Heh, What Actually Happened???

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One day drizzling, the sound of rain falling on the roof did not stop. Four teenage virgins sat together, one of them holding a cell phone in his hand. The girl's face looked very serious, reading every word on her smartphone screen.

"How am I going to live this new life?" he said with a paused tone. "Be a witness to the story of my journey in a world I do not know!" he continued, taking a long breath.

Silent for a moment, no one made a sound. The girl holding the phone opened her mouth. "Crazy!!!" he said as he glanced at one of his comrades sitting before him. "What story did you do this time?" his protest was pointing at his still-lit phone screen, a screen that still showed the same page he had just finished reading.

"Why?" ask the person without burden. "I think it's good!" said again.

"If you want to make a novel is not gini also the concept of Bambang!" the girl who has been protesting since. She was forced to read a new piece her friend had written online, remembering there was the word forced there. Then after that, he had to give input. Well the problem is there, what would be given input if the contents of the first chapter alone are full of question marks.

"True Miu said, your story is not a story cake, but a pile of questions," said the other girl in a foolish voice.

"His name is also just the beginning, and his pronologist is!" said the girl who made the novel full of question marks in self-defense.

"It seems you can give introduction first is the same main character who is full of questions in this first chapter, Vie!" swish one of them gave their input.

"Ih, it's not the age of acquaintances first. Now it's time to play it first, new acquaintances!" said the girl named Vie was determined by her stance. He thinks there's nothing wrong with the novel he's made, it's just the beginning, so it's still opening, there's no need to bother thinking about this and that. Just open with a little description of the time and place, then end with a question that if it can make people curious and continue reading. Done it.

"Lu learned to ngeles where the hell? Very jago!" grunts Miu felt her head was about to break. Regretting he was just willingly forced by friends without morals like his best friend this one.

"Can you learn from them? Forgot huh?" timpal Vie with a triumphant smile. If the answer is like this, then how can the three of them try.

"Reverse to your story problem," Indi cut to remind what they are talking about. "Lu there is a wind what the hell can the nulis kek gini?" tanyanya.

"Yes, would you like to follow Nulis?" sahut Lili. "Usually you say that your breath has made you tired, why you have to move and move!" he said again following the style of speech of his friend who is notoriously lazy. Surprisingly, his friend was now the most active among the three of them.

"Not the style of the story is strange, at first it was strange to use it, Vie," chirped Lili with a lazy look. "Your main character is not known by what his name is, he is full of many questions from beginning to end. There is no evidence of why and where he came from, but he was there immediately. His logic died from too much but he had no answer to all the questions he asked in him. And the one that I spilled the most, this guy said use me-you or me-you, my God, what year is it? Can't we just follow our style of speech that uses lo-gue?" cerocos Lili exposes various facts that she feels are worth editing out before being re-updated.

"Therein is the art, I would like to write that for the initial pronologist" Vie said after receiving all input.

"In the meantime, I think there's something wrong with our soul brain on this one. Described input instead of editing the story, even proudly say that it's the art part that he wants to highlight? God, I've been crazy for a long time!" sigh Miu no longer knew what to say. "Who's gonna read your story, neng?" he continued with his eyes glaring with anxiety. This friend is too bad if just use his brain, no one understands what he thinks and what he does if it has happened.

"Loe!" tukas Vie pointed at Miu. "And you two of course!" continued the girl with a big smile.

"Vie, we read because you're the one who's making it. If you don't make sense, we might not know that this weird novel has a loh!" said Miu with patience that continues to thin out the longer she talks with her best friend this one.

"That's it! You guys are my friends, know that I write here. Well, you guys are gonna help me read like my novel, right?" timpal the girl lightly.

"Finally, I know we-we'll be used to cake like this!" lili's snort was irritated.

"Gue can't promise, but as a friend, I must have stopped by your novel" said Indi with a resigned face.

"Well, if my gini is still eager to keep writing!" vie said smiling with satisfaction. "There are three fixed readers that I got without the hassle of promos going nowhere!" he said keep laughing.

Miu let out a long sigh, this is how her friend this one is. His mindset is too simple, never feel burdened and always do whatever he wants spontaneously.

As of now, his friend has posted a chapter of the novel and even no matter if anyone wants to read it or not. The important thing is that he is happy and that is enough, where he wants to hear other people's babble that he thinks is not important and even makes you dizzy. Well, except for his three best friends of course. The input from them must be listened to and then overwritten as best they can, they are friends so input from his best friend can not be strange.

That day, it was completed by deciding to make a second chapter at that very moment. The four of them contribute a little what they think for the continuation of his friend's novel.