DO NOT GO, SOLDIERS OF MY COUNTRY

DO NOT GO, SOLDIERS OF MY COUNTRY
FOUR



"taaaa.ditaa" shouted someone from behind as I was about to stop the taxi to go home.


"Ditaaaa" said another person who began to approach me.


"What?"I said a little raise my voice.


"Ngafe yu dit" ziyad asked who managed to make me reflex my voice.


I nodded then waited for the bike to pass.


"Where's ngafe?"I said while on the way.


"In front is not far" said Ziyad a little shouting.


A few minutes later he pulled his bike over at a cafe that combined white and black.


I'm just following him from behind.


I sat opposite the Ziyad.


After I finished ordering I just played my phone.


"Taaa"the ziyad's words shattered the silence.


"Hmmm" said I'm still focused on my phone.


"Kok hm doang anyway?"he said with a slightly clear tone.


"Yes what?"lazy say.


"Basar mak dampir" he whispered but could still be heard by me.


"Basic netizen" I said glancing at him.


"How can you be beautiful?"ziyad said as he stirred his drink.


"Yes.yes I'm a girl" I said a little groggy.


"What time?"he said smile at me.


"Yes Ihh" my increasingly embarrassed words.


"That's what?"he said pointing at my cheek.


"Pipi" I said annoyed.


"Udahh ah noisy" I said scowling.


After a few hours later we decided to go home I was delivered by Ziyad to the house.


"Daah" I said waving my hand.


"Byee, oh yes tomorrow go home with me again ya ta" he said then put forward his motorcycle, without my consent.


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Today I came home a little afternoon from usual, but it's not important papa I can go home with ziyad.


I approached her but I had not yet reached her direction Dina first experienced the ziyad.


Ziyad was embracing her shoulder, as well as Dina embracing her abdominal wrist.


I can only sculpt and not wrinkle anything.


Is this just a dream?


It can't be a dream.


Buty?this is a dream can't Dina take ziyad from me?, my inner number continuously.


I entered the class early in the morning so not many people had come.


When I entered the classroom, I saw the Ziyad sitting on my seat and leaning his head against the ziyad boat.


I've stepped my feet, want to go back again must be a gig, right?


I'm approaching them right away.


"Ehh dit, from when?"said Dina who was no longer leaning on a ziyad boat.


"Newly" I said with a smile that always painted sweet on my face.


"Em, I'm out right now" I said after putting my bag on the table.


Ziyad did not speak he just looked at me deeply.


I walked out of the classroom to the school garden not far from the teacher's room.


I sat on the bench of the school garden leaning my body on the bench.


The bell from school rang which was heard to the bottom of the class.


I've been waiting for mang maman to pick me up.


Suddenly the ziyad approached me with his red ninja motor.


"Taa sorry yes, the idea is not to go home with lo, the same question Dina" ziyad said glancing pity at me.


"Oh yeah no papa, I was picked up anyway" I said with a smile.


"Zi Ayo,dit first yaa" said Dina riding the ninja motorbike and left in front of me.


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