Rabu, 25 Mei 2011
Rabu, 27 April 2011
love story
Clear sky without clouds, the moon is perfectly round, bright, reflecting cahya sun is shining on the other hemisphere.
"Mas, really slowly really does bring the bike", a passenger in a soft voice sounded behind, "he said sembalap", she laughed softly.
"Yeah, do not want to run out mas mas bring valuable congenital fall"
"Why, we're guns bring nothing"
"You bring any guns, but I did not bring that precious jewel"
"Jewel ..? Where?", Asked the white veiled woman waving in the wind.
"Jewels are you, darling. You are the jewel of my heart, my world jewel, and I hope, You are the jewel akhiratku"
"Indeed the world is entirely jewelry, and the best jewelry I have is you, my wife"
Her white cheeks flushed, blushed with shame.
Vehicles drove through the deserted night streets.
At a sharp bend, the rear tire suddenly burst, the balance is not maintained, the motor fell off. The sound of metal hitting the pavement, sounding surprised.
"Astagfirullah adzim thing," shrieked the woman spontaneously. Motor dragged several meters eroded asphalt.
"You okay deck?", Asked the man who fell off a black jacket. Dihiraukannya no pants on his knees with the hole and bleed. He immediately got up, approached the woman who sat down.
The silent woman, she looked shocked, shocked. Her palms bloody blisters. Dipapahnya woman pulled over. Taken off the helmet worn. Walking slowly half-staggered to the sidewalk.
She headscarf and clothes repair the mess.
"Ouch my legs seemed to sprain mas", moaned.
A man cigarette stall guard, ran over. Kawasaki Ninja RR wake green moss. Several times he tried to neutralize the teeth and pushed to the side of the road.
"We check into the hospital yes", the man tried to calm.
"It's there in front of the doctor's office mas", he said the innkeeper. A white signpost looks at a house, fifty yards ahead.
"Mas I entrusted my bike had the same sampean yes", these middle-aged man nodded.
"Let's go", he looked back at the woman who looks a little pale.
"Awww, gee .., I can walk mas guns, sick", she complained after a stand and try to walk.
"Fine here mas carry", he lifted the woman, her right hand clutching his shoulder, while his left hand lifting her legs.
After running about twenty yards.
"Brother, you seem to gain weight yes, I think a year ago when I nikahin you, you are as heavy guns deh", he grimaced. Between laughing at the mouth and small sweat dripping on your forehead.
"Yeee, I weigh the same kok mas. Mas wrote a long've still never ngegendong younger guns, so guns trained so deh"
"Hahahaha .., yes, yes", little laughter echoed among the second pair.
Waving a white skirt and blood stained the injured knee seemed to have little terhiraukan by wonderful antidote pain, love. Clear night sky without clouds, the moon is perfectly spherical, enveloped witnessed two beings who love being injured.
"Mas, really slowly really does bring the bike", a passenger in a soft voice sounded behind, "he said sembalap", she laughed softly.
"Yeah, do not want to run out mas mas bring valuable congenital fall"
"Why, we're guns bring nothing"
"You bring any guns, but I did not bring that precious jewel"
"Jewel ..? Where?", Asked the white veiled woman waving in the wind.
"Jewels are you, darling. You are the jewel of my heart, my world jewel, and I hope, You are the jewel akhiratku"
"Indeed the world is entirely jewelry, and the best jewelry I have is you, my wife"
Her white cheeks flushed, blushed with shame.
Vehicles drove through the deserted night streets.
At a sharp bend, the rear tire suddenly burst, the balance is not maintained, the motor fell off. The sound of metal hitting the pavement, sounding surprised.
"Astagfirullah adzim thing," shrieked the woman spontaneously. Motor dragged several meters eroded asphalt.
"You okay deck?", Asked the man who fell off a black jacket. Dihiraukannya no pants on his knees with the hole and bleed. He immediately got up, approached the woman who sat down.
The silent woman, she looked shocked, shocked. Her palms bloody blisters. Dipapahnya woman pulled over. Taken off the helmet worn. Walking slowly half-staggered to the sidewalk.
She headscarf and clothes repair the mess.
"Ouch my legs seemed to sprain mas", moaned.
A man cigarette stall guard, ran over. Kawasaki Ninja RR wake green moss. Several times he tried to neutralize the teeth and pushed to the side of the road.
"We check into the hospital yes", the man tried to calm.
"It's there in front of the doctor's office mas", he said the innkeeper. A white signpost looks at a house, fifty yards ahead.
"Mas I entrusted my bike had the same sampean yes", these middle-aged man nodded.
"Let's go", he looked back at the woman who looks a little pale.
"Awww, gee .., I can walk mas guns, sick", she complained after a stand and try to walk.
"Fine here mas carry", he lifted the woman, her right hand clutching his shoulder, while his left hand lifting her legs.
After running about twenty yards.
"Brother, you seem to gain weight yes, I think a year ago when I nikahin you, you are as heavy guns deh", he grimaced. Between laughing at the mouth and small sweat dripping on your forehead.
"Yeee, I weigh the same kok mas. Mas wrote a long've still never ngegendong younger guns, so guns trained so deh"
"Hahahaha .., yes, yes", little laughter echoed among the second pair.
Waving a white skirt and blood stained the injured knee seemed to have little terhiraukan by wonderful antidote pain, love. Clear night sky without clouds, the moon is perfectly spherical, enveloped witnessed two beings who love being injured.
Selasa, 22 Maret 2011
Rabu, 02 Maret 2011
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Kamis, 17 Februari 2011
conversations introduction (tugas b.ing)
andi : of course, please
Novi : thank you sir
andi : you’re welcome
Novi : what’s your name?
andi : my name is andi, you?
Novi : my name is novi
andi : Novi, nice to meet you
Novi : nice to meet you too
Minggu, 09 Januari 2011
prinsip dan motto hidupkoe
dalam hidup iniech,,,,,
peran terbesar dalam kehidupankoe adalah ibu ,ibu adalah segalanya bagikoe.(bukand gombal loch)
ibu itu seperti sahabat jika akoe ada masalah....
beliau selalu menghiburkoe....
selalu mendo'akan akoe
selalu perhatian meskipun sering ngomelnya sich...(waduch kog jd curhat.....)
akoe pengend bisa membahagiakan beliau.....
prinsipkoe rasa bangga yang pengend akoe dengar dri bibirnya terhadap akoe...
jd akoe harus membuat dya bangga..........
HARUS MEMBUAT IBU BANGGA
peran terbesar dalam kehidupankoe adalah ibu ,ibu adalah segalanya bagikoe.(bukand gombal loch)
ibu itu seperti sahabat jika akoe ada masalah....
beliau selalu menghiburkoe....
selalu mendo'akan akoe
selalu perhatian meskipun sering ngomelnya sich...(waduch kog jd curhat.....)
akoe pengend bisa membahagiakan beliau.....
prinsipkoe rasa bangga yang pengend akoe dengar dri bibirnya terhadap akoe...
jd akoe harus membuat dya bangga..........
HARUS MEMBUAT IBU BANGGA
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