The Journey of Child Life Outside of Marriage

016 intruder

mbak Farid, he's my only friend who wants to be friends with me without any frills.

I think he's the only one who's familiar with a guy named M Ilyas Abdullah and the other kang-kang

I used to think he was an abnormal person, just ordinary clays of opposite sex.

after the kukorek continued to search for accurate information from the source directly

uh apparently the doi has a heart patch.

an alumnus of the Langitan boarding school east Java, and now he is studying S1 in Cairo Egypt, Al Azhar.

wou.. great......

He was named Sibbro Malisi, commonly called mas Bro, a handsome man typical of Indonesia.

second semester student.the son of his older friend mbak Farid.

the story of the matchmaking uh the two even fell in real love.

ah.... so sweet right????.

I sat alone with her during the break.

he was apparently quite chatty if the same person who is comfortable to be friends with huh???

I saw him as a pendiem.

just be a loyal listener without wanting to join every chat.

but when you're with me, the chatter ngalahin mother-mak market.

mbak Farid from earlier asked about the first incident I came here.

yes the incident in the woods ended in his pickup car mas Ilyas.

and asked about my sad story in my village first.

including stories about me being born out of an extramarital relationship.

everything is asked, anyway,

strange what do people try????

want to make a story????

why I was asked to tell him a story as detailed as possible.nothing should be missed in the least.

without shame I told you.

I want him to be my friend who knows me, thank God he is welcome, even though I was born from an illegitimate relationship he did not mind.

he said he was proud of me, because he was willing to die rather than commit adultery when in the forest.

A little bit of it was me.

apparently our conversation was heard by others.

I've resigned, it's up to them to consider me how, indeed I like this. why should be covered up.

I saw them as mediocre, unlike the people in my village before, who looked me in the eye

instead they joined the crowd, listening to my every story.

so I was like a Puspa Point eyed that was storytelling to children

I turned to the origin of the voice. a beautiful yellow Langsat girl typical of Indonesia. named Mbak Marwah, the most outstanding student since entering Tsanawi first until now always become the class champion.

my classmates.

" what's the matter.....????"

" hehehe"

they all cheered in disbelief at Marwah's words just now, because they also liked Ilyas mas.

mbak Farid closed his mouth in shock, not believing what was said mbak Marwah, I could only frown, there were also people as good as him.

" dedek Soraya, later nitip salam ya , make yayang Ilyas, from my future wife"

again cheers are heard, our class becomes very rowdy in this break.

kasian who sleeps, disturbed by the yelling of them.

" inshaallah"

how dare I say directly, at most say it's the same mother.

" he has a girlfriend yet????"

" i don't know mbak"

" have you guys never talked???"

" he rarely comes home"

" do you think he likes a rich girl what???? I've included the criteria, aren't I????"

" maybe"

And since that incident, Mbak Marwah so often join the buzz when me and Mbak Farid chat or sometimes follow us anywhere.

I feel like I have a bodyguard.

not only mbak Marwah, every time I walk, either when leaving school or going home from school, other students will smile at me so friendly.

not just from Aliyah.

even the Tsanawi army and the university are the same.

I become like an artist, when passing directly on the lookout.

" uh... mbak Soraya passed by......"

I was also confronted by Tsanawi 7th grade students who only wanted to nitip Teddy bear for Ilyas mas.

where the doll is so big, I brought it ampe kuwalahan.

until the front of the house even on kang Hanan, nyebelin right????

not his help even ngetawain, thought of from my guy.

when she was in the princess's lodge there was a boy,

there are only old ustadz.

because no one is badhalan today.

I don't want to be judged by men who are married, later suspected of acting again