INSECURE, Love of the Past
New school registration

Indra and I attended Mr. Kia's funeral.. There Kia's eyes were puffy.

Whatever we hate our parents are our parents. It will never be replaced until the next day. Let the tyranny of his wife be his affair with Allah.

We can't choose who will be our parents. Rich or poor have all been outlined by the Almighty. We cannot resist the fate that has been given to us.

After the funeral I hugged him who was crying. Even so, he was sad to lose his father. I'm ready to go home because it's getting hotter.

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Today I'm going to apply to a new school and be dropped off by mama. After registration, I received a new student card to use during the new student admission exam. Mamah finished all the administration and I got a Wednesday section to take the exam..

Elsewhere Indra did the same but she was part of the test today. Yes we are now busy each one to prepare for entry into a new school.

The diploma cannot be taken only a certificate of graduation that can be used as a reference to register.

Students who apply to this High School a lot turned out to be really worthy of being called the favorite High School.

I looked around and saw one of my friends who was on the list that day. I saw Ari also apply to this High School. I call her, "Ari.. Here "

"Eh Mar, did you sign up here too? What part of the day is the test?"

"Yes, I'll sign up here, Ri, on Wednesday. What day are you?"

"I'm part of it today, it's 10 o'clock in a minute for the exam. Oh yes, how is your relationship with Indra? Is it okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine with her. The spirit."

"Yes Mar, thank you."

Ari left because she was going to the exam soon. I felt strange about Ari's question because from his eyes I saw a look of disappointment, why? I immediately took Mama home, because there was nothing we could do here anymore.

After registration I saw a lot of people crowded in the middle of the field near my house. What the hell is it? Me and I approached the crowd..

The attractions that debus showed me shuddered in horror. What I saw at the moment was that they pierced the stomach with spears unharmed. Then the others slice the limb with a knife or cleaver.

After that they ate the fire and stuck a wire needle into the tongue until it penetrated without bleeding.

The first time I saw the show was scared. If at that time there is a smartphone, people must be busy recording it and uploaded on social media each so that it goes viral.

People today are mostly so, although not all. A little upload so viral can be an artist, selebgram, youtuber, blogger, everything important so famous.. ye right?

Even it seems like many people now have no sympathy. When you see an accident, you are busy recording it, not busy helping.

When his son is sick instead of being treated instead of updates the status of WA, FB, IG, 'GWS favorite child of the mother'.

Yes, that is what people are today.

Back to the laptop!!

In the middle of the show, I saw that there was one of them who was young. He seems to be the same age as me. Eh he looked at me.!!

His face was handsome but still handsome Indra dong. His body was tall and his skin was clean but slightly brownish. Compared to me, her skin is still bleached like she's. He wears a red headband and his clothes are so distinctive.

He was slicing his hand with a razor, his eyes fixed on me. We looked at each other for a long time and I hid my face on my back.

But Mom thought I was scared to see the show. In fact, I'm ashamed that I've been seen with him.

I just go home from the wrong behavior, he continues to mengyamperin me and later Indra become jealous.how? Mending diem at home.

Ooooh... I'm GR once.. Time is just to see it is baper. Why am I a gini baperan? I was never a baperan.

I went home when the show was not finished. But I'm horrified ah. Afraid too!! Even more afraid that the young man fell in love with this ugly me.. Haha !!!

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