Galactic

Episode 47 Chapter 47 | Gusar

—Thursday, 02 May—

Gabriel's smile spread wide when he knew the value of the UAS the little boy who usually makes his favorite chicken on the stall was increased up although not drastically.

"Haha, Gamaliel is also a pinter. Just males! I love to get dizzy again!" cerocos Gabriel landed his hand on the Gama's eel. The guy was complaining of pain. "Sick, Mom!" Gerrymandering annoyed.

"Eh, uh, wait."

"Wait for what Mak?"

"After the following messages."

Gamaliel.

Her papa emerged from the living room, turning thinly towards her. Previously Gamaliel had told the Eagle, but because he was busy he could only understand.

"I'm not as good as the Galaxy that makes Papa proud." Inner ducking.

The eagle poured cold water into the glass, a smile rising from both of his lips. Then he said something that makes Gamaliel happy instead of playing. His smile is getting bigger.

"Good, in the future the diligent again yes, Gama."

"Thank you, pa, hehehe is safe."

"Don't be happy first, let's see your other grades."

"Game!"

Again. Gabriel's shaking his head look at this one kid. He smiled until he reached the nongol, indeed a child prodigy. The more Gabriel's sprains look at the gums, ask for a digamparin!

"Directly means my laugh is also dong? Oh, that's it, you idiot."

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The crane! The crane!

Two bells hanging near the balcony of the Galaxy's room clink in the night breeze.

The galaxy strummed the guitar strings to accompany her voice which now sings to drive away the sepinya of the night. He lifted his face into the vast sky, stretching out studded with stars, the moon and other planets. Not a day is left without sitting looking at the universe. In keeping with its name, the galaxy.

His whole mind was gushing into various problems. His duties as former chairman of OSIS are still continuing because the Chairman of Osis who served this year was involved with the Principal and threatened in the drop out, forced himself to organize all affairs preparing for graduation day as well as fundraising, he snorted riled . Why is there so much trouble for him?

"God! So just complain about you! Not everyone's life is as comfortable as Elo, Gal. I've never thought about what it's like to live under pressure!"

Orzie's speech that afternoon was buzzing, when he was still with her when he came home from school to do chores. The galaxy just sits sweet, Orzie himself, doing all his work. I don't know why all the girl's words were like buzzing in her ears. Maybe if Orzie was here, it wouldn't be this heavy. Might as well.

The galaxy hastily brushed off his thinking.

Is it because he has never been with the Galaxy even so often think about it?

Even though he was unconscious at the time. Still too bodo very with many quotes created by the girl spontaneously. But now his words were able to make his chest more spacious.

"For example, you are tired and still complaining, not God has said it? 'I created your sleep, for your rest?'"

"The ground is chatty," muttered the Galaxy letting the night wind shake its black shirt. Behind him someone said.

"Who's chatty?"

The galaxy glanced at his surprised Papa.

"Son, it's nobody." He looked away and hid his surprised face.

The eagle sat beside the Galaxy quietly, casting its gaze into the night sky with a silence created between them.

The dark eye of the Galaxy rolled towards the Eagle, looking for the meaning of his Papa's talk.

"Life will continue to change, as will the people around us. Don't let time wake you up."

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The clattering of footsteps slowly moved away from the now-disappointed Galaxy, something disturbing him. Last night he spent just thinking about the purpose of his Papa talk until the guy was silent for a long time. Remembering a day when everything was still the same, when Orzie was still walking with him. 

"Lo knows, Gal. There is one thing in this world that we cannot predict, and that comes last. Regret."

The crane! The crane!

Again the bell given by his mother was clinking small. The galaxy twists a strange body, when there is no wind. It's not time to think about that number eight demon, the Rada-rada galaxy is afraid. But slowly his mood deteriorated signifying a bad feeling after the bell rang.

"That bell's Mama's favorite little fitting."

The story of his mother at noon, I don't know in what order to tell it. I don't know... There were too many complicated things that he could hardly think of.

"You know, the bell function? You can say as a news reporter. Bad or good news. As a sign."

"It used to be a small fit, Mama loved to pay attention to the bell. If he were to sound 'cring cring' something bad would happen."

The galaxy immediately gasped.

Didn't that bell keep ringing?

Judika song - if you love to play softly in his ear, somehow the lyrics seem to be talking to him with the ever-cooling night wind.

The phone scrolls the screen slowly. The name of Budak Jajahan on the screen made a small smile engraved on his handsome face. The galaxy just left it. Dazed, nervousness haunted him.

Just call me. The galaxy is calm. But his finger did not go along with his wishes even the Galaxy instead pressed back to the main screen with his hand rubbing the huffed face.

Tomorrow's the day of farewell.

The galaxy raised its face in dismay.

Raka's remarks a few months ago may have been bad but the guy believes he has secured the situation helped by the entire school organization.

But his heart remained unsettled from earlier. Especially because of the bells. Her mother's words are always right, one hundred—even a million percent right. If Gabriel says it can't be certain that something will happen if it breaks. Therefore, the most recalcitrant child like Gama can obey.

He tried to remember his mother's words.

"But.in addition to the bell sign also has another meaning.."

"meetings. If it sounds three times, it means a meeting. Twice, a bad sign. That's what Mama knows, because.."

His mother was silent at the time, when she told him. The galaxy that was then focusing on hearing him stared strangely.

"Two times the bell rang, before Mama was kidnapped as perverted om-om. And three times it reads, before meeting your Papa at..."

Gabriel did not continue his speech after that, leaving his son in confusion. He himself could not tell that because of the incident Om perverted it makes him almost mentally ill. But, it really happened. Repeatedly. Meetings and bad signs.

The clock pointed to the number 23.09 entering midnight, the cold and quiet was indeed the most comfortable situation for a Galaxy. He strummed the guitar strings, suddenly forgetting the lyrics of the song to be sung. Even the guy dizzy to find the actual phone he put in his pocket.

"Roof..."

The galaxy suddenly fell silent. Orzie's voice seemed to echo in his ears. The guy closed his eyes, anxiety again haunted him as the shadow of the girl filled his entire mind.

"Damn!" Galactic upset throws his guitar and goes to his room. Ruffling her black hair was frustrating.

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