The Ojek That's My Soul

The Won or Wong fei hung

Getting something high requires a struggle.

So don't you think your path will be easy.

Like the mountain climbers.

They are willing to pass through steep rocky roads.even swamps full of leeches and sticky.

All the blisters and pain will pay off, when nature presents a panoramic view of the paradise of the world.

So keep fighting and make your dreams come true.

🌻GANBATTE... 🌻

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(What the fuck is he, where is there anything like that, )

I patted my forehead, shaking slowly. There's-there's the mode.

"There's a tip like Rob."

"Keekkkalaan!"

I answered, by closing my lips, holding a smile because I saw the sudden change of his face, because again I refused the subtle request.

The oriental-faced young man passed by, too,

with a sombre step and don't forget his grim face.

He was, maybe because he was his only son.

I'll make sure he silences me in the next few days, another name"guy".

If I shop in his stall definitely will not be served by him.

Like last month, Robi suddenly invited me to the night market, he said he had not played in such a place for a long time.

Like remembering a childhood.

And Aunt Gaby also agreed to the wishes of her son.

Of course I refused, where I might want to walk alone with him.

I know my religious rules.

As a result, Robi was angry and did not want to reprimand and even serve me when shopping at the stall.

Worse yet his mother defended the behavior of the narrow-eyed young man.

I remember the words Aunt Gaby blamed me back then.

Flashbacks*

"You should accept Robi's invitation."

"Oh my son is handsome is not less the same artist whose name, Si Won, the same Wong Fei Hung. "

"He is if it's been difficult, if you already have to have to ."

Aunt Gaby continued to talk while she lay face to face with her gaze that intimidated me.

As if I was wrong here, I was the perpetrator and his son as the victim.

(Ck, how is that child not spoiled.)

"Jeez Aunt, I'm sorry. I refused Robi's invitation because indeed I should not go alone with the opposite sex Aunty.

Unless I have a friend, a fellow woman.

" What reason is that?!"

he denied my whole argument in his bow style, and then he passed from before me without a word, but I was shopping in his stall.

(Don't miss the same kid mengambeknya merama'ah.)

Then Om Heru came up to me and said.

" Ma'lumin aja ya de' istli with my son.

If you already have a subtle desire in tuluti, if not yes like that, do not take heart ya de' Fatimah. "

his words with a distinctive style of speaking people of Chinese descent.

"Baoqian" I'm sorry! "

he said it again by fusing his fists together with his hands while slightly bowing.

I'm so bad Om Heru to be like this.

"Ah yes, that's okay, really Om,"

I said with a smile to make sure I wasn't hurt.

The flashback of*

••

Strange yes, yes,

Well, here I am, in the circle of selfish humans.

All they want is to win on their own.

Such is life in the world, we cannot choose what character is around us, and we cannot force others to be what we want them to be.

It is we who have to adapt in order to fight for survival.

Compete of course you can.

Compete in the sense of not bringing down others to be our foothold, so that we are in a higher place.

Because achievement by hurting and harming others will never make our degrees high, we will actually be lower.

••

I also decided to approach my perverted neighbor.

I counseled myself in my heart.

Bismillah, I said hello and then I knocked on the door.

Tok...tok-s..tok!

1sec

2seconds

10seconds

and...

Chequek!

The open door leaf displays a 25-year-old sweet female figure with a Javanese lineage, medium-bodied shoulder-length hair and contains in the pride parts of women.

He wears a top over the navel and shorts over the thighs.

And what made my eyes almost jump out was, when the men who were with him welcomed me in front of the door, it seemed like their age was just right.

With his condition that is still bare chest and uses boxer pants above the knee, with a slim body for the size of a man.

Auto istighfar many times in the heart.

(Are they not ashamed? why does it seem to deliberately show what just happened?)

I wonder in my heart.

"What's up?"

Asking while playing the tips of his hair with his fingers, his facial features are ordinary like not having finished doing forbidden and even embarrassing.

(if this is how I become groggy

I'm being a bitch myself)

I was trying to neutralize my heartbeat and supply oxygen to my lungs, seeing this scene before me, actually making my breath instantaneously.

"I'm sorry before, and let me ask you yes brother, "

I said with a sweet smile without artificial sweeteners.

"Come, what do you want? "

her reply was friendly with occasional glances at the man next to her.

"Why are you alone and in the room in the lock?"

ask me by clenching my hands in front of my chest.

they were both instantly shocked and looked at each other.

Then put on a innocent face without sin.

(when abis made the sin of adultery, a great sin, not afraid of what??) my grouse in my heart

(Haish basic heart, can be in them first not really, who knows they have a SIM (perfection license)

(Ck...you also diem brain!)

(Hey my brain and my heart, why are you the same?!)

Suddenly the woman smiled. "Why are we alone, and what are you doing the same??"

I took a deep breath trying to break the emotion, calming myself down.

With a smile I said.

"Certainly related to dong kak. "

"Are we not social beings who need each other, therefore all our actions are not impossible, will also have an impact on those around us,"

"If our actions are good the impact will also be good for us and around us, and vice versa,"

obviously I am calm.

"You mean what the hell, muter-muter so talk, make people dizzy,"

sahut with the anxiety that began to appear from his gesture that began not to be silent.

"I mean are you a couple?"

(I'm serious, who knows if they're a couple)

" Belom, we just got engaged in the village,"

"yes, right beb? "

The woman turned her head and smiled at the man next to her, and unknowingly wrapped her hands around the arm of the man who had been watching me by looking, making copotin want only his eyes.

The man also agreed with a nod and a smile that even led to me.

(Cih, you crocodile got!

Oops, own mouth.

(Basar lemees sin taukk!)

In his own heart.

Well, it can only be in the heart of the land.

But still can not yak😁

💥💥

So this was once a mother who was upset by the storm so just say make negligee waving....

Kuy.. tented his support ooiii... !

Do not urate aje pade kenceng🤭🤭