Not I'm Taking Him
Go away

A few days ago I checked out a hidden place. There are sofas, beds, and everything.

Nothing seems suspicious.

Ahead of the magrib, the son came with his son. brought a pick-up car. Because the house of the son was close to the cluster in his care.

While the mama driver said he would pick up a little night because his house was an hour away.

"Mbak gita, this is my son, his name is Yudi. Yudi who will wear the furniture mbak Gita!. because they are newly married.

I smiled to welcome them.

"Thank you, sister, I was very helped by what you gave me.

He. understand.it's still a newlywed and just moved!". she smiled.

"Rizki you are Yud. I will move!". I smiled.

Because I gave her what she needed.

It turns out that the contract is also behind this cluster. He said not too big.

In fact, he was surprised when I invited three friends to the room to bring my king-size bed.

"Surely the roll is good when struggling with my wife!. will not hurt my wife's waist finish I pound.

But I can still hear.

"Yes yud. if this is the mattress you will not disturb the neighbors because of the creaking of your bed.

Yudi just smiled.

"Don't you love the historic place you have with your husband to give me?!". asked Yudi.

"No yud. now you need it more.

"Can you bring me?!". asked friend yudi.

"May. bring all the set rooms.Young ones need more!".I replied.

"He. he. thank you brother!". said yudi.

So Yudi helped his three friends bring a set room in the main room.

I also gave you a refrigerator and a washing machine, as well as some kitchen utensils.

Yudi friends are also given gas stoves, megics and dispensers.There are also chairs on the floor they bring.

They are finished after the magrib prayer. And I ordered food online.

When my father-in-law's second dinner stopped by, he said he wanted to leave the city for a few days, he said there was a family of mothers who died.

I also ask permission if the next few days will move.

"what kind of clothes have you set aside for dad?!". asked mom.

"Tomorrow I'll drive you home.

"Well, may you get a mate quickly, mother can only mendo'a right you!.

take care".that's the only message of father and mother-in-law.

They're still my in-laws. Because the court letter I haven't received.

At eight o'clock, my mama's driver had also come. carrying a slightly large car, because there was a lot of furniture for him.

All the furniture was brought. cutlery, some dishes and glassware and displays I did not give. because it was a souvenir item and a little expensive.

All have been taken. There are only a few tools and clothes and my personal left behind. I have packed them all.

The flowers and plants I care for I bring.

I called someone so that morning would pick up all my tools and put them in a place I still keep secret.

I slept on a thick fur carpet and a thick blanket.

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Huh. huh...

I woke up from my sleep.

I dreamt, bang Fajri said. There's something in my briefcase, which I bought bang fajri time to Europe.

I woke up from my fall. I looked around. Looking for where my bag is.

I remember, I put my bags in a blue suitcase. And I unpacked it.

I shed my tears as I read the letter that was in the bag.

I closed the letter again, and put it in the bag again.

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In the morning the car that was going to carry my things came, all were raised and I just came out with clothes on my body.

I leave a little late to the office at my boss because it will move, I told the superior.

Not to forget I ordered courier komplels to deliver two suitcases of clothes and goods belonging to bang Fajri to his parents' house.

A house not far from the cluster where I live.

After all I left, I went back around the house to check, where I knew there was still something left and I had to take it.

both rooms were empty, and nothing was left behind. The living room and living room are also empty.

I checked every shelf, drawers in the kitchen.empty, laundry and drying.

Safe.

So I came out of that house and stepped into the future, leaving behind all the beautiful written memories.

Goodbye to the past. May bang Fajri be quiet in nature there. I've been sincere with everything that's happened.

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