My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
It ends with the story about Bu Han and Pak han (tu)
"uh, wait like there is forgetfulness that we have not discussed" I said to stop the action lrmpar-throwing between the pillow and the food held by each
"what's emang?" assyila
"that's a letter to the angel how's it going?" continue my spirit
"yes yeah, how does it go?" ask Maryam
"letter to the angel who? from whom?" asyila was even confused because from the beginning she did not know about the letter that made one class excited. how not excited try the person whose writing is directly written on the board so that everything in the class can read plus do not use the name of the sender again so his yaaa on GR pan all thought it was made themselves hihi.so funny too if dyinget-inget.
"wahh time? miss dong kalo git!" asyila continued to regret her delay in coming back to the cottage, after hearing everything from me and Maryam
"not important papa right now anti-know the story, but nur lest it's a letter to assyila again" Maryam guessed. I know it's just a subterfuge he's not gonna be the prime suspect of the object of the mailman. "or maybe Gus hafidz's anti-hadz?" continue on
"in fact, ana tau bulus anti. already do not need to deny ana sure it is appointed to anti" I said while glancing assyila
"kalo I think the two possibilities between making anti or make anti iam. about it if ana is no longer possible still at home at that time. but nur can only you know that from Gus hafidz hehe" assyila gave an opinion
"it's not 100% sure it's not from him"
"ko Ampe so sure is his anti-mastiin?"
"already, it's time at home babysitter ana-wildly notebooks.the writing is different not the same as that written"
"whose handwriting is the nukis of what letter Gus hafizd?" ask Maryam curious
"eumm, where are you? rich bagusan my writing dehe hehe" answered me origin
"huuuhhh basic. if that means the writing of Gus hafidz really ugly yes" said assyila at will
"no, that's not donk" either"
"his word was bagusan writing anti, if so Gus hafidz under anti. writing anti aja ugly let alone Gus hafidz haha"
"hahaha sewot him" Maryam replied by throwing a lot of remaining beans in her hands
"what time is it, by the way?" ask asyila
"why?" ask Mary back
"one o'clock" I replied
"innalilahi, keep chatting we until this hour have not slept" asyila recalls
"yeah yeah, because you guys are not going to talk Mulu" said Maryam
"it's been mengeden we bobo do not be wrong with each other. anyways this is already in the middle of the mallem where the diposkestren again hiii serem is the place of the sick" I said scaring them
"no doubt, the big hospital that has a morgue" said Maryam who does not have me afraid. whereas I know among the three of us he is the most timid. because there used to be a story of time at play and nginep in my house. right we go to the stalls of malem-malem which is quite a distance away, we chatted in one house on the edge there is a tomb that is quite a lot.just like chatting while the road suddenly we were horrified rich there were those who followed, plus there was a sound of gugguk roaring. it's a real horror, right? without the cue Maryam who told me and assyila do not be afraid even she who first run away our lives. Immediately me and asyila follow the run while laughing crazily see the hilarious behavior of Maryam. though I already know that the sound like we were following at that time was a mouse who again nyari food so fresh-gresek so rich there are those who mengginjek bag kresek . if the guk-guk, that's why it's so common for stanby there because of the huk-guk homeowners who live there. hihihi
"what's different, sir and Bu Han are only in the morgue" I said, scaring them back
"yes, but right,,,,"
BRUUUUKKKK,,, IN,,,
"yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy"
we all screamed when suddenly something fell out there.
"let's tell you if Ms. Han and Mr. Han can be anywhere" I said as I pulled the blanket over my entire body
"don't talk about it, we continue to bobo aja yuk" Maryam's voice began to fear
hehe was the most timid among us