A Missing Piece of Tone

Precious Pen (Formal Version)

“Indeed no longer knitted as asa, because the precious objects are already more moving more and more to make the chest urge.”

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The clucking was very upset, while picking up the day with nestapa came without any guilt at all.

Had also raised a protest to where since telling about the disease under the telettubis hill, only reply with a special laugh is enough to make Rara's ears buzz with anger.

Toying with a feeling and already comfortable until unconscious drooping alone hugging nestapa. What about hurting Rara, being able to make that guy cool?

Anyway, why the girl did not firmly protest, has been played like a kite, still happily open to heed the invitation to the campus together.

Oh, to college together again? After picking up these few days with excitement, why is Rara still not aware, if the guy just makes fun before really taaruf with his own choices.

“Ra.ada your friends below.” Shouting art, without being told Rara was quite clear to hear the roar of the motorbike engine.

Are we really going to end? Once I know you'll be taaruf with another girl? Getir Rara, while looking at the reflection of the face in front of the mirror.

Ah, better hurry to campus, want to taaruf with another girl that is not the right of Rara in forbidding her to be close to others.

If only the friends in the field knew their relationship was just a game, it was confirmed to be sprayed and told Rara to stop wishing more to the guy who had been made a piece of tone.

Clucked.

Seeing that very relaxed and cheerful face, back lit up with stories about

the disease hinders Luthfi activity.

If Rara is in that position, it is certain that every day will complain that whack pain during the relapse of the disease if not routine exercise.

“Who has another motor you bring?” Rara gawked, astonished.

Who says proud to be picked up with a cool bike like Kawasaki, Byson or even cooler than the two bikes? For Rara it is very risi because it will be the center of attention of people who pass by especially not too comfortable sitting on a large motorbike.

“Akeku, because my bike was broken again. So, I use the motor.” Responding very casually.

“Other times use motor more comfortable cake.” Rara immediately sneered, no matter the bike was cool anyway if the risi yah still will not praise or jump prancing.

Because indeed from there Rara only wants a simplicity not riya to humans.

“Haha.so my motor happens to be broken so.” Is it wrong that Rara is hard to move on from a typical laugh of the guy?

But why is Luthfi still not sensitive to the movements of the girl? Is it true, luthfi does not like it at all.

Hm. Means just as brothers is nothing more than that.

Ah, right also earlier before riding to the motorbike, Rara heard a very surprising chirp, “aduh.stop already. I sleepy once eh, wake up pray shabuh.” With complaint.

Fixes. All this time the worship shown to Rara was only a small piece of riya, right? The one who long ago wanted to be praised.

Rara was just kidding, “lain tuh, try to pick up at six in the morning cake.” Laughing softly.

It is unexpected that the man really wants to see worship that is not because of God who has created it but to people liked.

“Later if you want to go home, directly phone, let me pick up.” Said Luthfi who replied a small nod from Rara.

Had seen one eyebrow raised, bewildered by the girl's attitude.

Oh? Wonder why he can change not talk much before returning to campus?

Don't blame Rara, if it wasn't the lust that caused her to change.

When they entered the class, as usual they did not care much about the presence of the girl, like strangers who did not need to talk to. Hm, as stated by Rara.

A few hours later, a very crowded lecture was finished, just waiting for Luthfi to come and pick him up.

Thankfully, there are still some kakting on campus, sitting together while hearing the relaxing story they brought. Unconsciously Rara laughed so crisply. All of a sudden the HP was shaking, the more he immediately returned home by meeting the island kapuk, because quite tired all day on campus planting ass.

“Ra..where? I have arrived at nih.”

“Oh, wait already,” pauses while moving away that flat object and glancing towards the kakting that is still serious story, “guys..I went back first eh?! My pick-up is coming so.” Rara pampered with a feeling of sumringah.

“Cie..who's picking up, Ra?” It's Yesil's voice, kakting.

Rara replied with a smile and waved her hand and headed to the parking lot.

“Sori, wait for me long?” Cengengesan while getting ready to get on the bike.

“Nothing. Up already.”

When you see something that catches Rara's attention, where's “wih..pulpen, noge? Make me eh?!” Without the owner's consent, he quickly retrieved from the Luthfi backpack's drinking water bag.

Swaggering quietly and chuckling, “take it already, the pen was a gift from the hotel grand alison.” Luthfi.

The Hua..Rara jumps inwardly, making the pen as a valuable object that will be stored properly.

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Since finding a valuable object belonging to Luthfi, the nature is increasingly transformed warm and always shuttle, which surprised the girl is not asking for a gas money for a joint purchase.

Hm, sigh of gratitude. Rara guess, the guy can already buy because of the results of the teacher karateka in SD IT.

Rather than pinning a wish on their old school that did nothing, Luthfi would rather focus and remain a karateka teacher there, at least be able to buy new HP from his own results, right?

Smiling very proud, seeing young people who want to try without having to ask for more pocket money in parents.

And Rara wants to be like that, too. Sweetheart always gets blocked by the house guy.

Is it wrong to hold your own hard-earned money? Turn see he asked for a lot of pocket money, got scolded for not trying to find a side job.

“Ra.” Call Luthfi but with a hanging tone, the more it makes the name owner

gawking behind.

“Ah..not so, oh yes if you have gone home, info eh?”

Hm, there must be something to say but pulled back the same Luthfi. Ih.the more it makes him curious is great.

came first. Sitting next to a friend while greeting, “Ra..tasks that last week you brought anyway?” Ika reminded.

“Bring me, why so?” Rara actually replied with a dumb face.

“Nothing, just remind, because you forget so.” While grinning slowly.

Indeed today only finds a small task, matkul religion. The task is liked by Rara.

Wait a minute, how do you hear the lecturer explain in front of Lutfi suddenly teasing the concentration of the girl anyway?

No klw km, I don't want to talk.

Really, really, there is a guy who can make Rara's cheeks blush red, really,

blushing yourself in the room.

Then by dispelling the feeling of sipu in the face, say that many Luthfi friends make sure to have material to chat so as not to sit while in the room?

Krn km org is fun to chat with.

Ah, no.no. The hell do you want permission just because you want to join Luthfi with his friends karoke? Better prioritize college.

Aih, I can't seem to? He was still in class, just getting in.

Luthfi replied with a lack of ability to photograph the moment with the girl. Just smile thinly and refuse the invitation of his friends.

Before returning to campus, the lecturer asked to go forward to read the surah quran to be selected.

After Rara's turn, nervously advanced forward. Maybe.there are five minutes or more sitting with singing. Welcomed curious dong same age friend and said that the lecturer praised his reading.

“Good dong, if I can't be like you, then just one verse I read.”

“Haha.already, do not be discouraged. I am still learning.” Well, it is like that, I have not eloquently chanted the holy verse in a melodious voice using beautiful tones. Imbuh Rara in the inner.

One week later, I met up again with a religious course. With a face of sumringah impatiently gathered up the task. Suddenly Ika asked for a task with suspicious intonation.

Hm, Rara sniffed something that her classmate did not want to share. Want to pry, it is better not to need because it may be privacy sensitive times.

After the lecturer entered, Ika whispered very softly and quickly Rara told her classmate to copy some of the existing tasks. A little, though, could be collected.

“When you don't go to the mosque?” Rara whispered very panicked.

Seeing that extremely painful expression was unable to make him ask any more, just a long snort while waiting for Ika to finish copying her task.

“I'm confused, Ra. Lecturer says his job is to hear a lecture or how the hell?” I said with a confused face.

Rara explained briefly, being able to do a task is fairly easy because

already accustomed to the book of liqo notes every week should be collected on the murobbi, such as looking for a tausiyah from magazine references or social media.

Let it be explained repeatedly to make Ika more confused.

While putting a pencil holder under the chair, Rara continued to encourage her classmates to quickly collect the task to the lecturer.

Returning from campus, they separated in front of the hall because they saw Luthfi had arrived on time, Ika just nodded while waiting for Risna to finish the call with her boyfriend and went home too.

Elsewhere, “how was it in class, noge?” Luthfi.

“What pleasure.. I work the usual tasks we are told to same murobbi tuh.”

Luthfi nodded in understanding then laughed softly.

Arriving home, Rara remembers that there are tasks that will be collected tomorrow.

When he wanted to take the place of a pencil, suddenly the chest was beating abnormally.

Trying not to panic. Re-search, nil.

Hot eyes, almost a grain as big as green beans glide freely.

It can't be lost, right?

Just a moment, Rara thought quickly.

At that time help Ika see the duty of religion and put the place of the pencil with the origin after that do not feel awkward after being picked up Luthfi.

Ah, it is also true that the pencil is still in the hall.

Rara hopes that tomorrow can still get the pencil place, because in the rectangle there are valuable objects that must be maintained properly by Rara.

Tomorrow, the day,

Came with a fog very clumped on Rara's face, while chatting pleasantries with a classmate and then alluding about the last hall used by what class.

“Kan, yesterday there was any event, Ra, maybe already taken tuh you have a pencil case. Yongki's got HP just missing right in cas.” The Hua..Rara wanted to cry.

“So uh? Whereas my pencil place has my flash.” Rara said very softly.

Is correct. Not only the precious fountain pen of Luthfi but the flash containing the script for Harris J.

Complete is Rara's suffering today. After what's gone trying to be cared for and awake, it still doesn't belong to him, right?

So, the script that has been fought for Harris J, what is wasted in the hands of people who have taken the place of Rara's pencil in the hall? And, does not having the despair in knitting a dream of thrusting the work into the London boule?

Arg. Mama.pengen cry! Rara's screams inward. []

Notes :

"When the hope flower lies in the flash to achieve achievements through the characters, it turns out that the universe does not allow nafsi to be happy next, but rather learns to release and sincerely in rearranging the dream pieces patiently.

Moga-hopefully, the dream could be met by Harris J's eyeballs in London, after finding my idea manipulated here and there, splashed very cheaply by JJS who did not understand the struggle but instant.

Because .. What I'm after from that london-haired bule is an achievement not an obsession."