Lagi liat berita, beritanya tentang korupsi nahh gua nonton sama mbak gua mbak sur. Di beritanya si korupsi lagi sidang terus mbak gue bilang “korupsi korupsi aja ngapain banyak omong akhir2 nya juga di penjara” gue ngakak soalnya mbak gua ngomong dengan ekspresi wajahnya yang unyu unyu babi gituu hahaha

gue punya mbak baru tapi sekarang sih udah setengah tahun gitu hampir se tahun deng. Pertama kali itu gue jemput dia di rumah temen Ibu gue. Di mobil dia duduk di sebelah gue, gue diem dieman. Sampe rumah gue kasih tau ke mbak gue dimana tempat piring dimana kamar mbak gue. Nah nama mbak gue itu “SUR”. abis itu beberapa hari dirumah gue , due masih diem dieman belom ngobrol. Akhirnya gue deket sama mbak sur karena gue ada tugas sekolah gitu. Akhirnya lumayan lama mbak sur tinggal dirumah gue. Mbak Sur itu orangnya srimulat banget…, dia kadang budeg kadang seru kadang lucu. waktu itu om gue blg “mbak sur beliin rokok dong” kata mbak sur “coca cola? berapa?” kata om gue “3 ya mbak”. gue dengernya ngakak sendiri gara-gara mereka sama-sama budeg hahaha… Terus kalo pagi mbak sur bilang ke gue “morning” gue bilang “morning” kata mbak gue “i lop yu” terus gue ketawa kecil sambil ngomong “i lop yu tuu”… Terus dia suka banget ngikutin lagu “iwak peyek” yang dinariin sama andre sama sule pelawak di OVJ hahahaha

lyrics of que sera de ti

Two uniformed policemen got out and approached the walk leading up to the house, oblivious of both the man watching from a darkened second-floor window across the street and the fading green-gold footprints over which they were walking. In the darkness I could not see what held it, but by groping with my hands I discovered that it was wedged beneath the bottom of a closed door.

Now he had a panoramic view of the excavated buildings, the old landing field and its crumpled tower: even the ship meadow where the three ancient aircraft had been unearthed. He smelled the air of the night and heard the trees whispering on the embankment above him and the breeze that had set the trees to whispering came down to him and felt him over with soft and tender fingers, for all the world as if it were examining him for broken bones or contusions and abrasions.

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