My boyfriend Mata Duitan
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Back from shopping, instead of seneng even spaneng.

If calculated, his savings reduced a lot because dipinjemin continue to the same Reno who promised you a false promise, he said would pay next month. But the next month instead of paying but even add up again the debt.

If someone says 'Are they dating, the same time the boyfriend himself owes?! calculation is so much a girlfriend!'

Although they are dating yes but their position is still in school and still rationed by parents, as much as any money Kalin will run out also if the Reno work minjem but do not want to turn back. Up here on understand didn't you?

"Can't be like this! tomorrow I say Reno let him fasten his belt first, ngirit do not shop mulu!" Kalin dizzy when squirming the amount of saltonya in M-banking.

You see, mother sometimes it's 'How much money is left?'

So Kalin must be able to calculate well the rest of the money, meaning that if the mother of his name for example lives a million he said it was 3 million. You see let's not be asked, 'loh how your money lives a little? buy what?' so loh.

"Reno can make me old all of a sudden if I think this is the way!" muttered Kalin, he collapsed and prepared to go to sleep.

Kalin family is arguably the economy in the middle class, not the genset but also not very difficult life.

He is an only child, so it is only natural that mother and father love very much the same Kalin. They want Kalin to feel happy, if they have a series of rules that they think can keep Kalin from the bad influence of today's child association that makes parents anxious.

In the morning, Kalin was ready for his school dress.

At the dinner table was his father.

"When do you go home, Dad?" Kalin the chair.

"It was only 3am this morning. Dad's face is still creyep-kreyep gini, too,"

"But how neat is it? just got home,"

"Obviously, boss if you tell me not to see this new nyampe what it is,"

"Where is your school, Kalin?" continued Diki's Father.

"Good school, Dad! next month there's a school exam, so it's pretty busy! doain, well so Kalin can get good grades!"

"Definitely, it's the son of mah pinter's father! it must be good value!"

"Yes, Kalin left first?"

"Well, how much for breakfast?" suddenly bring pieces of fruit.

"It's noon, Bun!"

Seeing the mother who brought various pieces of fruit, Kalin went to the kitchen to take a favorite meal of mothers throughout the universe.

He came back and, "I guess soon, Kalin took him to school, didn't he?!"

"Bring a lot, besides most snacks outside is also not healthy!" said mother Iren.

Kalin put the cut fruit until the food container is full, "Dad, Mother, Kalin leave..."

Kalin greeted his parents, before he left for school in a car driven by a driver.

The streets are starting to rip, yes it is also harinkerja. Surely rame people to go to the office or school.

But all of a sudden, Kalin smelled a bad smell in his car, "Sir, is rich there is the smell of brake pads?!"

"Yes, mom! how does it smell, Dad?" mr. Abdul's nose began to smell bad.

"Eh, uh, what's the car?" If you feel the way his car is moving, make him dizzy.

"Eeh, sir ... Can you please get the car?!!" Kalin's panicked.

Mr. Abdul mingled his car, "Sorry, Mrs Kalin! I think the car broke down,"

"How did it go, sir? can't be used?" Kalin nyamperin mr. Abdul.

"It seems that you have to call the subscription workshop Mr. Diki, Ma'am..."

"Geez if you think you can be late," Kalin muttered while looking at the vehicle and then passed until a silly idea bin Edun.

"Stooopp, stooopp?!" Kalin stopped one passing motor vehicle.

"Stop, Mom!" Kalin managed to stop the one man who was in a hurry as well.

Without Kalin's warning going up to the back, he hugged the Mas he held up earlier, "Depart, Mas!"

"Daddy, heh! whoareyou?! splinter down!"

"Okay, Mom?! please leave late!"

"Down?!!"

"No way!" Kalin. He has no choice.

Mr. Abdul who was horrified by the commotion also came to the source of the commotion, "Who is Kalin bonceng?"

"This is my tutor, sir! passing coincidence! so it fits really in one direction with my school," Kalin ngeles.

"Oh that," Mr. Abdul is just a beard.

"Come, Sir?!!" Kalin nepok the shoulders of the mas who he admitted as a tutor.

Seeing in his hands, mas-mas named Raksa Kamaludin was no other choice, than he got SP because it was often too late.

Raksa tancap gas without cue.

"Eehhhhhhhhh," Kalin automatically held the man's jacket in front of him.

"Kalin first, Paaaaaaaak!" kalin shouted at the driver.

"Be careful, Mr. Kaliiiin.." cried Mr. Abdul.

'So this girl is called Kalin? the snot boy who ngaku-ku I'm his tutor,' Inner Raksa.

"SMA, Nusantara huh, Massss?!! speed up, will I increase the cost?!" kalin said at will.

"Hehhhh? am I an ojeg?!!!" the Raksa that Kalin did not hear. Because the beautiful girl was busy mengeluarin hapein and squirm clock.

"Yes, it's really afternoon!"

The smooth path is no obstacle, only in wishful thinking. Because now their bike has to slow down because there is street operation.

"Good morning" one of the officers on duty.

"After, Sir!" sahut Raksa's.

"Sorry, you're breaking traffic rules!"

"What offence, sir? SIM is there, STNK is there," Raksa took something out of his wallet that he took out of his back pants pocket.

"His bag is without a helmet!" the police also pointed to Kalin who was sitting behind Raksa.

"Yes aampuuuun, so I'm ticketed?!" Raksa negesin, he's really ngenes.

"Mas?! how to stop sighhh?!" Kalin who just entered the hapenya into the pocket was new ngeh with the circumstances around.

"WE'RE TITILAAAAANG!" Raksa.