we were out to get coffee and talks at gor bulungan. we were separated into two groups, me, mila, desna, dimas arrive first. while waiting for fai and abdul, we bought a bolu ubi kopong. there was a kid, around farel ages approch us, i see him collecting coin he drop before. he stand in front of me and shaking a small bottle he brought around (that i thought was his toy). he was ngamen. i can't help but dropping jaw while my friend rushing looking for receh.
he was well dressing. clean clothes, fine hat, i bet his mom put bedak on his face. he was nice.
what did he do?
why?
who force him?
i see him doing the exact thing to another people until he dissapeared from my sight. we move to get coffee.
short story, after eating, drinking coffee and a lot of talking, a kid approach us. different clothes. but i think he was the kid before. doing the exactly same thing. again.
those story you heard from television was real.
he was well dressing. clean clothes, fine hat, i bet his mom put bedak on his face. he was nice.
what did he do?
why?
who force him?
i see him doing the exact thing to another people until he dissapeared from my sight. we move to get coffee.
short story, after eating, drinking coffee and a lot of talking, a kid approach us. different clothes. but i think he was the kid before. doing the exactly same thing. again.
those story you heard from television was real.
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