Ikanoids

Ikanoids

"Please.don't invite saying goodbye, why is it too important to be angry when talking without reason?"

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Banjarmasin is the most record-breaking JJS destination to watch a london bule concert.

Indeed, the concert tour has passed, but why make Adinda's chest tight?

Envy mixed with jealousy with their cohesiveness is so real. Not because it can swing the steps to watch, but rather slice photographing a class of information systems melding no love left.

Heh. Does Harris J know you're in college? When the work is stopped because the traitor is damaged and turned to mind?

Shake, "not at all." Mumbled Adinda herself.

Why the hell should be jealous with a pure GPA found not the brain of friends?

Should we still maintain the tradition of bullying in the classroom?

Very urgent-chested, when knowing the facts rushes very bitterly through the two-faced frame of them.

Nava who broke hope to find laughter is often maintained when arriving at campus.

Harris J also still no news of JJS that has been collected in the authorship group, suddenly disappeared slowly, to tell a few there.

"Dina.." Ika called, there was an intonation hanging, very hesitant to interfere with fear.

Enough to make Adinda frown, confused, what makes a confidant afraid to say something to himself?

"Don't get mad eh?"

Very happy with my attitude this morning.

"Why?" Urge Adinda impatiently.

"I don't take it you've got a matkul variable."

Deg. There are vibrations printed on Adinda's face, indeed this has entered the fifth semester, but must it be in trouble again in the second semester?

The intended variable is the matkul that was contracted from the results of last semester's gpa. If the student's gpa reaches 24 credits, the highest, can be the top matkul contract. But, if there is a matkul under the error is required to prioritize the matkul error and if there is a remainder of the number of credits, can take the matkul above.

And, it's been in two weeks of active lectures. It is certainly not able to take care of anymore in the academic section.

Some of the wrong yak Nava has rattled people's lives with him who is wrong when in fact not the girl. Just to cover up your mistakes. Therefore Nava was selfish to this extent.

Still attached to the mistake in the second semester, the look of intimidation even though covered in laughter is still read by both the look in Adinda's eyes.

If you still have a grudge, why play?

Oh right too, "Din, they're playing because of your money." Vero commented.

He also did not dodge if the friends of the limit utilizing from his money is not sincere.

If two weeks are not used lying weakly on the mattress, it is likely not to ask for help from friends who have hurt the price of trust.

“When your heart has too much hope in someone, God has placed on you the pain of hope, so that you may know that God is very jealous of those who wish besides Him. So Allah prevents you from doing so that you may return to hope in Him.” - Imam Shafi'i-i

The most hated thing was their closure of the matkul problem.

"Next time don't give hope if you can't help."

Very disappointed with my own confidant.

"Why?" Yanti nudged the woman's arm.

"The wrong one." Say it as it is.

"Because?" Why is it getting smaller anyway?

So nauseating. Why when there is a tempest like this a matter of mind, there must be involvement of hands and mouth just curious continue to expand the ugly story to others.

Heh. Exhaling very tired, the temples slightly held back the emotions that almost burst out that day as well. It is better to go from the front of their face especially a confidant.

Ika realized that this one friend was just looking for a gap to reveal the problems of both of them.

"No. There's just a little problem with Dinda." I'm just gonna blow this off, just to cover up her wrong feelings.

As for the girl, preparing to wear a helmet, along with her two newly arrived friends, "where are you going, Din?" Marthin frowned on Irja's motor.

"Back home!" Ketus Adinda's.

Welcomed with a great gawking expression dong, while college has not started to play home.

Adinda feels very tight. Really hurt the criss line repeatedly without change.

Thinking that holding together while embracing a limped mind without having to leave friends alone lamenting failure cannot compensate for the action of their actions.

But, why did this morning find the information so shocking mixed with annoyance, friends trust themselves hurt hope to be able to fight toga together?

Crying is not the best way to find a solution.

Bismillah, hit the free call button on whatsapp.

"Assalamualaikum, why deck?"

Simply listening to Lefan's voice just relaxes the heart that had been depressed alone.

"Dec? Why silence?"

There was no response yet, only the roar of breath was heard.

"If there is a problem, story. Don't be a snitch yourself."

"Hiks..Brother, my college is a mess." It finally came too.

"You're college deck? How come you don't know you're in college, not work? Or work in college?"

The pain is still in the heart. About sks is unfortunate wasted.

If only I knew Ika could not be trusted and helped completely, maybe struggling to take care of everything even though the pain tried not to make obstacles.

Sand once sks that wasted.

"Include force 2016. Sis, kok is sick, my own confidant friend howl half a gini." Still sounds bitter.

Bruntung has an older brother who is not only bawel, ngeselin but gives a reminder about the afterlife. Because it is true, it is very easy for Him to find things impossible.

"So, you know that my brain portion is not as smart as the kids out there, even though trying as hard as anything, the results remain the same." Adinda while dragging the KRS on the mattress, grimacing.

"The idea is clever, the proof can be a novel for Harris J. It's even in the English version." Take a three-second pause, "remember, deck, not everyone can in all areas. It could be that those who are smart in academia are not necessarily mastered in non-academic. Try to get those who take home a lot of primer one to write a novel? It can't be, can it? So, each person has been given his own line of privilege."

Smart for a novel, proud? The girl's lips are inwardly, still not sincerely sks are wasted can not contract matkul error in the lower semester.

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Highlight the eyes full of warm symphonies, turning furious long before Lefan first thrust the letter behind it under the pillow of the character girl.

Once the nanar know the fact has been hidden his action girl friend during this news.

"I don't think you should talk about that problem especially why you can disappear and just love vidio thanks to him."

Ah, right too. Bully-clad eyes turned soft when reminded by vidio thanks only after it went to meet the invitation of a concert in America.

"This is Dinda's number, but one thing you should know, don't make her cry anymore. Okay?"

Not even nodding shook his head just displaying a flat face.

"Thanks. Then what would you like to eat? Let me do the deal." Harris J said.

Bizarrely, "let brother who this time treat ade, have we not met for a long time?" Take a pause, "if you meet, you must always treat."

A smile rises.

They are currently sitting at the favorite restaurant Restaurant Nandos Jl. Upper Tooting. 224-226 London SW177EW is the focal point for discussion and casual conversation.

Nandos is London noodle hair's favorite food.

"Aren't you going to try Nandos' food?" Harris said, offering.

One eyebrow raised, "Nandos? What food is that, deck? Brother just heard." Lefan's confused.

Faces adorned with fluffy smiles then said that it was the best food Harris J had ever encountered and always missed the scent during a concert outside London.

"Can. Brother the message is already." Breakup Lefan.

While the food was made again, they again discussed about Adinda, the dream was not considered, the news was lost, the messy mind, especially JJS, which was embraced for free alone.

"Why is he so stubborn?! You know, if he thinks hard, he'll make his head hurt."

"Hm. I know that." Lefan just relaxed.

"Sister didn't ban him?" Greg Harris J.

Hold on, "actually you don't care about the girl's health and dreams?"

Ah, right also, this has always been a disturbing content of the head of Harris J.

Long before Lefan told me the anthology issue was being made by Adinda alone, first know from the flowers of hope.

Enough for him to lose news for a moment so that he can focus on rest, but one other fact knows he's in college and messy, further channeling that anger.

Evening arrived, after having met the other day with Lefan there was one desire to be conveyed firmly to the character girl.

"Assynolajet. How are you?"

This months-long sound in longing finally caught the earlobe again.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Relax again, why?"

"Is there a problem with your college? Why don't you tell me you're not working?"

Huh huh? Don't laugh, can't you? Where the hell is that bule of noodle hair?

As if he asked the news of mind, it was confirmed Lefan who delivered it.

Duh, why also know the mind is neglected gini?

"Em.sorry well, you don't seem to have the right to ask me about college."

There was no response other than a regular roar of breath heard over the phone via whatsapp.

Actually nyesek himself, know bule london so far in search after a visit again not the beauty thing in tawari but keki.

"If you are serious about the dream, focus on your studies and God willing next year if your grades change, I give you a holiday ticket here. How's it?" Cerocos Harris J's.

Is this really what Adinda listened to, after saying no news after crying so much in the room, because the novel was not brought home?

After coming waving a cruel-clad intonation?

Is it fair to compensate for a mind while all feels complained to be rearranged?

"The character girl I met one year ago, it's not like this. If it's still self-dzolimi, I'd better go."

Deg. The voice did not sound playful unless the seriousness was overstated.

"Harris..Ikanacid.." Lirih Adinda's.

"If you go, how do I create beautiful poetry in my imaginary destination?" Imbuh that character girl, very upset.

"I've decided that you don't focus on your studies. I'd better go, oh one more thing, your novel I won't ask you if you're still torturing yourself." Full of decisiveness and emphasis in words from Harris J.

Confused mixed up. Where does that fear come from?

Harris J utters a word that knows JJS's dream through anthology.

No.no! Adinda shook her head with all her might, erasing all those fears in her mind.

"If you come only for me to cry, it is better not to tell!" Anger exploded immediately shut off the connection.

Adinda did not think of a place to share the story while singing the melody through a beautiful created diction just met just give a flutter so concentrated, heartless nanar.

Ok fine, indeed before Harris J lost the news to complain of frequent headaches. Because focusing on the nulis until you forget time.

But what rights are lost months after it comes tucking in the wound?

Instead of asking the good news of the mind just give anger and invite a punch? []