
The lips were jinxing around the pale color of her lips, her face was polished as brilliant as the shape of her face, the expensive dress formed the curves of her body making her look more mature than her age, her blonde hair was stroked and her heels reached seven centi meters decorating her tie feet, a jeweled necklace wrapped around her tie neck along with a circular ring on her finger. Englanda looks perfect attending a foundation birthday celebration at her school.
"English! Change your appearance, like going to the invitation," chirped mommynya commenting on his appearance.
"Mom. Udah, yeah. Don't protest too much, I'll go first."
"IT'S STILL TOO EARLY, INGRI!"
But the so-called no one cared about him continued to walk outside. Mommy, he sighed tired of already half-deadly enduring the pain of being treated by his stepdaughter like this continues. Again he arranged breakfast on the dining table, waiting for the husband to have breakfast together.
Englishman walks into Endru's classroom, he'll just wait here. Endru was so nimble to avoid it, he wanted to talk about their relationship directly. Deliberately looking like this hoping Endru glanced at her beauty, glazed once again memastilan face decoration does not fade. "Perfect," she said, then put a small mirror in her bag.
Sure enough, it was Endrulah who came first. He knew because the material was left in class never brought home.
"ENGLISH!" edru's loud voice echoed inside the classroom and England was about to have a heart attack.
Endru's face was visibly emotional and was astonished that this woman was here.
"En-endu!" indeed he was also terrified to see the look of Endru's anger.
But for the sake of his purpose, he disguised his fear.
Slowly England approached Endru, but Endru retreated away from England. That cruel gaze stopped the British intentions.
"So far away from me."
Leaning his body on the blackboard his hands choked on his chest, the wits a meter in front of him stared at him in tears. Endru doesn't care.
"Gue," he mumbled to himself. No more calling 'me you'.
"You're here, huh?"
Don't cry Inggri, you look weak in front of this man. "I want to talk to you, I miss you so much" the expression of longing escaped his lips. Just about to advance to grab Endru into his arms, Endru's hand movements shook a sign that he should not approach her.
"Ck," Endru looked at his watch. "Okeh, horrifying me all right. I don't have much time to talk to you, and I don't need any explanation from you either."
"I want our relationship to be clear, Ndru. Why are you avoiding me?"
Endru smiled cynically, walking to the side of England but still keeping his distance. "The bass," whispered near Inggri's ear "Lo is my cheek."
"Me-cheating, what does that mean? does he not know? No, it's impossible!"
"Ingri, British!" looks like her suspicions are right, she's nervous!
Walking up to his desk picking up the sausage material from inside the desk drawer, he walked past Neva towards the exit.
"WE BROKE UP THERE'S NOTHING TO DO!"
Brakk! The classroom door opened, it turned out that there were already some of Endru's first-class friends standing behind the door and must have heard the cry of Endru. But Endru casually passed them.
England pecked where he stood, his legs felt limp, his heart felt throbbing, his heart was like being gripped by something, his breathing was stingy, his mouth was not speaking quite surprised to hear Endru's unilateral statement. His emotions grew more and more when he realized that some disciples had gathered watching them earlier, he broke through the crowd angrily.
"Pity of the English!"
"It feels like that. From entering the 10th grade already dating, the time to finish gini even broke up!"
"Why are they, huh?"
"AHK!! ENDRU, YOU'VE MADE ME SHY IN FRONT OF FRIENDS! I HATE LO, ENDRRUU!!"
That roar of hatred echoed inside the toilet room. A moment of love now becomes hate, even if he asks to break up should not be like this. Angkasa!
🌹🌹🌹
This is Shajhiena Widlya, secretary of the mainstay of Endru, who is often called Jhena, of Chinese descent.
Smiling brightly in front of the mirror to see the change in appearance more beautiful, already removed her glasses, her limp hair is more freshly scattered long back, her facial bruises are more reduced, make up beautify her face, make up, dresses and shoes and accessories attached to the body are very suitable for use. No one thought that Jhena who used to look ordinary, was now much more drastically beautiful today.
"Have you been content to praise yourself?"
"Sir Endru!" Jhena turned her body.
"Um, it's not in vain dragged you to the salon overnight. The result is as beautiful as this, satisfying."
Jhena's face flushed red, only recently did she get praise from the opposite sex aside from her own papa. "Thank you, sister." said Jhena sincerely.
"But you remember our deal, don't you?"
"Remember," he nodded surely.
"If I have told you to go on stage, the way must be firm, the pronunciation of a speech that you have memorized should be a piece as possible. In essence, position yourself like a real head of osis. Understood?"
"Goodbye, Brother."
"Sipp!" Endru raised his thumb. "Yes, I'm ready. Please go see the other ises."
"Shajhiena is the right man to take my place, I'm sorry for the reward."
Jhena left the osis room, Endru got ready.
"Neva didn't pick up my phone, anyway. Ck," The monologue's upset.
I tried calling Neva's number three times, but there was no reply from there.
"Hold Endru, hold it!" his hands are fastening his shirt sleeves. "Lo must slowly decetin the girl, there is still much that I have to set first so that PDKT is smooth," apply hair gel. "Isn't that handsome yet me?" ask her in the picture in the mirror. Spraying men's special perfume "Let's smell more." Once again examine whether it has looked handsome or not "You are indeed handsome from the birth of Michael Alvendru!" he said confidently.
Peeling the gum slowly, the fragrance from this candy gave a fresh aroma from his breath "Hah, huh!! Hum, my breath is fresh."
Endru coolly prepares for his performance, while Neva does not.
Today he wore ordinary clothes, t-shirts jeans ordinary shoes that were worn by the streets, his hair as usual tied by horses. After all, don't fill out the show for what's beautiful?
Not hearing his phone ringing the sudsh many times, staying busy doing his job. Helping the consumption section and Mr. Septer lifted a cardboard glass drink from the cafeteria composing to every area that was available in the hallway chair of each school.
"NEVA YOU'RE GREAT! CAN LIFT TWO CARDBOARD ONCE GUS!!" Excited Mr. Septer.
"Ordinary, sir!" sahut Neva relax.
His feet more nimble stepped carrying cardboard racing with other students, they clucked in amazement watching the power of Neva.
👇👇👇