Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
royal male

"Not yet! You're the one I'm trying to do! Wanna?" tanya Dira, stared fiercely because the story was cut.

Dira continues the story of folklore that ends with a heartbreaking ending.

"Maline, have you forgotten? I'm your mother?" the old woman's toilet as Dira imitated the speech.

"No! I don't have a mother!" tampik Malin, while holding his wife's hand to stay away from poor women who are shabby.

"Son, don't be! I'm this, your mother!" the old woman's moans, crying with a roaring voice. Tears have soaked his cheeks because age has been eroded by time. Dira also practices a style of speech with deep sadness.

Until the end, the Malin still did not want to admit his mother. Until watched by the crowd around, Malin stick to his stance. Meanwhile, the wife increasingly could not bear to see an old woman who begged and moaned to be recognized as a mother.

"Maline, is she really your mother?" ask his wife, as if he did not believe her own confession. Malin shook his head.

Dira continued, the old woman knelt down while sobbing. He prayed that his son would wake up and admit that he was his mother.

"Go there you! You poor woman!" yelled Malin, driving out his own mother.

The mother who sat down, cursed malin kundang. "Based on a bad boy! I'm gonna knock you to stone!"

Proc ... Proc ...

Claps of applause echoed in the room. Dira's story is really heartwarming.

"Silence, calm! Not quite the story yet!" hardik Dira, while describing the young man who knelt begging for mercy on the board.

Dira returned to tell the story.

"Suddenly, a rumbling sound struck, the sky darkened. The rain starts to wet. Miraculously, the old woman's prayer was immediately realized," Dira's story, excitedly showed anger against the malin kundang.

"Continue ... continue ...!" yell all maba with compact.

"Alas a marker!" cibir Dira, the others even laughed at him.

Dira told me, the sky seemed angry at Malin Kundang. Thundering lightning continues to strike until it makes Malin scared.

"Maline, is she really your mother?" urge his wife to let the malin acknowledge the status of the old woman.

Malin still shook his head with worry that enveloped his heart. He admitted that the woman was really the mother who gave birth to him.

However, the rice had already become porridge. The mother cried even more hysterically when she heard that Malin never admitted it.

A storm appeared, the wind was blowing very hard. Making malin and his wife increasingly confused face the blowing of the wind that is getting stronger dragging their bodies to the shore.

"Maline, admit she's your mother!" seloroh Malin's wife, hoping malin lowers his ego.

"No!" malin said, with a sad face.

"You're really going to be a rock! Disgusted son!" said the old woman.

Rumbles continued to strike malin's body, the man fell to his knees, until finally his body drooped as if worshiping for mercy.

Not feeling, his tears came out. "Mother!" malin said, regretting his actions.

However, his body was already unable to move. As if he was starting to help. Soon, the body turned into a stone with the final position that was being drenched to beg for mercy.

The old woman grew hysterical lamenting the change of her child. The child actually became a stone in accordance with the oath of absorption on the beach.

Proc ... Proc ...

The clapping broke the silence after Dira's story ended. Everyone appreciates the story that Dira conveyed with full appreciation.

He managed to be a good storyteller. It can bring the audience into the story. In fact, the woman in the class cried bitterly because of drifting in the story.

"Where, brother?" dira asked, a little embarrassed because many were clapping for him.

"Good!" gamal said as he gave a thumbs up.

"Think once," added Wati, follow by giving a thumbs up.

Dira sat back in the chair. The sound of a heartbeat kept racing rapidly unceasingly. He still felt stubborn because he told stories in front of all his friends.

****

The hour of rest has arrived. Dira gathers with his friends in the cafeteria. Since morning, Shinta has been there because he could not follow ospek.

"Heh, you're daydreaming!" sindir Jenny, when she found her soulmate was already in the cafeteria first.

"I'm out of class!" said Shinta, pursing her lips.

"Why?" said Dira, staring at the beautiful bead of Shinta.

"Crazy! I was given a severe sentence, three at a time. You think that, told to jog, bring the same bag around the field five times. Isn't that crazy? Just because I lost eating crackers yesterday," Sighed Shinta, lamenting her decision.

"Certainly? Those who kicked you out of class?" suhut Carol, after returning to take orders from the Jefri agreement.

"They gave me a choice because I protested. He said he wanted to take the punishment or I left class? Yeah, I better get out of class!" cerocos Shinta, grumbling alone.

"The right choice, buddy!" Jenny patted Shinta on the back, then gave her thumb.

"Yes, rather than you dead standing! That's good, so where's ospek kelen?" sahut Dira, frowned.

"Eitherway! Don't know me, from the morning I'm here!" obviously Shinta, grumble.

Suddenly, Jefri approaches Carol's desk. The woman stopped eating because there was a figure of a man who liked her coming.

"Why, bang?" carol asked, annoyed at being disturbed.

Jefri approached, then ducked down to get close to Carol's ear. "Your friends haven't eaten, have they? Tell him to take it, brother will pay" whispered Jefri.

Carol looked at the man's face. However, his head even collided with Jefri's head because they were too close.

"Aww!" squeal Carol, pain. Jefri again straightened his body, feeling that nothing had happened even though he was also in pain.

Then, Jefri hurried away without saying another word. Carol's three best friends stared at each other and whispered. Then, it attacked Carol with a sharp look.

"Kelen was told to eat, and he paid!" carol said, as if she knew what her best friend's sharp gaze meant.

Jenny, Dira, and Shinta chuckled in excitement. They are also happy to be re-traded by Jefri. "Royal men are not to be wasted, Rol!" added Dira, twisting eyes with flirtatious.

"Hoo'oh! It looks like a bang defan, our idol. Don't you want to be like her husband?" said Shinta, squinting.

"Ah, this miss! I have not planned to date. I was there to take food, then say the name of the jefri," explained Carol, back to eating her lunch.

His three best friends immediately ran, ordering the desired food. In accordance with Carol's orders, the three mentioned Jefri's name to the canteen's mother when ordering food.

Not long after, the three sat back down, carrying plates and drinks. "Ah, this is often your boyfriend, Rol!" ledek Jenny, laughing sumringah.

*****

Defan is thinking about strategies for preparing next week's trial for corruption and online gambling.

In addition, he had just received an original letter of land ownership that was being dragged by his neighbor.