WASTED VILLAGE FLOWERS

WASTED VILLAGE FLOWERS
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Desia Ramadhani is a young girl with a beautiful look beautiful, sharp nose, eyebrows awkward sepisan, hair dress - dress up (wavy), waist nawon kemit (sleek), hair dress up, foot level with a height as high as if the street bak nyiur waving - waving. the daughter of the pair of Mr. Hardian Wibisono with Mrs Rumi Anggraeni is a village girl who is very admired because in addition to her beauty, she is very beautiful, he also has a qualified intelligence.even so, Desi never choose to make friends, always friendly and has a very high social spirit, and many call it the flower of the village.


"sir, buk, kulo nyuwun pamit bade rumiyen school" ("sir, buk, I pumit school first") said Desi


" iyo ndok, kanko stop by omahe bude darmi jikok klambine mom wes not pay sewing fees"(yes, son, yes, later stop by his house bude Darmi take his clothes my mother has been paid the sewing fee) reply Miss Rumi


actually it could be that Miss Rumi bought branded clothes from famous designers, but she sewed her clothes on a regular tailor under the pretext of sharing the windfall because in addition to paying the sewing fee, also brought food staples because bude Darmi is a widow and has 2 children who are still in school


" no buk" replied Desi


" lek numpak motor ojo banger - baner, seng ati - ati" (if riding the motor do not be tight, which is careful) said Mr. Hardian


" snigh,...Assalamualaikum." said desi while yelling his parents.


" waalaikumsalam.." replied Mr. Hardian and Mrs Rumi together.


currently Desi is still an XII grade school in Superior High School, so the distance from home to school is quite far.even though near her house there is a school run by her own uncle, who runs it, Desi prefers a different school on the grounds of wanting to develop talent without any frills of his family name.Desi even hide his big family identity in front of his friends.


Desi riding a matik motorbike with a flat speed of 60 km/h


Mr. Handi and Mrs Shintia live abroad to take care of the company there, so Eko since the age of 2 years live abroad, eco parents always use Indonesian in their daily conversations so that while living in Indonesia it will be very easy.


the afternoon began to shift, the sound of adzan magrib had been heard, Desi was riding a motorcycle matik on the way home was dragged by a luxury car.


"Aaaaaaa.." cried desi.


"innalillahi wainailaihi rojiun.. astaghfirullahaladzim.." said Desi.


his body slammed a few feet from his motorbike.


while the motorist who heard a strange sound immediately pulled over his car, approaching desi. with the remaining consciousness, desi could feel his body lifted and put in the car because the atmosphere of the streets was quiet when magrib


"hi miss...remain awake.I will take you to the hospital" said Eko panicked while carrying desi's body.


"whatever you're complaining about, stay awake" the driving eco continued to talk desi even though there was no answer while glancing at the rear car seat