Towards the Way of Marriage

Prologues

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Anin Fitri Ani, a woman who is tireless and eager to always go to the future, but she has other words, namely

'leaving' is what always hurts in the heart. It feels like he wants to be trampled on with rough sandals and his head on the jadeotin on the wall.

Now Anin after coming home from college, with times like this, college has been two days, making him feel tired and wasting away.

“ This kid. I made you tea, you're like shoots like that. He was in college you were working with his ospek. ” Mother put her tea on the table and Anin directly drank it.

“ Hm yes like that, his name is also still a new student ma'am. That's gotta be a little bit, here's. Confused would. ”

Ibu Siti Nurhaliza, mother of Anin. Who every day sells in a small shop next to his house, relics from his grandmother.

“ This is son, sorry I told you, I did not have time to go to the market, just to the stall. You want to go shopping to the market, right? ”

“ Hehehe... Money just left, Mom. ”

“ Yes later mom give money, money in the mattress. That stack of white colors keeps on going a lot more. ”

“ Yes kapuk is ma'am. That's not the money's name. ”

“ Hahaha... You are yes. Yaudah later if the rest of the money, you just take it. ”

Anin immediately rushed over and picked up the veil, along with her purse in the room.

“ This money is the same note yes. Don't lose both! ”

“ Ready boss! ” Anin put on her sandals and crucified her mother.

“ Assalamu'alaikum load. ” Said Anin by stepping out, taking her bike.

“ Waalaikumsalam. Careful. ”

“ Yes. ” Anin pedals her bike, heading to a market a little far away, about 1 kilo.

“ Wherever it takes money, now just pee, a little money. Is the person who guards wc, ask in the money tabok. What is it like? His name is also a brush wc continues later if the sticky tanya so, yes the person is disgusted right. Ah by the way I've been wanting to vomit it feels.”

Anin dumel-dumel himself by pedaling his bicycle.

“ Yaudah is sincerely patient that is all the key to our priority to live also. ”

Anin sweat until her hands on the bike steering sweat too.

“ Tin... Tin... ”

The sound of the car is clawing at Anin.

The car stopped in front of Anin's bike, fortunately Anin braked if not the car body could be scuffed and he fell.

“ Who caught suddenly like this? Ah, let's make a sprain. I'm hot like gini, he rode the car there acnya continue not hot. ” Anin's Mumble.

Exit the figure of a man wearing a police uniform with complete.

“ What? ” Jerit Anin with her mouth shut.

“ Sorry mbak, where's the helmet? Not wearing it. ”

“ Where are there helm-helm an Pak, this is a bicycle from the Baulak era and the father of nanyain where the helmet, ealah?” Say Anin in the heart by swearing.

“ Mbak. ” By resuscitating Anin, because since then Anin wanted to fight, but he understood because in front of him now the police, could have been arrested.

The man was Rifa'i Wijaya Koesoemo, a police officer who had been promoted to police post.

“ Where's the helmet? ”

“ Tau no sir, this is a bicycle of the past, I understand that in the past there was no such thing as a helmet. It's also a helmet has not been paid off at the house sir, still nyicil money to pay the helmet debt sir. ” Said Anin first polishing and the end of the word, he used a tone of pity.

Rifa'i shook her head and immediately picked up a book with her pen.

“ Ma'am sorry I said yes, this later mbak can come in there, make take care of it. I brought my bike first. ”

Rifa'i immediately upheld her bike and Anin did not accept, she rolled around like a child.

Rifa'i did not want to help Anin, Rifa'i just walked straight through, passing Anin who rolled around.

“ Yes Allah. Why is that bad guy? Don't have a heart what? Do you know the house far away, tell me to ride what kind of gini? How do you keep buying? ”

“ Ahh.. Mom, go home. ” Anin cries for someone to help her and give her a ride.

Everyone who passed by laughed. What a pain Anin is now.

He continued his footsteps to the market, because it was not far from the market with the place before.

“ Auhhh. Delicious eating ice continues to shave the ice until it loses its thirst. But how is this? ”

Anin crumpled the paper containing the letter of his removal earlier.

“ Eeh don't get supek later! If it gets dirty again. The cop just likes a long talk, goes to the police station again. Money again... Duh... Duh, ask for the same responsibility of the police officer earlier. ” Said Anin kicking a rock in the street until it hit people's heads.

“ Heh you! This what the fuck? Fortunately, I avoided it, you should be taken to this police station. Let's get the knowledge. ”

Anin was surprised that the man took her to the police station.

The person immediately dragged Anin's hand and along with the other citizens, because there were citizens who saw it.

“ Sir... Sorry I didn't intentionally. ”

“ Oh you this is a lot of reasons. Later you can get advice to not do me again. Sir, take him to the police station. ”

“ Yes really. ” Speak to other residents by flocking to take Anin to the police station.

“ How is this? Must pull out the jutsu. ”

Anin with cepets to disappear from here, but the power is not strong.

Anin was taken to a car and drove to the police station.

“ Sumpek... Smells like this again. Are these fathers the same these mothers do not use deodorant what? In pessing kayak gini, the smell is above that of a baby. Ouch... ” Said Anin in the heart by moving her body so they all gave way.

“ The car already sounds ngik-ngik later if there is a climber how? Not strong for sure. Strange people all this. Mak help me. I'm here feeling tortured, good on the road, riding a bike. It's a dilapidated car keeps the guy on no more showers. ” Anin already felt himself dizzy because he did not feel at home in the car.

Arriving at the police station, Anin was willing to vomit fluid because there were so many people in the car. Tormented....

Seriate...

What a suffering that means 🤣🤣🤣

The novel is different, don't blame the author!!!

Sorry a little different, but most of the time there is a difference.

All the smell of baby wet from the smell of sticky

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