
as usual, we went home to school and enjoyed a cup of coffee at Pak Maman's shop.
Anxiety mixed with shame.
I started following Dani flirting with the passing girls. Not long after a girl passed by. With heartache, I asked for his phone number. Not wearing it for long, I finally got it. Desi the woman's name.
I always send messages, it seems like he is comfortable to just fill my empty day. So I don't keep thinking about Echa. There are many other women in this world.
As time went on, Desi and I met often and we were not together for long. But I don't really like him. This feeling is just filling the void.
Just like that, I'm not a bad guy. Because we often walk. I bought him his favorite helmet. Helmet with hellokity. The average woman loves those cartoons.
Day after day, changing months did not feel we were in a 4-month relationship. Actually I don't like it very much. I don't know, but this woman was able to make me laugh and forget about Echa. He has a friend named Nisha. At first he often joined Desi when playing at home. He always paid attention. Yes maybe because I'm handsome.waw.can-can I in the same jitak readers.
One day without Desi knowing she started sending me messages.
Trings...
[ki, where else?]
I who looked confused by the foreign number immediately replied with judes once.
[ Who?]
[It's me, Nisha.]
Oh turns out to be Desi's friend. What's he calling. Where does he get my number. At that time I thought nothing.
[Yes, what is Nis?]
[Can you ask for help?]
I, who was confused at the time, immediately agreed.
[Anterin I went to the house.]
[Yes, but where is your home?]
[Loss, blah blah blah.].
Because the distance between my house and her is just a different alley. I approve. Then turn on the motor to pick him up immediately.
Arriving in the alley. He was waiting with a backpack. I let him ride the bike. Looking at him from the rearview motorbike, the look on his face was so sad. Looks like she's been crying. I'll just ask him.
"You why?" Askaqua.
"Ah, it's okay,"
"Don't be shy, just tell me,"
"Yes, I'll tell you."
He looked a little smiling. It seems like he has a very serious problem. I can see it.
After arriving at his friend's house. It turns out that the person I was referring to did not exist. Then with a slightly limp look, I piggybacked and invited him to eat porridge on the side of the road. He obeyed.
At the porridge maker he ate so voraciously. Looks like he's really hungry. Without her, she began to tell me everything.
It turns out he fought with his stepmother and was kicked out of the house. He was confused where to go. Only her friend's house could she go to. I am so full of her story. I can't believe it's so heavy on this girl. School children are feeling the pain of life. I don't know why, I'm starting to like him. She's prettier than my girlfriend Desi. Can I get it?. I am like a man who does not know himself. Where could he like me.
After hearing her story, I took her back to her friend's house. He said his friend had gone home. I drove him with a feeling of hope.
Seriate...