on a sunny Sunday morning, my mother invited to go to the market to help carry the groceries are a bit much,
we ride motorcycles to go to the market that quite far from my home,
a short story, after arriving and parking the motor, we entered the market and start shopping. his name is also a mother, all her groceries in love to me all. then hands me a plastic bag full of groceries.
his name is also the market, it is dirty, its muddy streets and potholes. because mind, suddenly I was shocked my feet into the hole full of dirty water a bit muddy. there I see the same in many people including visitors to the market. among the crowd there were giggles.
so embarrassing, I went home with dirty feet and a bit smelly. uuhhh !!!
Sedang diterjemahkan, harap tunggu..
