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Jual anak?

A: Zaman sekarang ni, susah nak kahwin sebab parents yang sibuk sibuk nak letak duit hantaran mahal, nak menantu kerja tinggi tinggi. Sebab tulah banyak maksiat berleluasa. Nak mahal mahal buat apa? Nak jual anak ke? Kitorang baru graduate, mana ada duit.
B: Bila dah jadi parents nanti, sanggup ke tengok anak kahwin dengan orang tak stabil? Kerja berpuluh tahun sara anak, tiba tiba nak lepaskan anak tu dekat lelaki belum kerja, kehidupan pun kurang senang. 
A: Macamlah parents dia tu dari dulu kaya. Mesti pernah ada masa dia tak berapa kayakan?
B: Sebab dia tahu perasaan tak berapa kaya tu lah dia taknak anak dia macamtu. Sekarang makin ramai orang, makin lambat pulak orang pencen. Mak ayah dia dah lebih makan garam. Yang pasal maksiat tu, kalau kahwin sekadar untuk nafsu je, tak ke mana. Kalau kuat iman, duduk dalam bilik berdua duaan pun tak jadi apa. Apalah salahnya tunggu sekejap. At least ada kerja stabil. Dah bercinta 3 tahun, apalah sangat 2 tahun lagi. 

Banyak kawan kawan sekolah menengah dah masuk fasa baru, nak mencari pasangan hidup. Masuk bulan 12 ni, dah berumur 20 tahun 5 bulan. Kenapa masih belum masuk fasa ni? Ke dah masuk tapi tak sedar? Tapi buat masa ni tak bercadang pun nak kahwin. Atau mencari kekasih. Euw kekasih. Boyprengggggg. Or maybe dah lepas fasa ni sebab masa dulu dulu dah gatal. Haha okay bye :)

P/s: Kalau menulis, memang kena bias. Bukan saja saja. Memang macam tu.

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