Vous avez cherché: kamu betul2 sayang aku (Indonésien - Anglais)

sayang aku
gogle translite

buktikan jika kamu sayang aku
i don't understand

makasih sayang aku
thank you, dear

sayang aku mau ngomong
i'm sorry to talk

iya sayang aku tidak apa-apa
iya sayang aku tidak apa

sayang aku sangat merindukanmu sayang
i miss you so much baby

selamat malam sayang aku tidur dulu
good night baby i'll sleep first yeah

jangan sayang aku, aku orang indonesia
where??

kamu tetap kesayangan aku
tidak ada wanita lain selain km

jangan khawatir sayang, aku akan merahasiakan semuanya
don't worry baby i'll keep everything private

hati hati di jalan, sayang. aku di sini akan selalu merindukanmu
be careful on the way, dear. i will always miss you here

sayang pasti kamu kelelahan hari ini,istirahat ya sayang,aku tidak mau sampai kamu sakit
apakah makan malamu sudah selesai

ok terimakasih sayang , aku mau mandi dulu nanti lagi ya
fashion blues jill carmer was the first student to walk through the classroom door. “good morning, my flower,” mr. el said as he finished writing the morning assignments on the board for his fourth graders. he was especially fond of jill. she had a lot of qualities, mr. el’s favorite being that she always laughed at all his jokes. “mr. el, i like your blue jeans. you look cool!” jill said as she took her seat. before mr. el could acknowledge the compliment, tommy and alex howard, the twins, walked in. “cool jeans, mr. el,” alex announced. soon the rest of the class was streaming in, and a chorus of similar comments could be heard. “thank you, thank you,” mr. el said to the class. “i'm glad you guys like my new jeans. i wear levi’s jeans almost every day and this is the first time anybody has even noticed.” angela williams, the self-appointed fashion expert of the class, raised her hand and spoke without waiting to be called on. “that’s because all the other jeans you wear are brown, black, green, tan, or gray.” david tyler waved both hands furiously until the teacher pointed at him. “you see, mr. el, you’re wearing blue jeans, just like a real person.” “thank you, david” mr. el responded and then addressed the entire class. “does it really matter what color denim jeans are? think about it and we’ll discuss the matter later.” mr. el took the roll call quickly and was pleased to find that no one was absent. this was that annoying day of the week when he had to get his kids to their gym class first thing in the morning. the class walked down the long hallway to the gym with mr. el at the end of the line. he opened the door to the faculty room as he watched the last child in line disappear into the gym. miss joan was the only person in the room. “mr. el, what kind of field trip are you taking?” she asked. “what field trip?” “you’re wearing jeans. isn’t that a little unusual?” “i wear jeans all the time. these just happen to be blue.” at that moment, mr kay, the principal, walked into the room. he glanced at mr. el who was still standing by the door. “hmmm,” he said as he walked over to the refrigerator that stood in the far corner of the room. he placed his brown paper lunch bag into it and walked back toward the door. “how are you people this morning?” he asked, and walked out before anyone could reply. “those are very nice jeans,” miss joan continued, “but aren’t they a little, shall we say, undignified for a professional position?” before mr. el could respond, she added, “not that i mean to suggest that you ever are dignified.” mr. el smiled. he would have been disappointed if miss joan had not made the latter remark. “how come you haven’t made any comments all the other times i wore different color jeans?” “i hadn’t noticed. besides, they weren’t blue jeans.” “they were the same brand, the same style, the same material. no one noticed, no one cared.” miss joan sighed, “i get the feeling you’re trying to make some profound point.” mr. el sat down at the long table that practically went from one end of the room to the other. “my point,” he said, “ is that humans are a strange species. they tend to put a lot of importance on unimportant differences.” miss joan smiled. “that’s true,” she replied. “but there are times when you have to pretend to be a human if you want to live successfully among them.”google translete

mengapa anda tidak berbicara dengan saya sayang aku merindukanmu begitu banyak
why you not talking with me dear i missing you so much

ayok sekarang sayangku aku menunggu
ok harus membeli lebih banyak koin.

selamat lulus sayangku dengan rasa cinta dan sayang, aku ucapkan atas keberhasilanmu saat ini. semoga ilmu yang di dapat memberi manfaat untuk kedepannya.
congratulations on graduating my love. with a sense of love and affection, i say for your success today. hopefully the knowledge that can provide benefits for the future.

tak ada yang bisa menggantikan posisi kamu di dalam hatiku , karena hanya kamu lah yang aku inginkan selama ini .sedihmu juga sedihku tawamu juga tawaku . andaikan kamu tau betapa besar perjuanganku untuk mendapatkanmu sayang , aku janji akan berusaha untuk membuatmu bahagia . sayangku
no one can replace you in my heart, because it's only you who i wanted all along. suppose you know how big struggle to get you dear, i promise i will try to make you happy. my baby

makasih syang ku. kau adala semua nya dalam hidup ku kau ada la mimpi nyata. mimpi yang begitu sempurna dalam hidup ku. asal kau tahu aku menunggu mu di indonesia ini aku selalu berharap pada tuhan agar kita bisah di persatu kan untk bersama. dalam sukah dan duka. ku ingin hidup bersama mu untuk nya. mengabis kan waktu untuk mu untk nya aku sayang kamu sayang aku cinta kamu sayang ku
makasih syang ku. kau adala segala nya dalam hidup ku kau ada la mimpi nyata. mimpi yang begitu sempurna dalam hidup ku. asal kamu tau aku menunggu mu di indonesia ini aku selalu berharap pada tuhan agar kita bisah di persatu kan untk bersama. dalam sukah dan duka. ku ingin hidup bersama mu untuk selama nya. mengabis kan waktu bersama mu untk selama nya aku sayang kamu sayang aku cinta kamu sayang ku

ayah pulang dulu, saat aku berumur dua tahun, aku tinggal disukabumi bersama ibu, kakak, nenek dan kakekku, tidak dengan ayah. ayahku sedang bekerja dijawa sebagai tni ad dan aku tidak pernah mengenal ayah karena aku tidak pernah bertemu dengannya. walaupun aku tidak bersama ayah tapi masih ada ibu yang mengurusku dengan penuh kasih sayang , aku tidak ingin jauh dari ibuku, jika aku lepas dari ibuku, aku pasti menangis.saat itu bu nur tetanggaku bertamu kerumah. dia dan ibuku berbicara ttg ses
dad came home first, when i was two years old, i lived in joy with my mother, brother, grandmother and grandfather, not with father. my father was working in the province of the army and i never knew him because i had never met him. even though i am not with my father but there is still a mother who takes care of me lovingly, i do not want to be far from my mother, if i separated from my mother, i would cry. he and my mother talked about ses