Elementary School Teacher? Oh My Hot!
The Moonlight Is Back!
Sheet by sheet carries each one's story.
A long story that tells a black and white story.
With traces of dreams and memories that will be worn away by time! Go and disappear.
Cherly does not want to dissolve in a dream that does not have an edge. She is the type of Dynamic girl and always looks at the world in her simple way.
Nasty! Plain in her sparkling life as a Popular girl.
Cherly twirled her body in front of a large mirror reflecting her complete image.
nothing changed with him as a whole.
Her smooth, glowing face was blushing, with reddened lips full and soft-looking.
her skin radiated bright white like marble that had been rubbed with silk, without lines and strokes that loomed beyond the essential beauty of the woman.
Her hair remained gently strung over her perfectly notched shoulders.
Her beautiful chest still puffed beautifully without blemish.white with dense circles like a full moon circle in full. smooth white without stain.
With a solid butt that is round beautifully like a bundle of turkey bagel bread that is chewy and solid but soft and chewy.
Cherly smiled with satisfaction at the stunning appearance.
"Aunt Erni is second to none in taking care of me! Cherly is Back!"He said with pride.
Cherly looked at her Child sitting in the Baby's seat, playing with a round sleigh that hung in front of her little chair. His saliva melted out into a straight line and fell on the surface of a cute yellow duck-shaped chair.
"Hi! The barche! What are you again! Admire the beauty of Mother! with drool dripping so astonished, right?" Cherly said with a smile.
"Barchek Cock! Not the name Banta Malik Ramadhan," Protest Bini Erni who just came to bring milk for the 5-month-old Baby.
Banta Malik Ramadan. The name "Banta" Dinukil from the name of a legendary hero who came from the most Western regions of Indonesia. It's "Banta Ali"
But because the name Ali has been used by Barra's older brother named Ali Ramadhan.
So the name was cut to Banta Malik Ramadhan.
"Oh! I like to call her name so, Abbreviation of Barra and Cherly, That's Auntie!" Cherly replied in a Centil Style.
The barche! Strange name, Thought his aunt while shaking her head. Cherly's cheerful nature has returned. As if she would have moved on from her past.
He mentioned Barra's name without any burden what else. So free and looks loose with the burden that used to entangle it.
Banta, the little happy baby! Rarely sick and not crybaby, If it is awake, the child plays with the child's accessories scattered in the baby's room.
After being satisfied playing Banta will sleep soundly in the Baby box peacefully.
The babysitters took turns scrambling to look after her! Consisting of a close family of Mr. Hermawan with the senior guard who is an expert in his field, namely his Aunt Erni!
Cherly is going to be a big sister. Not acting as a mother! His family seems to have deliberately taken over his duties as a mother, considering that Cherly will soon continue her education. He will leave with Banta followed by his three nannies.
He's going back to the Blue!
And Banta Ramdhan will stay in the care of Aunt Cherly's aunt at the house of Mr. Hermawan, and they certainly take care of her child like a fragile glass.
They are very careful in nurturing little Banta.
Starting from rest, Eating and playing, It has been very well scheduled and regular.
He must prepare to part at a certain time with the child in his busy college schedule.
Cherly has never been separated from her 5-month-old son. Cherly never separated from her son for a minute. Although guarded by the nannies Cherly still lying next to the handsome boy. And very similar to the father.Barra Malik Ramadan.
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Nun on the other side of the island.
The heavy equipment that makes a long manger with the planting of 12-inch pipes as a channel of water that extends across the hill to the far back of the mountain. Dozens of workers were seen working with yellow hats amid the sunburns that made their sweat flow rapidly.
Barra's! The burly man full of bewok with white singlet with blue Jeans torn in the thighs and hairy calves was seen standing in the middle of the land that began to be planted in the rainy season some time ago.
The rainy season has begun to subside.
And soon it was replaced by a long dry season. So the Paralon pipe is made with thick PVC material it should be ready by the end of this week.
With a clean water channel from the top of the mountain is very clear water with a large well that is very far from the location of the plant media that began to green.
As if there was a large reforestation in this very large land ramps.
Barra looked at the tens of thousands of palm oil media that began to flourish. Dilahan peat former mining with the damaged land.As has been transformed into a vast land stretches green as far as the eye can see. And on the west side of the foot of the mountain was planted with rows of Meranti wood forest and teak wood which is still measuring 50 cm.
With a few small leaves in the form of new shoots that begin to appear in the slits of the leaves.
In the middle of the land stood a unit of wooden huts measuring 6x7 made of wood forest. With rough yet sturdy shavings with giant nail spikes.
The round, round, book-shaped biannya looks strange and resembles an alienated tribal treehouse building that has not known civilization.
The roof is made of old used zinc that has yellowed eaten of age.
Sorong door made of thick plywood layered wood that is not neat.Furnished hinges with a giant padlock hanging horribly, Similar to the prison padlock of prisoners of war in the past.
Barra smashed the iron pacul towards a large rock near the manger and blocked the aqueduct's planting channel.
The man ceaselessly smashed Pacul that made a clang. Like the sound of iron clashing with steel that sparks a flame that splashes sparkles under the sun.
Barra hit the stone even stronger so that it broke into a large chunk that was thrown violently slammed into his toes to bleed that flowed soaked the land of the vast plantation.
Surprisingly Barra did not feel any pain or pain at all. Although stop with the pounding of the big rock. And tore his thin white singlet shirt and tied his wound into a makeshift sanitary pad with his flat face. No Expression.
Barra sat down rubbing the sweat that flooded his face full of coarse fur.
And grab his canned cup that contains coffee.
Barra sipped her coffee with pleasure and lit her cigarette and sucked it deep.
Exhaling slowly. Then leaned his body against the rough creaking hut with a satisfied face.
He bent his long left leg. Staring at a line of white mountain grouse that flew in a line forming the letter v in the blue sky between the white dew that marched beautifully.
Reminds Barra of a beauty who is still very much missed. But do not want to damage the beauty that has been hurt by his bad deeds in the past.
The ever-present serauts adorn her nightly dreams, among her gripping nightmares.
"Cherley! Wherever you are! I wish you'd be happy, even if you weren't made for me anymore! And take care of my son! on the side of your life with another man" His whispers among his whiskers crisscrossed down his invisible lips.
"Chers! That's your popular name! Stupid girl! Who has loved the foolish Man," He whispered as he closed his eyes . And slowly the beautiful dream came back to see him. Sleeping in the sun is rare for rare humans