My Story 1

assalamualikum wr.wb
hello guyss welcome back to my blog, on this blog I will tell a story that I don't know what to say, because it looks like an abstract story, wkwkw
so this is the story, here it is

     One day, on March 3, 2019, there will be the youngest newborn aqiqah, which will be held at the home of my father's parents at Pangkalanbun. at that time I was still studying at one of the universities in Palangkara, and there were many assignments given by our lecturers.
but at that time my family told me to go home to attend the event. I thought if I came home what about my assignment that was piling up. After I took it and looked at the schedule on the lecture calendar, it seemed like I could attend the event, with the risk of being tired, because I didn't stay overnight, but only briefly there.
     then I contacted my family and said that I could go home but only for a while. they are confused by my words. they said, usually when I go home I always stay there for a week or two, but why not now. Then I explained to them why I couldn't stay there.
     after everything was finished, I went to the bus terminal that I usually went to, and ordered a bus. I always order a bus with a bench number near the window, because it makes me more comfortable. The walk from Palangkaraya to Base Bun takes 8 to 9 hours. and that departure starts at 7pm and arrives at around 5am. after I got picked up by my father, I used the car and we went home.
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okey guyss, this is my story, I will post it later, but I don't know when, wkwkw