A Missing Piece of Tone

Kehiran (Formal Version)

“Rasa sumringah is residing in the chest, kala kehiran with a piece of tone that had given a thirst for injury. Enough to know yourself only reply joked a moment doang.”

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YESTERDAY still could not forget a very pleasant day for Rara herself. Really!

Wait, how does it seem funny tickle the stomach, when recalling A Dreams has not been revised well?

Looking for time in remodeling the diction, so as not to seem absurd in the eyes of boule london.

Badar, there was a teasing look in the eyes of the girl herself.

“Luthfi now diligently see my story wa!” Rara Seru.

Although the limit see whatsapp story, how come sumringah himself anyway?

“Ah, time anyway?” Vero still can't believe it.

No longer the anger shown friends but, “try the cake he chat or ask

you news.” Speech beyond the girl herself.

Teaching is still difficult to guess the contents of the head of a stubborn friend as well as the forefront is not

want nafsi to be in nestapa, just today bring a surprise.

Pleased? Of course not really, but the relationship has already joined with other romances to a serious level, for what is happy to know a piece of tone has dropped back even though the limit see sw doang.

Is Vero unable to trace well the contents of the hearts of friends, being adorned with dense fog clumping the memoir with a piece of unstable tone behind the expression?

Shake up, reject everything with sincerity. Although tofu rippled so grimly in the heart.

“See he diligently monitor my sw alone has made me excited half dead. Especially he chatted me. Impossible well we, if Luthfi want to chat first. Kan, he is already happy with Novi, let alone introduced to his ort.” How come Rara suddenly felt unacceptable?

Ah, nevermind.

The wetting around the labile guy is exhausted which is replaced by .. “You know, I'm annoyed what

same sister level me in 2017 nih, uh.” While exclaiming annoyed.

“Why with them?” Vero jutrsu gawking.

“What because I repeat can they, as good as an enslavement kakting so?! Trus anyway sister level Linda make herself any cake, talk to kakting no polite at all eh..” Rara said still with a red face.

“Haha.iya also, the time when I came to your campus, they saw anything. Arrogant to your college friends. If my younger brother can not distinguish which one.” Timpal Vero relaxed.

Exhaling very long, inexhaustible thought why can have his arrogant sister exorbitant? Is it because the brain is filled with intelligence every time the lecturer throws a question can be answered, with a pride showing off the intelligence in front of the new kakting matkul contract with them?

“It's ah, don't think of them. It is so that the name is ade level no adab all. Moreover, make yourself a smart ass, at work is not used like so well.” Vero began to understand when he saw the full glimmer of the limitations of the brain can not be like those who are smart let alone pongah adikting just now in the story.

The toughest women in embracing the strange reality in the roofs are not harmonious, who always look for an alternative way in the house Rara, just telling stories or hearing complaints. Enough chest relief.

Sometimes embedded in the smallest segment, envy see the happiness that does not just record the repetition of what is a punch landed repeatedly on the body.

And, Vero always tried to make peace with a fate so cruel could not swing his legs casually and comfortably as well as friends enjoy it all without seeing his own body bruised-blue.

It was quite nice to see the smiles on their faces. Without a tempest there is no end to be enjoyed full of grief by Vero himself in the house.

“Why you?” Unknowingly, Rara saw that there was a wound expression.

Bluffing while smiling casually, as is usually done in hiding the problem.

“It's okay. See you story like this, make me happy to listen.” Killah Vero.

“Actually you consider us best friends, not the hell, Vey?!” Please, Ra don't provoke that wound again.

The woman was quite down in the house, not to tell in detail until she found compassion from her own friends.

No. gabe. Vero would not want to see his own friends burdened let alone intervene in helping the endless tempest.

They're good enough. Hugely. Until amnesia hits the wound in the house if

gather stories like this.

“I consider all of you best friends really, just not all privacy in share, right?” Vero said, behind the two eyeballs, begging not to continue asking more.

Exhaling was very rude, very annoying for Rara.

What friend if it is difficult just do not want to share a little of the problem.

“So far, trus now what do you want? Did you stay here first?” Rara tried to forget the question that had piled up in her head.

Raise both shoulders.

“It looks like it did, Ra. But..you don't mind anyway I spent a day here? I promise, early in the morning I will go back home. Fear of trouble so.”

“Vey.The name of the friend is not in trouble! Want to jitak loh.” Greget Rara, eager to eat his own friends alive so upset.

“Thanks.”

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The most hateful memoir is back on top of Rara's head. Failing to watch at the cinema.

“Basic.” Rara was unconscious.

Arg. Can not throw the memoir accidentally stopped running around full of carefree coated high above the head.

Is correct. At that time it was still recorded clearly about the priority of friends rather than the song was symphony so sweet.

Which does not mean showing off romance is being fought to be a piece of tone in the verses in front of friends themselves, but strengthening the community of both people.

Because Avisa had tweeted about the attention of wanting to secretly question the news to a piece of the tone, when he had returned to study in the field.

Rara asked for help to stop by for a while at the stall as well as the house of her own friends on the sentani airport road.

After finding Avisa has been coded to sit inside, “enter come.dikutuh same Avisa.” Rara pulled the guy's arm.

“Hm, first of all, I want to find a drink first, haus.”

After buying Luthfi fresh tea and entering a light conversation, Rara's eyes clearly saw her best friend was stirring drinks for them. How, still haven't seen if it's bought?

Already so, stirring with an annoyed expression.

Hm, sighing tired. Why use the feeling of seeing them? Really .. Rara is not in a show off the relationship in front of her own friends who first save the taste.

NOT AT ALL! Rather want to invite to watch together, not three but there is Ammer, their upperclassman.

But, it is still not discussed first, because it is longer stirring than chatting together.

Waiting for Avisa to come, a piece of tone saw some dream checklists to continue S2 abroad. Quite heart-wrenching the girl which means no longer freely jalber or see the annoying figure.

Not only do you want to fly your mother out of town. And, Rara

unconsciously amazed.

Luthfi whispered to immediately return, when they had stood up from the stall chair, the man preferred to sit on the bike.

The two friends were whispering about the idea.

“I guess tomorrow I won't be coming, Ra.” Avisa whispers right in the earlobe of a friend.

“Well?! Why not be? Last night said you wanted new?!” Rara exclaimed in protest, but in a tone as small as possible did not arouse Luthfi suspicion.

“Hehe Avisa replied with a horse's whin.

“Oh.yasudah, then I go back first eh, because Luthfi hurriedly want to be bilal in

masjid Jalan Pasir.” Don't know why there's so much pain.

A little doubt, when it was on the motorbike, the way home to convey the sudden cancellation of his own friend earlier.

With pain rippling taste, “noge.” Finally Rara called even a little hanging, waiting for a response first.

“Hm.” This silence alone is enough for him to understand there will be a broken segment, after delivering the cancellation of the watch.

“Tomorrow, Avisa is not coming to watch, how? Tomorrow still so shall we go watch?” Kok, behind the intonation tucked more despair for planning it do not fail.

“Oh.besok look-see already.”

Grandparent. Suddenly lethargic dong, can already be explained why tomorrow is off.

Shake up while smiling. Trying to get rid of the memory of the obscure nobal. Grab a jacket, because the climate tonight is so cold.

Drizzling. Do not protect the head with an umbrella. Because I feel like I'm buying dumplings for a minute. There is a headscarf that slightly protects the head from falling from the sky.

Suddenly want to eat dumplings because watching the anime that just showed off noodle soup, so want to break into the drizzle capitalized doang jacket.

“We..noge!” Femiliar sounds are back playing on the earlobe.

Lazy ignore or look for the source of the voice, why prioritize the call in the heart? Hua.tak dodged that Rara's head was looking for the figure.

Basics.belief! Rara grunts inwardly.

Yesterday's gone uh suddenly came. Do not know why when the two eyeballs meet, there is a murmur in the chest, feels urgent, is Rara missing the annoying figure who has a piece of tone?

“Where to?” Ask with a little scream.

Smile clumsy, while walking slowly, “nih.from buy dumplings. You want?” Struggling while pointing at the bag.

Don'tdon't. Let the pain and breath falter want to expel the bulir

as big as a green bean, Rara herself enjoys.

“I first uh, daa.” Rara said again, waving away.

Stelan nightgown, as quickly as possible stepped wide and can still feel through the tail of the eye if Luthfi still see him.

Exhaling very roughly, the beats race very marathon when two eyeballs

they meet again.

Do not know why when enjoying dumplings, suddenly heartache.

“You why?” Said the sister, a little bit concerned with Rara's strange movements.

“My stomach hurts uh.” Rara complained as she lightly kneaded the stomach.

“Treatment! Hence, who told me to eat sambel a lot.”

Akhlakles' sister instead of helping find eucalyptus oil even in ridicule in pain so dong.

With a gontai step, slowly step on the stairs to get to the room immediately. Lying down while grimacing in pain, going up to the chest.

The oomph of yesterday's lost abbreviation is now coming.

I love you unconditionally, I am willing to wait for you for so long, because I believe that you are my only love.

Increasingly slicing hearts accidentally see the old screenshoot of Luthfi posts, about a week ago.

Where might that caption be for Novi. Because the cute does not care, allowing the guy to have a quote behind the guitar tone misses the figure of Rara. []

Notes :

Kehiran is the abbreviation of yesterday gone now come.

Nobgal is a Failed Nobar.