Tuesday, June 3, 2008

sunday-1/6/2008 at the dale carnigie training..
In the peace morning..
Everyone need to talk about their experience. So there has one person had told his stories. His name is ahmad but called Bronkol. Maybe he likes brokoli vegetables very much. Ok,the story begin at one night. On 10 pm,he and his friend was drink at mamak stall in this area.
When they go out,surely in 2 or 3 am they go back at home. But at that night Bronkol feel something bad in his hearts and bonds. He tell his friend about this. No talk too much his friend named Abu agree. So they take a result go back home early. When arrive at home Bronkol will keeps his Rxz Catalyzer at kitchen. During he wants to keep his motorcycle,he heard something at the kitchen,he walk slowly and see two peoples not known at there through wall hole. Without talking much he kicks the doors and attack that men. He need to be carefull because he alone. He open the silat gayung martial art. After half past hours he win the fighting. Because his angry too much he cut ears of that men. after that both of men has sent to police station with bleeding ears..

all my friend..
moral values this story- don't be a thief. its was bad,very bad...

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