Destiny Love Keyra
Part 101s
elvanno smiled, there was a sense of happiness to see his message tick blue.meaning, keyra opened all the messages he had sent.imagining keyra saw the video he deliberately sang to express feelings.ah, I mean, I think she saw the video that she was singing to express her feelings, there may be a miracle of his message being replied to. silently read every message that has been sent and tick the two blue.stare at the keyra profile that reads online.
gatel's finger wanted to click the video image in the top corner.but..it's impossible, there.
'must slow down' said tristan.
can only throw a rough breath, lay down his back on the bed board, his head looked up with a look of laughter.back tears flowed on the cheeks, a pretty face with pursed lips was not going to go.
"astaga...indu...why do you torment me so much.
"key, you still love me, don't you? " smile to yourself.
slowly, the tears made his gaze blur.he brushed, letting the cries reveal what had been felt. patting the chest which had now become tight, restoring the hair to the back.
"i will fight you dear.Wait for me to come for proof, if I deserve to be near you.I will make you comfortable and calm.I am not the source of your pain... I'm your husband, key... "
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"izroil, I love you too. I miss you too.." keyra wiped away the tears, took a deeper breath.
"but why is anyone near you so sick.
"i'm not strong, izroil.... "
put the phone whose screen is still on. take tissue, rub snot and tears. trying to regulate the breath that now feels tight. handsome face of a husband who smiles cute make him miss and want to be close. but the trauma of the pain and all that suffering made part of her resist.Keyra grabbed the hair quite tight.cringing, crashing with a little groaning to vent the inner battle.
"dad, how should I do? hiks.. "weaning is interrupted by crying.
"i managed to love the same guy that you chose to take care of me. but. hiks. life together he's not good, well"
this cold enough night made both of them feel the same agonizing longing.hugging the lifeless bolster that now accompanies each night.they sleep after forgetting the sadness that every day stifles the chest.
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this morning the first hour was a sports watch, keyra wore a green t-shirt black combination with trousers. grabbed the bag, attached it to the shoulder, looked at the look in the mirror first. both eyes were slightly swollen from her crying last night. After seeing the singing of elvanno last night, keyra so kept thinking.she cried longing for her legal husband who is now far apart.
the kling!
manyun, playing the wind inside the mouth. grabbed the flashing phone, there was a chat coming in.
{send picture} is a very handsome photo. Elvanno smilingly looks at the camera with a fairly close distance, showing his cute lips and a little red.
{morning, my dear wife.today I have a practice about English.doain I got nine yes. tenth tomorrow if I'm with you}
{his learning spirit yes, key. I love you. (red heart emotes and love kisses) }
keyra gulps spit quite hard. Turn off the phone and put it in the drawer. take a deep breath, then throw it slowly. stroke the chest so as not to cry and firmly hold everything he feels.
poke! poke! poke!
"non, non breakfast" a call from the aunt made him re-branch, easing his feelings to stay ordinary.
his hands clenched, back to throw a rough breath. looking down stroked the chest.
"if we are a match, surely we will also be together again. right? " ask at his reflection in the mirror. smiled, revealing dimples.quickly his hand rubbed the almost netes dew.
in a different place, elvanno smiled happily. Seeing the message tick two blue, it was more than enough. isn't all slow?
"so good morning spirit with gini cake" he murmured.
put the phone into the pants pocket, then grabbed the bag on the table.circling the bag to the shoulder, out of the room while humming softly.
"morning, sister" he said as he passed tristan who was coffee while looking at the laptop in the front room of his room.
not answering, Tristan frowned at his sister who was now starting to go down the stairs.
"that boy left keyra kok so serem anyway" shuddered in horror, back staring at his laptop.
smiling broadly at the sight of the mama coming out of the kitchen carrying a glass of milk for him.pull the chair, then drink the milk.after that, take the toast and start eating.
"what papa, ma? " he asked, because usually papa was sitting in the front seat for breakfast together.
mom smears pineapple flavored jam for tristan.
"papa mornings really gone.some want to be taken care of"
elvanno nodded. again sipped her milk until it ran out.
"i'm leaving, ma. doain got good grades"
rika smiled, even chuckled.
"yes, baby" kissed his son's forehead.
seconds later, Elvanno stepped out from inside the house.
in a different city, the keyra comes down from a motorbike matic owned by Killa. take off the helmet, then button behind the seat.
"you know, xukun last night.. gosh.. really cool key. he. iih yaampun, want to hug it feels." never stop killa tell about the concert last night he watched.
while Keyra only slightly smiled in response to the story of killa. three nights saw his concert elvanno on the phone has been enough to divert his world.
killa and keyra steps stopped when the black car entered the school gate.The luxury car was enough to grab the attention of all students who saw.not least the security guard who shook his head with a face full of admiration.
"who's the car, key? " killa whispers holding on to keyra's arm
keyra raised both shoulders.
"school head, maybe"
killa nabok keyra's arm.
"iih, no. Tomi sir doesn't have that cake car"
keyra took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the blue matic motor entering the gate.so she ran into the corridor, leaving Killa who was still amazed to see there was a luxury car that entered his school yard.
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