Ikanoids

Painting Hope

“Why does sister survive the wound? The other side needs motivation when the dream brother left behind, just give a painting hope to us.”

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The weather is cloudy when swinging the steps of KRS contents plus guardianship in lecturers.

Think how about it if it rains hard, can't go home?

Given the weather like this, back to the dream of falling asleep on a pile of dust.

Indeed, it had become a dense fog in a hope ball that was the limit of hallucinations only.

However, a speck of despair is painted in the spaces of Adinda's imagination, already impatient to return home.

The solution to the wound dipped in the uncertainty of the Indonesian manager, it is very strange not to find certainty.

Struggle limit games in their eyeballs, nothing special at all.

Exuding a hollow aroma was given to the figure of a character girl, full of real struggle.

Knowing the best friend's hair is missing London noodles does not give a clear reason, further dimming the hope in slippage on the novel that has just transit in the office. Really not up to the grasp of the bule.

Indeed, he is still in Indonesia, doing a concert tour, wrong is not it if you ask for an appointment given with a thirst of relief through the door of the Indonesian manager?

Ugh. Sadly, it turns out that only the one-eye line of sight is a worthwhile struggle not playing on the beat of time, to collect things unprofitable.

If only come by offering red papers, it might be that the position of A Dreams has been in the hands of the boule while looking at the lined up every concert taking place in different places.

Honey it's all just a hallucination in get.

"Duh, drizzle oey.." Grouse Adinda while glancing towards the campus parking lot.

Indeed there are still campus friends in the room, it is finished also record the courses circled by the guardian lecturer.

"Turn back together eh?" Someone said, while urging hope through his eyeballs.

Sighs slowly and then publishes a thin smile, a sign of heeding the classmate's proposal.

After leaving do not want to stretch a lot of time, immediately pack and then do not sabat back home.

There is a desire to be in a prayer, although know still dipping the wound casually there insyaallah replace nestapa who treated nafsi.

"Awas eh?! If I knew you were staying up again!" Look sharp, make Adinda pretend to belittle fear and then shortly afterwards spit out laughter.

Slowly hitting the girl's arm, "ih.pity later your health will decline and interfere with your college as well." Sincerely.

"Haha, ready mom boss, then go back first eh? Fear of heavy rain." Chimping while chuckling slowly.

Nodding slowly. Then a small wave released the departure of his friend who had delivered until home.

Ever since he found out he was chasing a London bule, a little distracted by his mind. Expecting a little firm is very impossible, because the campus friend looks fierce and hard-hearted if in nasehati.

Desperate, so that he does not happen to a failed segment in order to wear a toga together.

Elsewhere, when entering the room quickly turn on HP.

Bentar.bentar, there is something that emanates the smell of wounds in the soul when the fingers are typing something.

"Ugh.sure?" Still clear eye cues summed up doubts.

With your hamdalah and confidence, start venturing into it.

There is something that needs to be packed well with talent in Adinda.

It might just be producing an incessant fractured smile on Harris J's face.

"Okay, I hope there's a lot of interest." Say Adinda to nafsi, clenching hands full of confidence.

For a while rest the body so as not to droop and interfere with college.

Pleasure beyond the mind can be taken care of behind, prioritize a value first then health is much more important than the beat of the play at have.

Already met the island of Kapok, when the eyeball feels heavy can no longer continue activities this afternoon.

Before returning to Sentani, stop by a forty-six thousand price range seller who found three bags of snacks.

Batagors. Which may almost every day stop by to buy to be given souvenirs after campus to home.

Good food for the girl does not get tired of buying, if it has been subject to strict reprimand from the mother there is no objection Adinda to differentiate the snacks. Bored of times? That's why it's so strict.

In the past, before the noodle-haired london bule was gone, after campus certainly did not rest there throw news with voice notes or vidio call.

Now just feel the aroma of emptiness mixed with nestapa.

No beauty has been felt since Harris J packaged all dreams given a sweet symphony.

Then..Adinda can only paint hope through fanatical fanatical bule-haired noodles.

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Your novel has been brought by Harris J to London.

If that diction were to become a reality, it would probably not open the painting room to them.

Hm, stop.

It is possible that the happiness of the character girl is embedded in JJS.

Quails. There had not been a day, already a flood of enthusiasm from them.

Indeed, he struggled again to get into the group to invite and promote any interest in participating.

Very haru.

The first time to find an appreciation even though not from their own work in pride by them, a speck of hope to be reborn through a row full of excitement there.

Slowly reply to their chat, has not stopped removing the smile of meaning on that face.

Oh, right there is one hope also want to give the rainbow adorn full diction colorful after being physical.

When routinely see them update photos or vidio, will switch on the useful thing.

Free to come throwing anger to explode into the Indonesian manager who has given a sense of despair to A Dreams, just see the novel just arrived.

It is better to concern oneself with talent than to be fixated on the nestapa nafsi.

Unknowingly, will find a symphony point whistling merrily when stopped from the nestapa segment in the self-preservation.

Adinda also understands that fans of bule hair noodles are only happy for a moment instead of chasing the precious beat every time in the collection about idols.

Oops, talking about idol diction for the girl to smile for a moment.

A year ago just below the big ben london,

Exchanging stories full of fun and warm.

"I reiterate! And keep it in mind, that what I'm after is achievement not hallucination!"

"Oh, one more thing, I made you a friend not an idol! Which deserves to be idolized not you but our prophet who will give us the Shaytah in the hereafter." Full of assertiveness when the bule is tempting if pursuing as an idol is not a friend.

Huu.the perception is very wrong.

Adinda was also amazed by the modern preaching of the bule, through the symphony unite personal wounds into kindness and peeling cruel to each other.

And, very eager to preach through the characters. Time ticks so fast, that desire is achieved in the form of A Dreams.

Honey, until now still not in the grasp of people who have motivated and succeeded in making the talent incarnate the script-based da'wah.

Even if the dream pages become two versions will not change the perception of Indonesian managers.

Is it sudden amnesia?

Mendelik very great, where might be intentional forget?

Before opening the painting room please, Adinda had routinely open the JJS room which contained a video and photo on instagram.

Simply spending wasted time does not give something valuable to yourself.

Embracing the limits of distance capitalized online group, then peeling sadly nurtured those less fortunate watch Harris J concert in person.

Adinda : Assalamualaikum, who would like to join me chat me well.

I sent that chat to them yesterday. And, now I am at fault in replying to their chat by one-on-one.

If only in terms of explaining jealousy knew there was an attractive gift for London, it might be far inversely related to knowing the fans reached out with warm enthusiasm.

Sure enough, yesterday it was impatient to pack from campus, this is already, inviting JJS to work through characters.

Indeed, JJS cried in terms of not being able to step into an idol concert, it was as a form of appreciation to Harris J.

Adinda is not like that, it gathers many ideas in the head and then poured the form of a book, still ignored, one eye.

And, how are those who defend paper not a little given to the committee just to find concert tickets? Can only get tired and wasted time standing up while cheering a hoarse perch.

Even the work in the struggle does not care about the pain in the head, still thrown so real stretched out in front of the eyeball.

Indeed, when the grain as big as green beans was dissolved wounds disappointed plus false limits of despair by the Indonesian manager in pursuit of dreams so friends, given free to fans just playing at the unfair beat.

This right! This is very annoying, when learning to sincerely embrace the wound, no matter what the wound, will not want to anymore dense fog through a real dream has already been given an offer to JJS. Trauma danced in the despair of forgetting limits.

Smiling wryly. Still deserve to be in the dipping please sit up or just know the news of the bule betambut noodles have taken the work in the fight to be in the DNA Production office?

It's possible to exist or yawn just like that in the DNA Production office.

Time is maintained in consistently inviting them to work, if there are some who cannot imagine or can be said to convey a message through writing, will patiently and slowly encourage them to work.

Absurt or not connect though, still he accepts without any rejection.

Because before becoming A Dreams the girl was also in a complicated position, in terms of self-study while reading many novels and practicing her writing. Although re-read, a little amused, absurd and a little strange.

"Haha, it could have been written that bad." Oops, suddenly Adinda chirped herself, reminded again in the days of still writing idle eliminate tired when the hours of math lessons are quite boring for him.

Nanda: What work? Do you make vidio? Or the...

Pingback,

Intan : Wah..mau follow dong kak, em...be the way, what kind of work is it?

Some are embedded in the memory of Adinda. A chat that caught his attention.

Smile and then type something..

Adinda : Works in the form of poetry, short stories or cerbung. You can choose all three can also take all.

Can I be honest? When the paragraphs are short of how the heart of Adinda, very mixed with worry where the lecture needs consistent defense plus the edited shoots should not chase time.

There are some protests and complains, because they cannot or are good at imagining smoothly. Even there are impatient to send their work, pent-up talent is never needed.

Adinda still constantly flow motivation so that those who can not write into work.

Why did you survive the wound? The other side needs motivation when your dream is left behind, just give a painting hope to us.

Found a chat from one of the JJS, very intense exactly in the heart, pain mixed with permanent wounds through diction.

Who else if not the person who first photographed the real struggle of the girl, when others jostled to watch the concert tour bule in Indonesia, Adinda actually waited for certainty of the productive results of talent through the ball of script. Which is just the limit up and the exfoliating behind forget.

Sure enough, JJS one is very curious why can give one space asa while nafsi requires motivation to not fall asleep in the wound solution increasingly swollen frenetic in the rhyme.

Adinda just smiled wryly. While occasionally cursing his kindness embrace them all.

Nanda Mulyaning, who always holds the nestapa online, already knows exactly will find a bitter surprise. While the chat has not been responded, the character girl just continues to sigh heavily.

"Sorry, sorry, deck." Mumbled Adinda, a little frustrated, confused about what to answer.

Nanda will continue to send the question if it has not been answered as he wishes.

Hm. Instead of ignoring the female chat, decide in response very clearly and concisely.

Adinda: They may have been the best bidder when the sister novel had not yet reached Harris J.

Minutes of walking time, felt a long time to get a response back from Nanda.

Adinda just simply smiled and then returned to the group that he had made a few weeks ago. []