My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
ROMANCE : MUKADIMAH
Hay-hay all 👋 TO NOTE !
This is a follow-up work (second season) or rather extended full version (MIPA 3) of the story of Love Dipalak Thugs Market Sholeh season 1 with improved writing, and, change the point of view of authorship and add conflict of story, something that is lacking whether it is a sentence, lattar or feel so as not to feel ambiguous.
After a full moon thinking and weighing finally mimin decided to make the story of the thug jago nyepik along with the story of the children of MIPA 3, see the high enthusiasm of the reader, see the high enthusiasm of the reader, and still have his shame in the self mimin if the previous work is still too ambiguous. FOR THOSE WHO WANT TO KNOW THE LOVE STORY OF THE CHILDREN OF MIPA 3 HERE IS THE PLACE, for those who do not need to read the love story of Tian, Tasya, Cupid, Mutia, Rifal and others, mimin does not force suerrr deh! This mimin made solely to answer the curiosity of some readers about the love story of MIPA 3 children who are not told in the old story. FOR THE FIRST CHAPTERS WE REVIEW THE MEETING UNTIL THE LOVE STORY OF RAMA-NARA YA GUYS, let's know the origin of the seeds of love of the children of papa-mama MIPA 3, let's know, so that new readers are not misskom because of the trials there are papa-mama MIPA 3 tuh who? 😂😂 all nostalgia their sweet story even though it will be a little different from the old work yes guys because this is not a jeplakan but collect the rest of memory mimin😌 Intentionally with a title that is similar to not dizzy kalo this story got his MIPA 3, same paRam maRa. So, no main character is seeded here, because all MIPA 3 children have their own story parts. For readers who want to know the full story, the continuation of the story of Ramadan and Narasheila specifically they can just read the work by typing the same title or can click my profile.
In this story, the plot synchronizes with the time, lattar and place with the old work. Okay guys happy reading, greetings mimin Sin the author tambahan 😘
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This is a trivial story of teenage children, who are members of the legend class nicknamed MIPA, the story that started from the move of Nara, the story that happened in our daily lives, all of us, a story that tells the lives of teenage children with the stability of their attitude and ego. Warning guys! Prepare all the supply of tissue, if only you mengences, or you need to make duyel-uyel, trus throw it in his face mimin, because the story is crisp rich kanebo sunk heat.
...LOVE, is it possible for us - we are a rogue? For us a young man who has attached the word thug, begundal? High School, where the time to find the identity. This is where our story begins...
...~FIGHTER LOVE MIPA 3~...
MIPA 3, not just a class name for them, but home, friends, family, friends, sharing grief.
In a cafe in the style of Lesehan a group of people gathered, not new people who do not know each other but families who have not met each other for a long time, with the same face and self but different status.
"Inget wasn't the first time we met?!" the laughter of some people, now they are not the smelly child in high school uniform but their new personal, a businessman, a domestic soldier, housewives, doctors, cafe owners, businessmen, housewives, housewives, and there are many others, when they were.....
The opening of an old photo sheet, brings memories of white times of ash as it finds him, love.....
BACKWARD FLOW, ORIGIN CLUB 😂😂😆 STORY WE FLASHBACK PAST YES
🍂 Part Nara---Rama the head of the premium MIPA 3 🤣🤣
🌟 Jekardah, Indonesia 202X
"Huwakkk! Don't forget us Sheil!"
"Why do I have to move, but can I stay with oma?!"
Narasheila simply smiled in response to her friends.
"Gue said yes," replied Nara praying farewell to friends who were only a few who were close. He did not have many friends in the old school that he thought was a little boring, whether this girl was too jutek on every creature he met, until the ants just ogah befriended him, he said, so juteknya.
Life is very normal for him. There is nothing special, like martabak telor duck, as well as his school life, like school in general, study, go home, be a brilliant student, if said the squidward-boringnnn!
He was born not from the class of menyayai, noble, officials, let alone a wealthy family whose property is not exhausted even though eaten by termites.
Nara only lives in a quiet and peaceful housing, as peaceful as life in a graveyard. However, now he and his family are forced to move to Bandung, considering that now the mother who is a supervisor in a shopping center, was transferred to Bandung. So did his father who opened a restaurant and convection in Bandung.
...THIS HOUSE IS FOR SALE...
...contact :08133456789...
*Square, grek*!
Papah Nara locks the fence of the house, one container car has been parked beautifully in front of the house carrying household items. They all say goodbye to the neighbors, who if counted - they come out only on weekends only, except for mothers who love their idols every morning, not jungkook or Ari wibowo but 'vegetable kang.
Narasheila was the second of two children or people who said youngest. His kaka was named Akhsan, quite annoying according to Nara. Nara can be said to be a beautiful and sweet girl, only her jutek is loh! Can be equated with the role of stepmother.
He stared pusar out the window, if Akhsan could close his eyes tightly with a position of looking up while horrifying his ipod, so deep mouth was not aware, Nara shakes her shoulders ilfeel on the brother.
"Ih! It's it!" he pushed Akhsan's head which was about to hit him due to the shock of the trip and kept him away.
Ariston, ahhh! Romantic city a million stories.Indeed true, cool-still plenty of city parks, and yep!!! This is where he'll stay.
The beautiful Netra follows every moving road out there, the big trees still stand firm, the car enters the Tamansari area. He rubbed his arms, because the coolness had burst in.
Container cars transporting goods enter one housing, note! Not Elite housing, just mediocre housing.
"This is pa's house?" Nara straightened her seat, bending her head out the window after opening the car window.
"Dear, baby" replied my mother.
"Build your brother," pinta mama opened her seatbelt and went out with papa to command the driver and the kernet.
Nara grabbed a bottle of mineral water and then opened the lid, she poured water in her palm, then unconsciously splashed it on Akhsan's face while opening the headset in her brother's ear.
"Bocorrr!!!! Flooduperrr!" yelling, Akhsan immediately shrank in shock making him reflex to push the face of the younger brother who was right near his face.
Dugm!
"Ohhhh!" lamented Nara, this is the name of the weapon eat sir.
"Sumprull!" he said, but then he laughed loudly to see his sister got instant karma.
"Ha-ha-ha! Sukurdr! Kualat is the same brother himself nosy," he said but no doubt rubbed the head of Nara who was sucked.
"Abang! Don't have feelings" she said.
"Eat him!" Akhsan rubbed Nara's nose and opened the car door, "uh, is it good?! Wahhhh-ngga feeling!" he said down and spread his hands together to break the pain. Nara came down with her school bag.
Staring at the building in plain sight, this building will be the next home sweet home.
The two entered after mom and dad opened the lock and entered.
Nara researched the entire 2-storey building, still empty of jumping. He can guess if the previous occupants were clean people, it was proven from the clean and neat of this house. Looking at the stairs, there must be a room there. Akhsan quickly ran before his younger brother.
"Gue his room upstairs yeah!" pekik Akhsan, while running.
"That's my bang !" pekik Nara intercepted and pulled the hand of her tall and strapping brother. It was not Akhsan who was interested, even Nara who was carried away by the pull of her brother.
Nara had to let go of her hand, then ran. However, he had not yet reached the contested room, his sister pulled Nara back until almost strayed and entered ahead, as a result Nara could only sing her lips along Anyer road to Jakarta.
"Ha-ha-ha! Who quickly he got, so if he ran his big step dong!" cibir Akhsan to his sister.
He patted his own eel, "oh yeah I forgot, loe's legs are short, loe's body is tiny anyway, boncel !" ledek.
But not giving up, Nara forced her to go into the room. Just having his head in the room wicket, Akhsan held back Nara's eel so that there was a push and push between these two sister brothers, Akhsan's energy forced Nara to walk on the spot.
"Ihhh, it should be my brother who is just as good!" Akhsan shook his head in rejecting the proposal.
Feeling her efforts were in vain, Nara stopped pushing, "okay! I'm afraid, you horned rhinoceros !! Let's get a boncel, from the giant wall of China!" Nara folded her hands on her chest.
"Ha-ha-ha! Do you know why snow white dwarfs are only 7 ga 8?" his eyebrows rose and fell, Nara did not intend to answer him because it was definitely a mockery for him.
"You no?! Now you answer, one brother stuck here!" his laughter closed the door.
"Your friend!! Papahs!! Bang Akhsan ni, do not want to give the same as yourself!" he shouted down to the bottom floor again.
They can only shake their heads to see the behavior of the tom and jerry, "yes, above there is room 2. Take it with you, let mama same papah below," replied his mama took the path of peace.
"Yes" answered Nara.
He went back up to the top floor and entered the other room, the room was directly opposite his sister's room.
Nara swept a glance around the room, she began to neatly arrange her belongings and put a sticker on the entrance on her behalf if it was her room.
"Done !" he said while shaking his waist and smiling. This girl is named *Narasheila Caramelia Yudhistira*.
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