Akidaw - Umbrella

Open up my life.

I respectfully bow down for fear of being hurt.

The four branches of the tree are covered with raindrops.

Laugh.

Fold it away when not needed.

When necessary, between dusting and dusting

Find me again,

When you go to school

Leave it in a designated place with your life partner.

Sometimes I forget.

Sometimes I rent it to others.

Sometimes it's loose,

Try opening it sometimes.

Sometimes•••

Sometimes • • •

Once upon a time.. you held my life in your hands.

I am the one who gives you shade.

Morning is a good time. It's a little hot.

Students are taking shelter in the shade of the university campus, which is green with rows of trees. Some are dancing. Some are looking for friends. Meanwhile,

"Thump, thump, thump, thump"

"Hey, you drunk dog, what's up?"

Hearing this loud enough to make everyone who heard it scream, everyone's eyes widened and their heads were raised.

"Hey, hey, what's up? We're going to fight."

"Hey, big voter, big voter, run!"

That's right. The 100 ballot boxes rolling down the campus road. Look closely.

"Oh, my God, what a car!"

"Hey, it's a car, okay, it's a car"

The large royal car entered the schoolyard with a clatter. It was not surprising that it was called a Buddha's car. It was probably one of the types of cars that appeared around the same time as the one that King Mindon had driven during his youth.

That car also had a long, slender, small head, like a horn on wheels.

"Thump, thump"

The voice is so good that it doesn't match the age. If this car can grow old, it could be a rocker when it grows up.

"Hey, they're coming at us, just jump and avoid them."

"Hey, if you say so, we'll never part for the rest of our lives."

"The girl who died in a car accident has a good reputation. She ran away because she couldn't bear to die in this car."

One ran away, leaving his girlfriend behind.

The car left a mess wherever it went. The car wasn't really that fast. The sound was so loud that it was almost deafening.

"Tham Thong Thong" "Joon"

"Huh?"

"How is it?"

As they approached the canteen, the car door swung open with a loud bang. Suddenly, a young man jumped out of the car. He hugged the door and jumped out. He ran to the still moving car and slammed the door shut.

"Huh, is that so?" Everyone who saw it was stunned. The car was still moving.

It didn't look like the car had any brakes. It didn't look like the engine had been turned off. The young man looked around and ran into the canteen.

Then, a table set up in the canteen

Don't run.

"Come on, let's sit around this table."

As luck would have it, the chair he pulled out was a circle of chairs where four or five students were getting ready to sit. The table was small, so the chairs were small too.

"Wow, hello, sweetie."

The mango salt miller next to him was testing his hand-held grinder with a microphone, whether it was good or bad.

The young man pulled out a chair, and the girl sat down.

The girl was about to fall over because there was no more seat. The young man, without putting the seat back down, just in time, put the mango handle back under the girl's ass.

"I've been hurt."

The girl's happy voice as she sat on the handle. The girl dressed in red and black sat on the handle, looking so different.

"Hmm, the chair doesn't move around, huh?"

The girl's voice was soft. The young man grabbed a chair and ran to the car. At that moment, "Hello, do you hear me? Do you hear me? Mango?" "Aung, where's the loudest voice?"

The girl, who had to listen to Mango's screams with her ass, jumped up. Then she looked back at the thing she was sitting on.

"Hmm, this is big"

She was surprised to see the big speaker she had just sat down on. Everyone stared at her with wide eyes as she sat on the speaker.

"Hey, how are you?"

"On the big boat"

It's still good. The girl jumped up and down, and her buttocks were not covered.

"This is it"

The girl's eyes slowly rose and fell on the mango. Her eyes were burning with fire. No one wanted to sit on such a loud speaker. No one wanted to sit on something that was bad, no matter what it was called. Therefore

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The mango was scared because of the words he said, pointing at him.

"What are you doing, you idiot?"

Unfortunately, he kept talking without letting go of the microphone, and his voice was coming out of the speaker. The girl couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed the mango seller's microphone.

"What are you doing, you're putting your big dick under my ass?"

"Ha" The loud sound of the sound made the canteen buzz.

The whole thing was a chorus of laughter. Can't you stand it? If you don't know why, it means something. The girl was so angry that she didn't notice.

Some were holding noodles, some were holding a bowl of rice, some were holding soup spoons in the air. Everyone was stunned and quiet after hearing about the big man.

Mango, making sure that everyone understood this, got up and took the microphone again to explain.

"Hey, little sister, my brother's brother's brother has four thousand like this in front of him."

"Huh?"

The whole cafeteria started shouting. He said he was standing in front of his bike. But it was strange because people couldn't see him, only heard his voice.

"Egg, egg"

The doctor went to you.

"Kazi Dog"

The noodle maker vomited again.

"Khup Khlum"

Even the person holding the teacup was squeezed and held.

The cup broke and fell to the ground. So the girl got angry and pulled the cup back.

"Hey, you said you were in front of Lawrence, so how did you get here after so long? Tell me."

"Hmm"