A Missing Piece of Tone

Prospective Ghost Make Mama (Formal Version)

"But this taste is still embedded. It's hard to erase all memories. Even though I tried to forget. Yet it remains the same, this love is incapable of disappearing."

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If not mistakenly remembered, at that time, still in the same atmosphere, found hope in imagining and viewing the book has been in the English version. Also still do not expect brother translation ask nafsi to come to coffee Indonesia in front of 751 sentani.

“Hopefully.can fly there equally Vero.” Gumam Rara was very happy with hope.

About half an hour call the brother where also glance at friends still relaxed on the mattress accompanied by HP.

And, it is already in the throats at the number nine night time in eastern Indonesia.

Still haven't come home from vero.

Rara immediately asked to accompany, after a long-term debate. Vero heed then the second step of the woman had reached the front of the coffee shop, “you are still a long time ago home?” Trying to make sure.

“Yah.if you want to meet means accompany me first anyway! Later you kidnapped brondong there again!” Still could sneak.

“Haha.kan later there Luthfi who picked me up!” Rara was very soft.

“You're crazy, want to see her boyfriend go berserk!” Sergey Vero with an annoyed face.

“Not why anyway, ever jealous love her boyfriend person.” Rara replied with a joke.

When stepping one foot, “you are sure Kak Syarif is already inside?”

Cobalt. Why not just go in? Surely the man sought has come, but it's already night. It is impossible if the brother is still on his way to Sentani?

“You called already.” Breaking up Vero, the more patience Rara is put to the test tonight.

“Why don't we just go in search? Kan, not too wide also where the coffee tuh.” While pointing with anxiety.

“Where is he, Ra? Have you tested SMS yet?” Is it wrong to just go in?

“Ah.he said he was already here with his friend. We're in already.” Rara said with passion.

When stepping lightly, suddenly felt heavy when, “you sure, he can help you go there?” Questions greatly break Rara's dreams of meeting Harris J.

“Already. He must have given me that solution.” Rara tried to answer lightly.

Even though the heart is very sick.

Almost met with the mouth of the door, behind the shop window. Seems like you know that guy? Thought Rara with overlapping feelings.

After going straight to the point. How did Kak Syarif discuss the scholarship? Not a departure to get the book to Harris J?

The discussion is over. Because Rara has already translated it herself

google translation capital.

Deliberately put two versions on the table, “Kakak sure nih, yellow book for brother, where, Dek?” Said Kak Syarif casually.

“Ye..brother GR! That's not for brother.” Rara direct cibir.

“Yeah.trus make brother where dong, Dek? He said at that time he wanted to love his brother one of his books which version of English.” Brother Syarif put on a sad pretend face.

Hm, that's how it happened when he met with Kak Syarif. Just discuss the scholarship there is no more hope to meet the hair noodles london.

And, Rara was currently shaking violently back to look at the book with an agonizing look.

If only brother translation first confirms to Luthfi, it is certainly not

a mess like this, even though it has been repaired according to the promise of the indie publisher, there is still less.

“Why did Kak Syarif not ask Kak Luthfi to contact you, when his HP was lost?” Vero asked with a confused look.

And, smiling so bitter even once, still not understood by his own friend.

If there is Avisa here, it is already sensitive to the expression and intonation conveyed.

Rara again remembered about the precious pen as well as the flash in the pencil box that had been lost, in the hall. Maybe the sign is not good so for him now embrace all with a frail.

But right? Dreams that have already been in both character balls, want to be delivered directly to the London boulevard, the purpose of finding the performance of a hobby that is said not useful by the family.

“Indeed, uh I do not deserve to be able to achieve, especially from a hobby that I have long wrestled.” Rara talks to herself.

Not that sad, closing all the dream story. Quickly grab a cardboard box and lightly step onto Kascha Mart, buying some wrapping paper to wrap the novel. When reality stretches so high, without realizing it there is a point of hope for Rara to save a miracle.

Harris to indo will love and videoin for you.

Because of the DM reply that made Rara again dream and sure soon will meet with the london bule, because it has sent a different gift that Harris has not got from JJSnya.

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Rara still did not expect and is this a dream flower that is being experienced full of cruelty?

No. gabe. This is very real by stepping full of light and confident towards the old school, smk ypkp.

Don't ask Rara what to make there, not send a brousur sheet like Luthfi well.

There is another interest is the sudden invitation to fill a workshop from Bu Tri.

Waiting for him, he sat on a long bench in front of the cooperative. Because the teacher is still teaching in class X Accounting. Hm, reminding me a lot of memories of sitting here.

At that time he was studying together with Avisa, wanted to practice Mathematics before entering the second grade examination.

Given this, make Rara smile thinly. Seeing the old-school differences have advanced like this that there is a cctv, make him smile on his side. In the past, his generation liked to skip and hang out in the cafeteria if bored in class.

Now then? There is no reason to run away from the hours of study.

Cctv everywhere. The more Rara laughs amusedly by herself.

Ah, right too. Eliminate boredom while removing the map containing writing competition certificate. Although a contributor why yak he is so proud of the sheet?

Sighing was very relieved, seeing the arrival of Bu Tri while carrying a laptop and backpack used only one rope, smiling to look at the girl.

When he looked back at his face, reminding himself in the past, he could not

dependably. And, when he wanted to find the host mc he pointed to Rumi, the girl's classmate was smart in talking. Eloquently.

Though at that time Rara wanted to try, ignored just like that. And now? He was looking to be taught to write novels.

Doesn't writing need reading school from senior writers? Because he had

following writing training, no ideas at all, dead ends.

Turns out to be just one author, greedy read.

While he was near, suddenly his chest rumbled violently, nerveous right?

Oh, that's right too. If Rara does have stage fright.

“Come, sit down first, Ra. Let me call other students first who are not present.” Her

bring him fully into the room.

“Oh yeah, Mom. Later..who opens for first material love?” Rara asked, with a slight abnormal racing beat, trembling.

“Mother did not prepare the material, because there is already Rara who will bring the material this morning. So.mom just be a participant later. Nih..ibu will sit while looking at the material that will be brought Rara.” His words with a smile of meaning.

Duh, suddenly getting stage fright.

Feeling all this time to train writing independently and self-taught, how will you explain in the room?

“How, Sir?” Said Bu Tri.

While still busy seeing Mr. Taufik install cable adapter.

“It can, Mom. My laptop is in trouble. This plug cannot be connected to infokus.” Answer him by displaying a look of doubt.

“Wear my laptop only, Sir.” Sambar Rara was polite.

“Oh.iya use Rara's laptop only, sir. Where's Ra...” Bu Tri instructed to give the laptop.

When all is well installed, “ok.. Rara please fill in her first material.” He called Rara who sat at a distance.

“Eh..Is this just ma'am? I sit down or how?” Cringing.

“Stand by, Ra. Let it be better to see.” He was instructed to stand up.

In the room there are several students and students, Anisa, Nurul, Yube, Alvin, Nanda and two teachers Bu Tri also Pak Taufik. Sitting very sweet already impatiently waiting for the former student to deliver the writing material.

“Poemisi which is an expression of the feelings of people who can be a work and then poured into the form of words. For example, I am happy and pour into poetry and I will give a poem that I have written. And this poem I took about...

Friends are the sun

which always gives warmth

They are hard to explain in words. Well...until here, any questions about poetry?” Raising his hand as an instruction from the participants.

“Kak.mau ask, said the brother of the poem is partly from the capture of someone's feelings, but why do I have difficulty in writing poetry, sis?” Nurul.

“That's all the question?” Ask again.

Nurul nodded steadily.

“I will save the question from Nurul..why else would you like to ask other than Nurul?”

“How to set writing portion?” This time Ms. Tri asked a question.

Suddenly clumsy, teaching the teacher himself?

“And for this time I will answer a question from Ms. Tri first, about how to set the portion of nulis so as not to get bored quickly. Let's..we look together..”.

While showing slides of previous material.

“Nah..here I have explained that the portion of novice writers does not have the name ‘Nulis’ Strike In the sense that they can complete their writing a comfortable version on their own. I personally work on a script that needs to be called music. So what? Expel bored and do not strike nulis.”

After feeling quite satisfied with the answers of former students, he just gawked in disbelief can be that advanced in authorship.

“Thank you, Rara.” He said while throwing a smile.

Don't know why Rara always threw that opinion at Alvin.

“Well..according to Alvin set the writing portion like what the hell?” Because it's just the class sister who listened and did not ask.

“Hm..in my opinion anyway because I often write on the blog and the response of friends dumay also happy with my poetry. So I think it's my responsibility to finish a story either a poem or a short story.” Answer it quickly.

Tra's just handsome, turns out he's smart. Rara was amazed.

After they finished filling the material, they sat in a circle.

“For now, we can only form a writing community like this first, Ra. In the future we can add and make a book.” Bu Tri revealed that he will dedicate one book to smk ypkp.

Suddenly a heart-wrenching diction emerged, enough for Rara to realize that self is no longer the priority of the heart.

“Iya.me at that time was playing a game in the room, only Kak Luthfi came screaming. I was astonished and got up from the bed and he was looking for his mother and I said it was in the kitchen. And he also said he wanted to know his girl to Mama. ‘Ma..ini would-be ghost for Mama.’ I laughed hearing it. Amused the truth, but.”

Ah, not yet finished listening quickly Alvin found the code through a student named Anisa.

“Oh..sorry, some are jealous.” Alvin continued on casually.

Spontaneous and waking up from daydreaming, “ah.what the hell? No kok.” Sticking with faces together, salting. “Lagian, I have nothing with him.” Rara Imbuh.

Wait, there's one thing that bothers me, “my sister's.” Alvin is very relaxed. []