If You're a Mate, How else?
Of Contraction (Cut)

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"Mas... Anyone want to give the name of the discussion first with his son? Ck... You freak.." I sneered with a smile.

"Yes, why? Let him not protest when it's big."

"What was protesting?" my many.

"No. Just asked Mama, why Mas's name, Sebastian."

"What does it matter?"

"Yes... Mama answered the meaning of the name Sebastian itself."

"What does it mean?"

"If in French it means honoured. Characteristically, it means true humanist. Friendly yet shy, independent, critical of self and others. Emm... Impulsive and extreme, dynamic, full of busyness. Artists have taste. Decision-maker, brave, stubborn, not contrived and unique."

"Furthermore, by the grace of Allah the Almighty, and by the encouragement of a noble desire to live a free national life, then—"

"Unfortunately Basic Law," grumbled Mas Bojo to make me open up.

"Yes anyways, really long. That's a narcissistic time."

Mas Bojo just smiled. "Why are you given the name Yayang? Very unique."

"Saking is unique to make people angry," I said.

Mas Bojo laughed. "If inget it, be funny yourself. Kayaks... I don't think so if Andi calls you Yayang yes because your name is Yayang. Ck... Si Andi flirting hobby is the same girl, so yes... I think he's also flirting with you."

"I was the same time. Ih, I want to be mocked."

"If now?" Mas Bojo looked at me.

"Think of it yourself! I was willing to be cut like this!" my ketus.

"Sampe willing to dry the rocking on top of Mas huh?" goda.

My hairpin Mas Bojo made him stir while laughing, "pegel know, Mas!"

"Well, how's dong? If you're downstairs, kill our son."

"You're on top of the same thing! Pity our son. His son said, 'does it rain?'" I said while laughing.

Hearing Mas Bojo call me Mom, I still feel amused but also fun anyway. Ku elus the head of Mas Bojo. "Aryan?" my many.

"Deal. Want another drink?"

I shook my head, "but laper. Mille crepes still exist, sir?"

"Don't that dong. It's this hour, the calories are high. Did you get an apple?"

"Emang why the hell? I can't be fat?" just pissed.

"Kc... I like to go wrong with you. I forbid eating sweet, you accuse me so you don't get fat. Mas Barin, he said that the food czechs continue to let his wife not be beautiful anymore, so that Mas can turn away. You're it..." Mas Bojo looks frustrated.

I smiled amusedly. Yes too. Yep... Mas Bojo became very obedient. I will be visiting. Eh?

"So how? Wanna don't?"

"Yes, I want to. But I also eat."

Mas Bojo nodded resignedly even though I actually know, he abstained from eating sweet foods at this hour.

"I want to go with Mas" I asked as Mas Bojo was about to leave me.

"Yeah..." Mas Bojo reached out his hand to help me get off the bed. "Slow down, Mom."

I did not mind Mas Bojo's warning, I came down still ordinary kayak grit. "Aws... Shh..."

"Eh? Wh why? Contractions?" Mas Bojo looked at me in panic.

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