JUST LEAVE IT ALONE
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Kingkong is known as one of the big lecturer children on our campus, with that of course the impression of rich mentereng immediately attached to his name but in fact not so.

I once asked him why he was so stingy and didn't look like a rich man and he said

"all lies, I am only a nephew who is close to him, but when his only child died of illness I became their child. and why my clothes are not branded because of course my parents are not rich people and are ashamed to ask them" he said.

but in my mind, "he was ashamed of them but blackmailed me" I thought at the time but foolishly I let it go.

only that explanation was what he explained but after knowing that he started to use me by paying his food debt to dimace once again I let him.

if you ask him if he ever treat me then the answer is not at all, I help him do the task, treat him to eat, watch, buy him gasoline and the reciprocal is that he became my taxi driver during our time together.

stupid me? it's clear!! and so stupid I never protested.

still mending if the motor is good well this. know the motor delivery gallon?, the motor is still mending but the bike kingkong ahahaha bad.not insulting but it is so.

prehistoric evidence.

the motor had no hood or naked so the tools, wires and engine were clearly visible every time we drove it. I also asked about the bike and answered instead

"it's antique, still great and victorious in its time"

at that time I was just upset because the kingkong was late to pick me up then when in the middle of the road suddenly rained quite heavy but the kingkong was reluctant to pull over. already know the motor hit by water but still forced the road continues until the motorbike was tired itself and broke down just like that.

good thing the rain started to subside when I said it and knew what the reaction was like? he stopped and made the bike stand up comfortably and turned towards me and said

"you don't like my tail bike?, okay from today you don't have to ride on this bike anymore" he said angrily and his eyes slightly red, he really looked really creepy at the time.

Whats? he was angry when I told him the truth and he defended the wreckage bike more than I did?. My luck felt I couldn't stand it anymore so I endured with my anger.

we were both silent for quite a long time after the charade used the devil to cast a spell. After saying that he chose to push back his motorbike leaving me standing petrified, he kept going and going with his bike but not far from my sight he stopped again and the bike was standard there and then he came back to me, not knowing his shame he shook his hand and said

"for money"

"nothing" I refused to sniff and then turned my back on him.

"don't do that, this is the cost I picked you up during the rain gini" he said fiercely and still shaking hands.

once again I followed his wish then when the money had been in his hands, with a mature thought I slapped his face very hard without even bothering to spit in his face again.

fortunately, at that time a pete-pete had sped up and stopped right in front of me. Rarely must I have boarded the public transport and passed away leaving it.

yes it's a final memory before we parted but still the pain is still the same.

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