POCONG STORY
Thursday, August 20, 2009 by dev
I nak Benar2 tell stories that have happened when my husband & I are on the West Coast Park area. We are like sitting lepak kat ² riparian it. Only nak ambil wind. ² Lagipun sometimes we like to sit while the recount ² workplace issues or problems that we often face in our household of nature. While enjoying the beach breezes a sepoy ² build our seronok & bersembang sit a while there. The late evening. Cool coastal breezes enfold us both. Bersembang while we think the beauty of the sky filled with stars that scattered ². ² wink stars appeared as if it was a brilliant sinaran affected light hours that night.
Illahi truly beautiful creation. Blague blague chapter have one thing, we're both a little quarrel. I really like ni sulk. Particularly if the husband or slow pujuk not want pujuk, I will leave him with me to bring myself to another place. Kononnya with how well my husband will find me & play. I was walking while carrying a heart & angry sulk. Jugak far I run, KC ... I ² Arrive ternampak walk while my husband ran ² pursue my child. Tercungap ² cuba he ran to get me. "Fast back! Quick to leave this place" with a tone of fear in which he told very very kenderaan that I climb not far from where we are. "Why Apasal ni ... cam satuka afraid ... What things?" while I do see movement geri-husband that is not necessarily the direction. "Do not ask a lot, quick fit in the train!" herdik my husband. Mengheret he hands me a place to train meletak. I do not dare ask. I see my husband face a cadaverous when exposed to the road ... I was so involved gementar. In my mind, presumably visible ghost. My husband kind of scout train pelesit. I have another weapon dibuatnya, ² afraid if there is traffic in the middle of policies ² husband scout train sebegini rate. Naya betullah.
Arrive in the area that a bit far from the West Coast, my husband stopped the train & even told what he experienced a moment earlier. It begins, not some long I leave him, he was outstanding from our first sitting ². The desire he'd like to find where my heart is in a sulk. Tercari-search in which he presumably hiding me. Not some distant, he ternampak pin main body dicelah ² while there called, "What, wait Abang, the" "Do not sulk lah, nak sikit ² also sulk ..." sound as if her husband play. Implant body mengendahkan was not my husband who is being called a dead husband remind ² which is called me. Husband are approaching the implant, the implant body arrived ² confuse the body front face & my husband! Haaaaa! O Allah! Implant was not me, but KC is being packaged with the white hair of hujung to hujung feet. Melopong once my husband's mouth when she saw the creature from yesteryear is dikejarnya Pocong.
With a flash he was open flee headlong larikan themselves. During her that he ran me ternampak & mengheret I continue to place meletak train. That story has happened to my husband. Dah nak serik him to that place again. As we want to leave that place, I have a most grave correct the Islamic ² adjacent road. There are several fruit teres house & bungalow located there, but also why there hairan tomb complete with a yellow cloth dililitkan to stone. My stone is visible as new again. I do not let my husband, fearing he will press oil & train that is guided more rapid, do not want any mishap pulak. That is my story. Also remember when the game ² kan events. Hahahahahah akan ... Usually we run cross-crotch when ternampak objects resembling ² ² ghost or a hideous creature, he is rather a chase each Pocong pulak. Hero betullah my husband ni ... I tertawakan him so to this day I still mengusiknya story about the ... "Terror sey ... Abang Pocong chase each other ..."
Illahi truly beautiful creation. Blague blague chapter have one thing, we're both a little quarrel. I really like ni sulk. Particularly if the husband or slow pujuk not want pujuk, I will leave him with me to bring myself to another place. Kononnya with how well my husband will find me & play. I was walking while carrying a heart & angry sulk. Jugak far I run, KC ... I ² Arrive ternampak walk while my husband ran ² pursue my child. Tercungap ² cuba he ran to get me. "Fast back! Quick to leave this place" with a tone of fear in which he told very very kenderaan that I climb not far from where we are. "Why Apasal ni ... cam satuka afraid ... What things?" while I do see movement geri-husband that is not necessarily the direction. "Do not ask a lot, quick fit in the train!" herdik my husband. Mengheret he hands me a place to train meletak. I do not dare ask. I see my husband face a cadaverous when exposed to the road ... I was so involved gementar. In my mind, presumably visible ghost. My husband kind of scout train pelesit. I have another weapon dibuatnya, ² afraid if there is traffic in the middle of policies ² husband scout train sebegini rate. Naya betullah.
Arrive in the area that a bit far from the West Coast, my husband stopped the train & even told what he experienced a moment earlier. It begins, not some long I leave him, he was outstanding from our first sitting ². The desire he'd like to find where my heart is in a sulk. Tercari-search in which he presumably hiding me. Not some distant, he ternampak pin main body dicelah ² while there called, "What, wait Abang, the" "Do not sulk lah, nak sikit ² also sulk ..." sound as if her husband play. Implant body mengendahkan was not my husband who is being called a dead husband remind ² which is called me. Husband are approaching the implant, the implant body arrived ² confuse the body front face & my husband! Haaaaa! O Allah! Implant was not me, but KC is being packaged with the white hair of hujung to hujung feet. Melopong once my husband's mouth when she saw the creature from yesteryear is dikejarnya Pocong.
With a flash he was open flee headlong larikan themselves. During her that he ran me ternampak & mengheret I continue to place meletak train. That story has happened to my husband. Dah nak serik him to that place again. As we want to leave that place, I have a most grave correct the Islamic ² adjacent road. There are several fruit teres house & bungalow located there, but also why there hairan tomb complete with a yellow cloth dililitkan to stone. My stone is visible as new again. I do not let my husband, fearing he will press oil & train that is guided more rapid, do not want any mishap pulak. That is my story. Also remember when the game ² kan events. Hahahahahah akan ... Usually we run cross-crotch when ternampak objects resembling ² ² ghost or a hideous creature, he is rather a chase each Pocong pulak. Hero betullah my husband ni ... I tertawakan him so to this day I still mengusiknya story about the ... "Terror sey ... Abang Pocong chase each other ..."
