A Complicated Story

A Complicated Story
Part 4's



Typo scattered where, please understand ya gaess..


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Welcome to read 😚😚


Inspiration prov


Today I went to school as I could, nothing caught my attention.


I am not a guy who is easy to get along with maybe my introved nature that prevents me from getting along let alone the opposite sex.


I've never beaten a woman except my mom. People say I'm cute, cold, arrogant, but I don't care what their views are on me.


back to school.


Classes started when I entered class, apparently being introduced.


because I'm late in just the part I made to introduce myself, the part I hate the most.


Ilham :" Introduce my name Ilham Arrayan" I immediately sat down to my bench.


re-introduction continues with other students.I do not pay attention to them I just busy pictures.


Rama:" Ehh Ham there's a new boy tau, cute broo chick"


Ilham :" My name is ILHAM not ham which you call "outraged because Rama always calls him ham, it is a pest like hahahaha.


Rama:" yes Ilham, noh her new girl on your right"


Inspiration: turning to the side, Bugghh paper in his hand was thrown towards the new boy who was meant by Rama was on target, the paper hit his head.


He turned to Ilham, but Ilham cuek kek no what happened, even he did not turn to the girl.


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The next day I was not late, I got to school directly into class because the entrance bell had sounded sari 3 minutes ago.


I did not pay much attention to the teacher in front, because from earlier I was busy drawing.


ting's..


the break bell rang, I immediately rushed out to the cafeteria, because indeed the worms in my stomach had requested a demo in the contents..


abis from my canteen went straight to the futsal court, maen futsal bentar while waiting for the bell to ring.


I went straight to class when the entrance bell rang, when I wanted to get into class there was a girl in the doorway. He looked at me, I had the lyrics "Beauty" one word that immediately appeared in my head when I saw it earlier.


when I was on the bench he also walked towards me, it turns out he was the new kid who said Rama,gue was not too careful at that time.


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The next night I still think the same face, Syakira yahh that's her name was I was horrified when there was a friend called her when she wanted to go home.


Sayakira a beautiful name, according to the person, again I smiled thinly.


I shook my head to keep my brain sane.


I grabbed the guitar on the bed and walked straight to the balcony.


my voice is not good but I like to sing, if again alone 😂😂


Little information, I can play some musical instruments, I am also a member of one of the bands that is quite famous in my city, I hold the drums.


In addition to my band members also entered the football team.My parents did not support at all what I was doing, but because football is part of my soul, I still play. even without their knowledge.


the night is getting late, the air has also started piercing the prick.I immediately entered the room and slept.


Seriate....


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