
About keeping each other that makes
“Fear”
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A few weeks ago,
“ANNOUNCEMENTS FOR THE NAME I CALLED PLEASE COME TO THE PRINCIPAL'S ROOM. IZYLA OCCIANO AZALEA AND ALDIANO DHAFIN PRATAMA.”
Hearing the announcement, Dhafin, who was at the court, returned to the class to pick up Izy. As for Izyla, she was waiting for Dhafin to come and go together. Once in the principal's room they get a scholarship to move to a private school owned by the elite because they won a scientific writing competition. With facilities that guarantee the future it is like a dream in broad daylight that becomes a reality for Izyla and Dhafin.
The last day at school, they also say goodbye to friends and teachers who have taught and accompanied him so far. Safira Citra Kirani as my countryman and best friend Izyla let alone a house that is 5 minutes away was crying left alone. She was like a mother to Izyla who always gave up, matured in childishness, Izyla said. Almost like Dhafin who plays his brother.
“Zyl, bet yuk.”
“Okay! Sin, cake gambling.”
“Ih don't use money, so don't gamble,” Dhafin explained.
“That? Yaudah. play what?”
“Take-guess coin.”
“Ok. What bet?” ask Izyla curiously.
“Think later, now we go to the market first yuk while sitting,” Dhafin said leading to a mini market near their housing.
“1,2,3.” count Dhafin.
“Angka!” answer them in unison. And when it was opened it was all right.
“Angka.” guess them again together and this time what appears is a picture. About 3 minutes their answer was the same until this time their answer was different and it can be concluded that Dhafilah won.
“Ah cheated,” Gerutu Izyla while pursing her small lips and making her chuby cheeks added contains.
“Ih gemez, so want to pinch his kidney you know.” dhafin goda. As usual, those were the words Dhafin often used when echoing with Izyla's mannerisms which he already considered to be his own sister.
“Gak denger, I brushed,” Reply Izyla while closing her eyes with both hands. “Eh yes, what's the bet?” continued Izyla who was conscious and opened her eyes.
“Tomorrow I tell you.”
“Ah nunda mulu lo mah. The rules are still the same, you can't ask for something that costs money. Unless I asked for.” Izyla Grin. Who only answered the nod by Dhafin, a sign of understanding.
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Early in the day at about 3, Izyla's phone suddenly rang. Signing an incoming message. At the same time he finished praying tahajud he also checked his cellphone.
Without babibubebo Izyla came to Dhafin's house in front of his house. They both live in a residential town BRIZY.
The door was opened by someone who was considered his own brother.
“Kok is?” Izyla asked suddenly.
“What?” dhafin asked confusedly.
“That, the stakes.”
“Yes so, the point is that. Wh why? Want famous? Want caper? Or do you want to argue with brother? Or do you want to keep looking for something else? Cheating!” with a serious pretentious tone that time immediately got Izyla's jewel.
“Ngaca dong.” And pull Dhafin towards the big glass. “Gue want to find a loyal, not kek lo playboy,” Obviously Izyla with greget.
“I'm loyal kok same first wifeakuhh.” The god Dhafin is Izyla.
“Setia from hongkong! Faithful to have a girlfriend.” he said
“Setialah, the proof is not the first. Yes no neng?” Slipping one eye. Which immediately made Izyla leave the house.
“Which is Fin?” ask Rina-Mother Dhafin.
“Leak Bali mah.”
“Tomorrow daddy anter to pskiater ya Fin. Early in the morning, it was lo.” Canda Deon - Ayah Dhafin
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*By the deck, I don't want any trouble at our new school. With a simple look without showing your beauty this is a way to not invite too much attention. And at least there's no bullying about that.
- Bet*.