Call Love to Tone

Jogging

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Sunday morning....

Nada chose to run early in the morning around her house alone. He didn't bring his sister. Because the sister looks so tired because last night was waiting for her to come home.

Moreover, two of his sohibs whose home they away from his house.

Wearing dark blue training pants and light blue short-sleeved shirts, she started her jogging this time.

I did not forget that he also brought white earphones that were attached to both ears. And his cell phone he keeps in the bag of training pants that he wears.

He also tied his hair with a ponytail. Without makeup, just wear a thin powder on her face.

He jogs around the house looking around. Because he had not paid attention to the streets that he often passed.

Back when Bagas was still beside him, the two of them always took the time to jog together. And even passing through the complex around his house. Or sometimes they jog in the housing where Bagas lives.

Sometimes they chase each other and catch each other. Making people who are around them should give way more to them.

Nada sighed painfully as she recalled the extremely beautiful past in her memories.

Back then, he was free to do anything with Bagas. But now?? He could only remember all of that in a pseudo-fiction.

The tone finally forced himself to smile thinly. Letting go is not easy. Especially for those who have lost someone they love.

Tone glanced around.

Not much different from before when there was Bagas. There are only a few houses that are added here. The word Tone in the heart. He felt back to the past and beside him was Bagas who was walking leisurely.

But when she looked at her side, where she thought that there was her past lover, she realized. Bagas is not here.

Tone shook his head slowly. Conscious Naaaad..... He will not return to Elooo... Tone back up.

And subconsciously he went further than he planned. He ran a small run across the boundary of the luxury housing that he lived in. And he didn't realize he was out of the compound.

Nada was still busy running small while daydreaming.

But over time he saw his place now walking in confusion. Where'sisthis?? The feeling has not come out complex...

As he glanced around.. He was confused by the circumstances around which he knew it was not his housing complex. And he patted her on the forehead with a lump.

Tone stopped his footsteps. With her breathing still in order, she glanced back around, she was looking for a small shop or a roadside stall. He intended to buy mineral water because he felt thirsty.

Yes already... It's gone through, too... Go to the park here. He thinks so.

Nada can indeed be said to include families who are. Even if they are only two. Him and Rey. But even so, he was not taught to overdo it in many ways.

For him, while there is a simple place, why go to a big place??

He looked over here. But nil, there are no suburban stalls around her. He breathed his breath in annoyance. Her cheeks are bulging.

Some people who happen to pass through it can only refrain from laughing because they see the bloated cheeks that make the face look adorable.

But there was someone like him who could not help himself to see the true Nada's priesthood that rarely happened.

A boy who might be seven years old approached her with a sparkling face.

"Sister cantiiiik.." call the boy in the yellow shirt as soon as it is in front of Nada.

Seeing the boy, Nada squatted down and aligned her height with the boy.

"Why sweet??" tanya Tada is friendly. Right now, there is no cold intonation of sound from him. Maybe Nada is feeling good...

The little boy blinked his eyes funny. And it managed to make Nada laugh lightly.

"What's your name, sweet sister??" tanya Nada with a smile on her lips.

"I Kepin.... Beautiful brother call me handsome.." replied the boy named Kevin.

"The sweet name... Who are you here with??" tanya Nada again while stroking Kevin's flaky hair gently.

"Kepin is the same brother.." replied Kevin again with a look of his innocent face.

"Where is his brother now?" again Nada asked.

But this time Kevin answered her with a small skirt. "Endak knows.... His brother was lost in the fall of got times." he said with an innocent look.

The laughter returned. This time a little faster than before.

While he was still laughing, there was a hand that reached out to the boy's left ear in front of him. It made the seven-year-old grimace and say sick many times.

Tone looked up to see who was picking up this sweet boy.

And look like a guy who's the same age as her. Maybe a little older... He wears a green sweater and black levis pants. He still faithfully mengewer Kevin and displays a fierce face, fierce.

"Heeei.." said Nada who immediately stood up and intended to take off the boy's hand.

But not yet he pulled the boy's hand, he instead heard the sound of his bass scolding the boy he was jeweled.

"Good yaaa. Brother cariin where where.. Do you know what was here, say what?? Brother got thumped?? Waahs.. Haven't war you yeah deck..."

"Aaaa..... Elder brother... Forgive banggg..... Endak that again.... Endak is that again...." Kevin grimaced because the hands of a guy like his brother was still perched in his ears.

"Flame... Not anymore... Habits yeah... Nubahin his ugly brother mulu ugly.." the guy even harder his jeweran.

The tone that had been still listening had stopped the brother's debate...

"duh.... That's kasian the Kevin... Release first... Hadeeeeeee... Brother who is not berakikeabangan.." said Nada while shaking his head.

Hearing the voice of the person before him, he took off the jewel and looked at Nada with an intimidating aura.... Afraid of kid kidnappers yak.. Wkwkwkwk..

The tone was even goosebumps with that sharp look. "Slow ..... Kenaleen... My name is Nada... Lo who??" tanya Nada this time started the introduction.

"My name is........"

Who yaaa.....

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