work aja tu lud lud"saran faisal
"iya be lokan there is a duty from the secretary to absent the child"timpal darwin.
"okdeh" answered nobe
"okay klo lo want in sorryin, dikillo gk have money I love the choice of samalo" while grinning.
"i don't have any money what this is worth"in ludia.
"de bang what laden" he said
"nih" while throwing his shirt at Ludia's face.
"lo wash my clothes, bsok must have been clean,trus lo work this data lo copy here" said nobe while giving paper2 to the hand ludia.
"tomorrow must finish the point" said nobe
"it's bang tomorrow it's bang week, just fine"Ludia's love
"tomorrow I'm busy"timpal ludia again.
"huuuuhhh address overtime"in him
"anything you have to finish bsok, alas klo lo not finished"threaten nobe while putting his hand on the neck.
"yes bang yes bang" replied the lethargic ludia.
and they all go back to their homes2.
a few minutes passed, a girl was still through the hustle and bustle of dense and polluting streets, not infrequently ludia had to use her long jacket, so as not to feel the sunlight.
after being tired of traveling, Ludia turned her favorite vehicle in a shophouse, where her income was used for school and daily needs.2.
"assalamualaikum", greet him to his employees.
"waalaikumsalam mba" they answered
"already back" one of them continued.
"blom, her spirit is present" he replied with a small chuckle.
"i've gone upstairs and I want to take a shower, then take care of the store" he said to his work.
"yes" they answered in unison.
ludiapun set his foot on the ruko, he,
yes, although he lived in the shop for several years, but he shaved still given shelter.
a simple shophouse that was inherited by his late mother before he died.
and before his father, who was supposed to be a shelter, who gave him a living, he chose to leave without any news, and did not know where the limb was now.
after he finished changing his clothes, he got down.
"what cooking pot, I laparnih" he asked the middle-aged woman who met him one year ago, the mother's color was just a kara, finally he invited to stay with 2.
"orek tempe, sambal neng fried fish" replied mbok ina.
"wah steady nih mbok, thank you mbok" said thanks to him while peeping mbok ina cheeks and hugging him.
"there's a meal hunt, trus replace it, keep the shop"omel the mbok
"yes my dear" took a peek at the mbok's cheek and passed away, to feed the worms2 of his stomach.
assalamualaikum temen,
want to confide in a little even though no one reads maybe heheh..
it's hard to be a writer, sometimes there are ideas and sometimes there are no ideas.
but the othor is the spirit, to up againii.....
never get bored, read my work, please support it
trimakasiiihhhh..
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