My love is Talented by the Pasar Soleh Thugs
INTUITION RAMA: your face shakes my faith
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bismillah
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" sir...!!" call me, I feel like my throat is heavy, but as a boy I have to be gentle, admit mistakes and apologize if it's wrong, that's what Abah taught me.
Abah only glanced in response if he listened.
" a'm sorry bah.but aa did not violate the 3 things Abah forbid .." in other words I asked Abah's permission ,I've been in my comfort zone as a biker gang member.
" Abah just didn't want Abah's only son to die silly !!" he replied as his hand rubbed the agate collection using bamboo, do not know what the connection if I become Abah I will rub using dish soap to let clean shine ...though every day rubbed no genie came out of there.
" a promise that you will not die !! eh wrong sorry bah ralat means aa will try to be okay !!" I said like a sick person on trial.
" do not promise that has not happened, do not know how God's destiny.but inshaallah...!! " answered Abah, I quickly nodded and concluded that Abah's answer was a blessing....
In between my activities, I often help Abah in the market not only Abah but the average trader who is there as well, in order to maintain the security and comfort of my pocket money , the thugs who often act were always able to drive my initial goal just to protect Abah to feel safe and comfortable selling in the market with who does not know Haji Nawir abah, a respected person...dang...dang.se antero Abah photo market is where it is like a clown rental ad, there is on a one-page calendar that abah made as a bonus for its subscription like a gold shop, the meat skipper who when during the season of arrears and before Eid always harvest sustenance, and this is what I like because I often get a splash of sustenance of children sholeh.
" this bah from the slaughterhouse, the last stock he said ,aa go straight home yes.the body already smells of cows ...!!" pamitt .
" yes, heart !!" netraku caught the figure of a boy I knew, pickpocketing.
I caught him and grabbed him by the hand.Give him the wallet back !!" I twisted his hand but he fought back, until one market went up.
Briefly I defeated him and returned the purse of the mother, massa almost judged him but Abah forbade and obstructed ,
" bah ! he was aa bah ...!" I answered looking at him sitting on the floor near the toilet, silent like a cat with his tongue cut off.
" what's your name, son ??" ask Abah.
" Care !" rigid answer.
" you so definitely need money, Abah happens to need people, rather than you have to steal too risky and also the money will not be a blessing if you work for Abah "
" what is ,bah ??!" my peek.
Gilang was also surprised, not to be taken to the police station but Abah instead volunteered to offer him a job.
" but I have a mother and I can't leave her replied Gilang.
" you and your mother will find Abah a contract close to Abah's house, or you can stay at Abah's house!"
That was the beginning of my meeting and Gilang until now Gilang became Abah's right hand, wherever I went Gilang always accompanied me including when I jumped into the abyss of darkness happily Gilang joined . Abah also did not hesitate to send Gilang together with me on the grounds that I could be together and watch over me.
The nickname land crocodile has ingrained me even pinned into my middle name, Ramadhan the butt lizard Restu Al Kahfi ....
" assalamualaikum ma'am.today there is something different ya ma'am !! I'm using skin care what's mom ??!" tanyaku berbasa no words of nervous even though one school knows she is the miss killer in this school bu Kokom.The eyes have been glaring burning, like a fire that blazes ,wahhh if the flame is large I have used to burn corn ...
His mouth that has been kamit kamit reciting the sentence istighfar as possible, will spit out a spicy sentence for me but calm down is not Rama name if only a Kokom ma'am can not be conquered.do not bu Kokom , Britney Spears until please ask for a date wkwkwkwkwkwkwkwkkwk....
" i don't wear skin care!! pake your ashes !!!" snapped it.
" Weits nyantai ma'am, don't insist on rich sprites !! I don't want to die, mommy will be sad if I die ! but I actually pangling see mother loh suerr bu. I guess I saw the angel fall ....!!" kekehku .
" i can't help you digress.don't distract Ramadan ..you're 15 minutes late !!" his thunderous strangulation defeated the eruption of the Palestinian bomb.
" it's only 15 minutes ma'am, I'm waiting for the certainty that mother has been almost 3 years still faithful ko bu !!"
The child was laughing from earlier
" you challenged me ??!!" ask her.
On the back bench my friend even made this a betting material
" baso mas Nana ??!! I got Kokom ma'am...!!" abay
" okay I'm Rama!!" said Ridwan, while Gilang just shook his head
" Y..! follow me ??" ask Abay.
" oge ..!! I guess both are equally strong ??" exclamation Gilang.
" astagfirullah mom I do not nantang mother, where maybe I dare my body aja small skinny kerontang bu , once depak aja crumpled if the body of the mother will contain !!" answer again.
" you why am I fat??" ask her.
" this mom likes to be unable to think positively, she said,that's why there are so many horrors of spiritual flush every dawn rich me abah I like gedein volume TV right there is a lecture he said let my mind always positive fat it does not mean something insulting mother ever denger big is beauty, right ??" much
he gritted his teeth maybe he thought what kind of child he was dealing with, or what he was eating when he was holding me first.
" attagfirullah be patient, God!!" muttered
" well that's mom so people really have to be patient Mom , especially if you meet a handsome boy like me !!" I raise my eyebrows.
" mom should say Alhamdulillah ma'am when else can meet a lot of handsome children, the gift is ma'am, mama do not die standing ma'am...I once saw in the magazine hidayah who died standing still who was disobedient with his parents bu ,ngeri naudzubilah...!!" my view
" brakkkkk !!! Ramah !!!! you I'm legal to go around the field 15 times
" Thank God, thank you mom !! mom attention is the same I tell sport to keep fit plus mom who is notawasin make me seneng can see the face of mother who like moon !!" answer me
he sighed, than he really died standing up kokom better give up
" what ??!! the moon?? the moon is not smooth Rama !!!!!!!" pekikkan bu Kokom covered the bell change lessons, apparently arguing with me spent time teaching him.
" it's true you, if not my student, I sack you and then I throw it into the Bengawan river solo !!" annoyed by Kokom.
" astagfirullahaladzim, ma'am but it's okay if I'm willing if it's my ngarungin mother, but after her sack my heart to the heart of mother yes ma'am !!" kekehku,bu Kokom knocked on his eel
" long talk with you make my stomach acid rise...!!" said resignedly.
" if so take medicine dong bu do not confide !! or do I want to use my smile ??!" my number is getting more tempting.
Ms. Kokom just left with a shabby face.
" yesss, you won !!!" pekik Ridwan.
Our friendship was getting solid, a tree near the big gutter that was close to the mosque became our basecamp, a tree house we built there , sometimes we fall asleep until the morning there just to just hang out hanging out indistinctly .
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The day of my usual day as a combat commander makes my fighting skills even more honed not to mention taekwondo class I never missed, being a member of a motorcycle gang gives its own satisfaction all I have got, the throne, ' he said ,the woman who always chased me, my second family, Miftah Kang, Gilang , Abay, Ridwan, and one of my juniors who was close to me, was Armilo...not infrequently my motor children often play at home and meet my family, Abah and Ambu are very welcome even my parents already consider them like stepchildren hehehe ....because basically they are all good children but because they have personal problems to look for an outlet or are looking for a identity like me so they fall into the valley of the hard world.
Until one time , in the last year I was in Junior High was a year full of grief and wounds for the Miftah kang and all of us.ka Mutia kang Miftah lover was found dead after returning from campus...it is known that the culprit was Samuel, commonly called Raymond's brother, a gangmate of mine ,you could say they are traitors in the gang Miftah kang they are intruders from other gangs who are ready to tear apart the motorcycle gang that Miftah has founded and I who have been hard-earned to expand the territory.
Sami was battered by the Miftah kang not enough that he was thrown into prison on a layered charge ,unmitigated kang Miftah to bribe the judge and prosecutor to make it more burdensome sentence, clearly kang Miftah can do that he is the son of a successful businessman , ' ' he said ,plus Mutia was his love that had just developed.
Not yet dry sadness I've been hit back by problems 'Kirana brightly likes me when Willy likes it .
" Same...!! I like it the same loe ! I love you same loe !!" Kirana forced me to accept her feelings.
" but ki. I consider loe ga more than temen ,let alone Willy also like loe !!" instead of moving away from Kirana even more poking her body with my arm, I tried to refuse, but like this must be the fate setting that God gave me , Willy saw it and misunderstood.
" buff*sat loe Ram...!! why Kirana !!!" willy didn't take it
" wait, Wil...loe misunderstood !!" I answered but Willy never wanted to listen to me, my friendship and Willy broke up at that time, a few days after that Kirana was slowly disappearing I heard her father was entangled in corruption cases.
Since that day neither Willy nor Kirana have been heard from again 'not because Willy disappeared but he moved away and set the drums of war for me, many times I apologized but for nothing.
All the beginning of the motorcycle gang chaos ensued some members instigated Raymond who did not receive his brother thrown into prison ,I am increasingly busy helping Abah so there is no time for just a wild race like before plus the police have increasingly intensive patrols secure the streets that often many motorcycle gangs appear unsettling the citizens of Bandung...
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The atmosphere of Bandung city dawn always feels cold making the eyes difficult to open, what is desirable is to make out with bolsters and thick blankets, I entered SMA Negeri xxxx Bandung , a favorite SMA in this city ,ambu and Abah to prostrate their gratitude and devotional because I can enter the school favorite country, whether because the teacher of the khilaf teacher or because my pellet is too strong, or because my pellet is too strong,until the gate of High School was wide open for me, I promised myself when High School I had to have a lover ,I do not want to be with the three immortal singles and aging with them, for a long time my normal as a man has the right to be questioned...
I feel mature enough to tell the difference between right and wrong , the past few years have never been absent from the activities of the stadarusan make me understand what zina is but what the blood power of young blood teenagers want to feel a colorful youth, want to feel the taste of the hot , or flowers like a grave if the day of Eid arrives. many sprinkled with flowers.. want to feel the taste of ngabisin money snack to ngapelin girls people ,abah always said I wasn't old enough when I had a wet dream since I was 12 years old , there are some class kaka and class friends who are beautiful and sweet but until now no one has been able to shake my faith, all women are lazy, just seduced once already nyantol...the rich are invited to cheat even if only capital cilok 5 thousand.
Another one that made me awkward, Willy turned out to be in school with me again, but we're like everyone else here ...he's with a friend of his who might be one understanding and one environment with him they used to call him a complex boy while I was with my friend who lived in the neighborhood with me ,if that's what he wants then I follow ,loe sell I buy, my camp and Willy's camp are always two sides of the currency that can't be united , I get into the exclusive class , ' I get into the exclusive class ,the class where people say the most legendary class will be delinquent with bu Hilda as his homeroom teacher.
All the teachers raised white flags in terms of teaching us if they do not give up then we are the ones who are punished by one class.My behavior is not much different from the time in Junior High, the time of unwelcome lessons ,all we want, often get SP which ends up just being a miniature plane.
Until the moment bu Hilda announced there will be new students coming from Jakarta to move to Bandung and especially into our classes...
" wahhh Jakarta euyy Ram.capital !!!" exciting Abay.
" the new victim Rama is mah !!" exclaims Ridwan approved my friend.
Is that as bad as my image from SMP to SMA ?? that image stuck to my name. Because the sentence of my deadly gun fight always makes the girls already like fish lack of water...
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That morning was the beginning of my story of meeting a long-haired girl but curls at the end ,without makeup polish that means even his face is able to make my heart fall from the place he asked to be picked up by him unlike most girls who when going home from school make up the classroom of artists all kinds of intakes powder and friends applied to their faces not to mention the smell of perfume that makes dizziness like biduan dangdut koplo, the girl who just met the first face juteknya vibrating my faith ,sweet face but her judes are able to make me almost hit one of my schoolmates...
" heh.ehhh... Ram. be careful oruh !!" the screeches panicked
" ehhh sorry euyyy !!!ga on purpose, the brakes are less pakem !!" just excuses.
" the brake is less pakem, the eye brake is also blong !!!" sarcas Gilang rubbed my face rough to the point that I pushed away.
my heart has found its last stop one sentence to her...
" my heart has sounded the alarm signal of his love "
Just look at my way of conquering her ...
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