HALF-WING

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The empty atmosphere became increasingly quiet. Hana who was drowning in her sleep made Inung's feeling uncomfortable. It was forced to make Inung rotate the brain to make Hana not return with his sleep habits.

Inung approached Aji. Aji's guitar playing stops when Inung whispers something.

"From earlier I was fishing he used songs, but not singing either. I'm, uh, so Hana's sleeping."

Inung ruffled his waist, glaring furiously at Aji who was not very interested in his words.

"What's? Why?"

"Help me talk to Hana. If he's getting a little sleep, then he's got a problem."

"You are there. I don't know anything."

"It's not good to be a person!"

"You just told me to help you persuade, but not tell me how. When was I told to think for myself?"

"Find alesan what cake, which is not too visible if you want to entertain, so Hana does not feel very careful."

Aji groans reluctantly, shuffling her hair to untangle her mummy. "Ribetan very girl's life."

"Don't complain why? Counting for practice fitting you already have a girlfriend later."

Aji pondered, daydreaming the right way according to Inung's request. Which he did not understand, why he had to bother comforting a girl who did not belong to him.

Long Aji thought. Unknowingly he daydreamed while strumming the strings of his guitar slowly.

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The mouth will be a very dangerous weapon if owned by people with rough temperament, can even kill the mental slowly. Hana never found a definitive reason as to why people could purposefully throw out hurtful sentences.

"Han, please take a picture for a second." Pinta Aji while shaking Hana's elbow who was asleep on her desk.

Silent.

"Hana." Call Aji unyielding. "Picture for a moment make my adak. I promised you."

Hearing Aji's request, Hana lazily straightened her head. "What picture?"

"Image is up to the task, but use anime characters."

"Where's the paper?"

"Not having." Aji chuckles. "Pake got you first. Yeah, Han, huh?"

Hana clucked in annoyance, but her hands were still looking for her drawing equipment in the desk drawer. "Kirain already prepared his own tools. It turns out I'm still the modalin."

"I'm not a hobby of drawing, so I don't have the tools, let alone take it everywhere like you."

"This is also me carrying ordinary HVS paper, the original can not make a picture. Or gini, please. I give you the same book my pencil, you draw it yourself."

"I can't picture, ege. That's why I asked you to take pictures."

"Aren't you still SD? Why ask for anime pictures? In my time SD used to most pictures of two mountains that have rice fields. Why not just take a picture of yourself?" Cerocos Hana without pause.

"Udah, hunt image. Gonna be dumped tomorrow."

It is not easy for Hana to draw something out of her mood, but somehow she still agreed just because she heard that the one who asked her was a sister.

Scratches after scratches slowly filled the thin HVS Hana had. The line changes into a shape, the shape turns into a manga character of his own mind.

"Udah."

"Is that what doang is?"

"Yes, it's gini doang. Especially?"

"No color given? Time just black and white doang?"

"Yes, I don't want to." Hana wants to put the picture paper in her desk drawer.

"Eh, no!" Aji snatches the paper from Hana's hand before Hana actually saves the image for herself. "I mean, usually if the picture of SD children like to be given a colored pencil cake, crayon cake. Let it be that colorful."

"Yes, later live given the right color at home. Your grandfather must have."

"Huhalah, later on I'm the one who was told to color. No ah, it's ugly. You're all colorful."

Hana rolled her eyes irritated. "You see I've got dye?" Hana asked who Aji only answered with a headband. "Yes, that's it. Want what? If you don't want no problem, let me be simple."

"Yes, thank you. Here's the picture."

After the paper was in Aji's hands, Hana reconsidered the results of her drawings. Observe it carefully. "This is too good, make the size of the picture of SD children?"

As fast as lightning Aji hid the paper behind his back, worried that Hana would ask him back. "No, lah. Children SD today the picture is already on good, it is not buluk anymore like our picture."

Both of Hana's eyebrows were clutched, her forehead shriveling.

"Yes, deh. My picture is ugly. You're a good picture of the sono."

Hana's gaze was again fixed on her empty table, it seemed tempting sleepiness Hana who had been restrained, more precisely, tired of Hana's mind.

Hana's feelings improved a little more than before, of course after she finished completing a pencil notch on A4-sized HVS paper. For no reason, there was a slight sense of calm after drawing what he had just realized. Half of him was relieved.

"Han, there's a new song you like, isn't there?" Ask Aji. "I again need an anti-mainstream intake."

Hana shakes. Lately, he has not paid much attention to the songs he has heard. He only listens to songs that are played randomly both on his laptop and phone.

"Well, did you ask me? Usually you like to find your own songs that you like."

"I can't choose."

"Try asking Inung." Hana gave her advice.

"Inung doesn't know many songs, he knows that's-that's doang. He knows a lot of songs too because I often hear me sing."

Hearing his name being mentioned repeatedly, Inung immediately snatched up their conversation. "What's Inung-Inung? I know a lot of songs, you know! Just my taste is the same you're different, so it only looks like I'm a little shady."

"Yeeee... Relax, kali!" Cibir Aji's. "Why the hell, should I be friends with the high bloodthirsty girls like you guys? The innate emotion keeps me talking. Wonderful."

"We can be relaxed, but the face is the same tone of speech you like to misunderstand. So accidentally we become a little sensi if talking to you." Answer Hana. "But not intentionally, you know. Inget! Not intentionally."

Nudging the head of Inung looks very steady, Hana's speech so represents her feelings as well as a woman.

"Our part doesn't mean you're the same as us. You deket the same other temen kayak usually also we okay-okay. It's okay, it's up to you. Just, yes, that, you certainly can not if a day just do not make a fuss I same Hana. Don't know why your mouth is always gatel nagging." Connect with Hana. "Sama, anyway. I do too."

"I'm going with Ruri the most to be safe."

Again Aji grabbed his guitar to continue his singing that had been silent replaced by his attention to the work of Hana.