My Story
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The beginning of my inspired nulis personal experience is when I walk with my best sohib-sohib; Miftah, Hany, en Alvi. The four of us made a pact to watch a movie, which actually me and Miftah are not interested in the film at all, but what can be done; inevitably, we should nganterin the rumpi's mom watch. Haha

Evening arrived, the sun began to be invisible, but I have not yet taken a shower to get ready. Haha, I told Hany, I wouldn't take a shower if we didn't watch. I'm too cold, too. You all must think that I'm a slob yeah. Not at all, I'm not a slob! Pliss don't think of me, I'm still holy. (stretch).

But I ended up taking a shower (because Hany sms, if we so watch, haha). Take off your shirt, take off your pants, go to the bathroom, and………….. Look at the soap, the odol, the shampoo, everything's abis. Hadoooh!!! with very forced I wear the same clothes my pants again, and rushed to buy toiletries first. hmm Okay, the toiletries are there, now it's a shower.

“Still coiling, bandages on the lidad on my legs and hands, using infusion almost finished, lying in ICU” Singing screaming .

I have a bathroom door, “woyyy…!! noisy already maghrib, you kaga tau custom yak?”

“yaalah nyak, just singing like doang, should be proud to have a rich talented child gini” said I.

“your habits yes, singing in the bathroom, later trance aja lu” said Nyak.

“iye-iye, Yoga will not sing again in the bathroom, but will sing in the well, so you will be surprised if Yoga again sing”

After taking a shower, I immediately put on a cool dress abiiiiis and perfumed oil giving my ncing, which kaga nahan dah fragrance. If I say temen-temen, the smell is like a cemetery flower. Haha.

Fragrant body, good appearance, and now I'm ready for cappus…!!

Take the keys, put on the jacket, get the bike out of the garage, get ready for the road…..! But just want to turn on the motor, suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps that make me deg-degan, because it is mystical. Plus my garage is dark, it's already a nest of spiders a lot, and the condition that makes me most afraid is in the garage it is said to be a former massacre of Dutch soldiers. How mystical try. But I tried to calm down, little by little I looked back, and you know who stepped behind me??? It turns out that it was my own footsteps. Hahaha I guess what.

“Woy, where are you going?” Ask my mother.

“Mau road mak” answer me.

“People are running malem week, it's Friday night, want to your grave huh?” said my mother.

“yaelah mak, today mah jalan kaga need to squirm the day. Want to go to the weekend cake, Friday mallm, or new year monkey cake mallem, kaga be a problem”, I said while affirming.

I continue to welcome, “yawah, I do not care you want to walk when, the important thing is you buy first is to make a sale tomorrow” tell while leaving the waist.

Lo shadowin, I was ready to cappus to watch, and udeh dudan ngalahin James Bond who is again acting. Eeeh, instead told to shop to the market. Hahaha but ga papa, because I am a devoted child to parents, I ended up shopping first by now.

As long as I drive a motorcycle to the market, Hany same Alvi smsin I continue. Temporarily hp shakes, briefly hp shakes, shakes kok just for a moment. Hahaha is getting worse at writing. Okay short story, after going to the market, me and the three creatures were cappus to watch.

Arriving at the destination, you know, it turns out that the film does not exist…!! ngenes is too, right? The four of us have been fighting together, until I also got my speech at home, eeh the film was not there.

“Gue said also what, the film was aired tomorrow” concluded me

Alvi replied with songong, “gue saw the poster today.”

“Maybe in Cinema XXI there kal” Hany tried to calm Alvi.

“Udah we to Gramedia aja dah” invite Miftah.

The four of us went to Gramedia. At Gramedia I found many inspirational books and very suitable for writing reference materials. Well, the writing you are reading is one of the inspirations of the book I read in Gramedia. J

After enjoying free books, we finally go home empty-handed.

On the way home, I always think about the writing you are reading. My passion for writing this book exploded after I read the book in Gramedia.

So, actually in this opening I just want to tell you the origin of this writing was created. Hahaha (sorry has made you all muters).

All right, let's get this short story to the heart of the matter…!

Try what comes to mind when you read the title of this article? Anyone want an opinion? What do you say? I'm afraid because diomelin is the same because I sing in the bathroom? Wasn't it! I didn't see that? Not really! Males, I told you, Miftah and I are not interested in the film. Whats? I'm afraid I got rejected by girls? Sorry boss!!! Not in the dictionary I rejected girls.*lift collar

So what's dong?

Okay-okay I tell you, I was upset because I was stabbed. Understand all of you?! If you do not know what the meaning of being stabbed, pliss do not look at KBBI, because until the fur of the ketek lo out the cactus tree also will not meet. So, the intent of being stabbed was designed aka cheating. Hoho.. Try, how do you feel, when again his love is the same as someone; keep you know that person is playing behind you. And what is worse is that the person broke up with various kinds of false lies made up. It must hurt, right? It feels like the fall of duren and nancep right in the heart of ten tau ga!!! *bay.. hohoho.

But this is serious. When I went through a phase of confusion that was not clear, I felt very discouraged, like I had no place to lean. *nyender aje on the tombstone.:p.

Okay, without further ado, I want to go straight to the chronology!!

Call it the girl I mean named Inem, and the guy who became the third person was Paijo.

When I was in college, suddenly hp I shakes, it turns out there is a text in. Sms it's from Inem, who basically broke up. But with a subtle language. Inem says, if he wants to focus on work, and does not want to be bothered with love affairs.haha actually it's a really old song. Hello! I do not bego times, why I from class 7 Junior High to class 12 SMK always ranked 1, if it can still be divided in the problem like hahaha gini. *boast

I've heard from Inem's Fb status. So I was suspicious before. How he writes a rather romantic status, but at the same time people with innuendo to other guys who are not me. And you know who that guy is ? he is Paijo from goa ghost. hahahaha :p

“Why did you suddenly kill me?” ask me curious.

Inem replies, “I want to focus on work first, and one day I will return to you.”

“why if you want to focus on work, you are close to Paijo, so you have the intention to visit him in Jombang?” ask me.

“I just want friendship, and no more. I promise I will return to you” replied inem.

They promised to make me move on. Maybe because they saw my status is messy like a house that got winded *****take a pickaxe time yes. So they're an initiative to it.

“Tar, collect yuk, want to move on kaga lo?” bring Miftah.

I replied, “hunt where?”

“in my house, with the Hany ama Alvi.” Tukas Miftah hit me on the shoulder.

“what time is it?”

“Jam 7 malem.” Miftah replied.

“sipp.” My hand held my thumb.

Dusk disappeared, evening came. The clock shows at 19:30 WIB. Ordinary, if we gather, I must always come late. Hahaha, be aware of busy people. Many affairs, want to go to nandatanganin the letters first. (debt bills. Hoho :D)

I'm 1 hour late. To the point that food is left in its traces. They're at a party, I just came.

“Assalammu’alaikum” comes with a greeting.

“Wa’alaikumussalam” reply simultaneously.

“Mr Galau coming, hahahaha” Hany Meltedek.

“ah you, you again because kayak gini is even meledekin, tega lo ya? Mif, make me food!!” I'm kesel.

“gallau-galau laper also lo!!” miftah Saut.

“yaelah, your time on eating spaghetti, I just dapet dregs-ampasnya?” L said.

“iye iye I made” Miftah go inside and make food for me.

After the meal, I immediately told all the problems from the beginning to the end. They are the ones who understand my feelings the most. They have convinced me many times that Inem is not good for me. Especially Miftah, the formula she loves, very lucky.

“udah si Tar, you tuh pinter, there are still many girls who want to equal lo” said Alvi

“gener tuh Tar.” Hany added.

“But I still keep thinking gan, I also do not know why can be all this.”

“try to eat chocolate deh, chocolate can eliminate tau” explained Hany.

“Sherina lu??”. Ask me.

“iya seriously I. Especially if you eat chocolate together, and you nraktir us, 100% galau lo ilang dah, hahaha.” Hany said I have no sins.

“ahh severe lo, again temen kayak gini, still also diporotin.” I slumped while pouting.

Miftah added, “nih Tar, I give the formula yes, so you can lupain Inem.”

“what formula?” Ask me.

“Lo inget-inget ugliness-vices Inem and you have to forget the good times lo with him” firmly Miftah while hitting my thigh.

“right tuh Tar.” Hany assented.

“wah, right also bro, I will try, but if I gather with you guys again, then it's like saying so know. Eeh fitting until my house thought again.” Obviously I

“yaaa, did I say that if you think, you must at most mind lo it, to the formula earlier. Understand lo?!” Tukas Miftah's.

“iya I understand.” While nodding 3 times.

I immediately applied the formula recommended by the 3 creatures. And I can finally move on. Well, it only takes 2 weeks. Until the end of all this is I got a much better companion than Inem. Thanks God…. J

Thanks Miftah, Hany, and Alvi…

You guys have made me move on. From you I learned the real meaning of friendship. It turns out that friends are the most powerful soul tranquilizers. I will never waste your existence. Thanks again. J

NOTE :

This short story is just fictitious. I apologize profusely if any of you have experienced a similar incident. Or have a similar role in this story.

I just want to pour the creations in the form of short stories and no more. Although this is a personal experience, but actually this short story I exaggerated. Especially in my conversation and in the. Hahahaha that conversation had happened, but did not use the language as written in the short story.

However, still the essence of the story from my personal experience is not reduced at all.

I think you can translate the meaning of this note..