Ikanoids

Irresistible

“Bersitatap on kapok, the limit gives a tight area, why only the wound in tawari universa?”

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Instead of boring waiting for asdos to enter the lab, it is better to spend time continuing the task later in the afternoon just collected.

"Beh.candidates programmers nih. Your fingers are so frisky, Din." Decak marvel kakting, Devo.

Hid. Know where the direction of the conversation is, not praise but drop because accompanied by triviality.

I have always failed to achieve in school. Not new when you hear the intonation of the elevate but actually wrapped in ridicule.

Heh. Now the atmosphere in different forces is awkward yak. Since Ika insecure was more prioritizing a heartless friend than a sincere self-friend but in a stab from behind, making nafsi as a figure only in their eyes.

Plus Nava who is too fond of cutting down the brains of friends mixed with drama, already.girls limit sit alone talk in class.

Even though the four had agreed to pick up a toga hat without crawling past the course, it was wrong.

They leave and believe more hoax talk than people during this give sincerity.

"Din, what else?" Ika approaching.

Oh, it turned out to have arrived while waiting for Asdos to come in the lab.

"For the revision of the JJS story," do not know why there is a bitter intonation.

Is it because the sks problem is not taken?

Very obviously disappointed, what was their semester money paid? No. kan.

I also want the same KP contract. It was very eager to trigger that sentence, but unfortunately it did not have the power to throw it.

Kan, it's been kept away because Nava made drama in class, why should I be afraid again anyway?

If they were both on the side of the girl as well as the same vocational campus, most likely would approach their class, such as when sitting on a white gray bench.

"Seriously, Din! If you go to college next year, I'll help you with what's hard!" Take a break of a few seconds, then look at the honai ceiling on campus, "hm. computer majors eh, Din? Ah, it's okay, later I try to help work if you think something is difficult."

The diction-diction bandages so sweetly, dear they are not on the side. But allowing yourself to embrace crying is also a hassle alone.

"Din, you want to come in for a little karokean?" I put the girl out of the daydream.

"Eh? How's it?"

Replied bengong dong from a confidant friend.

Then repeat the question, "come on, not a singing hobby. You guys just leave already?" Refuse subtly.

After studying in the lab, they went down to the cafeteria.

"Why? Still angry about the credits I didn't take, right?"

Please, don't talk about it anymore, what the hell?! It was clearly disappointed and angry, wear asked everything.

Not that it is in Adinda's head but trying to make JJS work without having to take the rights of others without permission.

Bluffing without having to give an explanation why with him is not excited.

"Sorry.."

Uh, again and again hearing something there should be no repetition if the matkul in the row of Adinda crs does not change at all.

If the word sorry can restore the situation and the miracle given, it is likely that not friends are restless in the coming months will see them take to the field but rather happy to be able to join in crowded to finish college.

And, all that delusional limits doang.

Not only messy courses that become a burden of thought but the behavior of JJS is very outrageous to take a creativity without permission.

Well. Some of the JJS there are who are supportive but right, at least struggling with the impossibility is very difficult, why is it so relaxing to take so forced the vidio, huh?!

Ika glanced at the girl holding back her emotions, "why? Din, if your hobby is ruining your future process, you better focus on college. Pity your money for waste, if there's any more matkul error?"

Very attentive even though he realized he had made a mistake, Adinda can appreciate it.

"Irresistible." Tetiba came up with one sentence, which was quite heartbreaking Adinda.

Ika frowned, astonished mixed confused by that one sentence.

While looking at the works sent from JJS via chatroom chat whatsapp.

"There's nothing wrong with that, how did you say that?"

Heh. It turns out that even trust friends are as close as pulse on campus, it does not guarantee in understanding the contents of Adinda's heart at this time.

"Oh, stop. If I explain it too, surely you're still confused, aren't you?" Then Adinda also wasted a tired breath.

Where is Gessa?

London noodle hair is also no news at all, since fishaide was loudest by phone free whatsapp, nihil found a sweet diction again except crying themselves.

If only this time offset the mind and hobby, certainly Harris J rampage again.

Then .. Project also scorched holiday tickets to london.

Hah.kzel bye! Grouse Adinda in the Inner.

Varinta until this moment has not told or sorry. Should the victim come to say hello?

Why are female hijabers found through the sosmed so selfish? Precisely saying Adinda is more concerned with his wishes.

Hey .. Is it less than sincere sacrifice of friends while eating in Texas, talking about something that the woman had long craved?

Celebrating a birthday even at the age of eighteen, maybe Adinda can make her best friend's dream can taste a sweet symphony on her special day.

Ever, "why eh? Rinta thinks I'm selfish? Though after all, what he wanted me to secretly help included uniting the bonds of his mother who is rarely affectionate, now it is realized that the first child needs his affection." Adinda held out a sense of protest to Gessa.

"Hm, that's right, Din. But there is no harm either, if you help him get close to his parents, just pray for the best, hopefully he changes. Know for yourself, if he's just the first time in love attention like his parents."

Oh my gosh, the girl cursed herself, looking at the two wild-goal eyeballs bitterly.

Excuse me..Gessa, Adinda inward.

Now he is busy looking at the flat object. Already awakened from the daydream of a conversation with his best friend who slipped away somewhere.

Hoping for Gessa to call, but nothing.

So quiet.

Who usually come home from campus there are people giving a plop room, the laughter now turns cold not as warm as it used to be.

Harris J is changing.

Does the noodle hair do not like the surprise given an anthology that is compiled from JJS, the flower of hope as well as the family of both?

Just remember Adinda wanted to talk about the problem of noodle hair, but diundo.

"Din, remember one thing.don't tell me about Harris J's real number even your own college friend." Gessa ever warned.

Don't know because of what?

"Shadiqaka man shadaqaka laa man shaddaqaka¹. Thanks for making me a friend in spelling out his jannah." Diksi is so sweet.

Now there's no news at all. Basis.hair noodles unsettling.

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Before going to the cafeteria, Ika glanced at the laptop ..

Aksara for Harris J

Dreams need great surprises and sorrow dishes when it becomes a beautiful rainbow.

The Gift for Harris J

The JJS Ina

"Remember, don't focus too much on your hobbies. As much as possible to match the two eh, Din?" Ika advised.

Ok. Currently he is trying to be one step away from bringing the wings of JJS closer in holding the idol's two eyeballs through their anthology.

Some of their work followed in the group, pursuing a collection deadline.

Simply smile. Very enthusiastic without forcing.

Intan Widiya and Dita Fitri, has a fairly time-consuming work owned by Adinda.

It's okay. As if you should be able to cover everything without having to be wasted or missed into one beautiful cover, then thrust into the hair of annoying noodles.

Okay JJs, I'll select your works well.

Why send that chat in a group, there are desir-desir not wearing produced anyway?

Pity those who have just learned to write but their work is not included in the book.

But, it gets a sweet response from them further expand the importance to publish without the need for story selection because their work deserves to be published as well.

As one of the inspirations for them in the future in order to work alone, without having to steal the ideas of these several months in channeling the character girl to them.

Duh, I'm afraid my work isn't welcome, man,

Aye right. I feel the same way, Jey.

My poetry must not be accepted, because it's ugly.

Adinda read a series of pessimistic chat, returning about the memoir of the first time creating A Dreams aimed at removing idols and fans but friends spell jannah.

Portrait of real struggle stretched tears, it turns out to bring the character girl at the unexpected meeting door with the figure of a friend who is now out of nowhere the friendly segment slipped away?

Oh be the way, the alternative taken here is to make JJS learn the revision of their story as best as possible, even though there will be something absurd, Adinda will automatically intervene to help beautify their diction.

Even though he himself is still learning.

And, if only I had not been challenged by Harris J, it might be possible to discuss the meet and greet event and then give a dinner ticket without any time restrictions with Harris J.

"Unfortunately you are angry, how do you want to share the event try?" Adinda's complaining of having her own dialogue in the room.

Glancing at the minutes of ticking in the clock, both Adinda's eyeballs were closed.

Drrt..Drrt., jd..,

Duh, very disturbing, is it not presumptuous to interfere with his current time?

Niente. There was no response from him at all.

Heh. Wasting tired breath, it is better to narrow the sense of confidence.

Wait, there's a call from the same number, too,

"Hallo's? This is Asthma Nadia?” Said Adinda, with a groggy intonation. Afraid of wrong people.

"Yes dear. Who is this with? Maad, you were watching Barenh at the cinema. Here again take the call back to you."

Uh..really not lying or setting?! That's the voice of Asma Nadia!

Famous writer who greatly admired each of his works produced into print.

Without warning, the girl also confided in a dream that ended tragically.

“Dear, who is this with? Sorry, Mommy just watched together at the cinema. This again take the phone time back to you.” Answer it warmly.

With heart full of joy, “Oh I Adinda, bun.”

Then there Adinda confided about her dream that ended tragically. Nothing but hurt and disappointment.

Ups, bentar.bentar, before venting about the dream, the mother had shared about writing tips also wake up the mood when breaking down in the middle of the road.

It's very helpful, but what's disturbing on the sidelines he explained writing tips is the dream of an instant novel not brought back Harris J to London.

Huh .. Substantial.

Shitty, right?!

This is not the first time, but the premiere of Harris J through the draft novel, found behind the island kapuk after that in the clap of reality with a delusional cup.

Right enough. Chat cool with mother limit dream doang.

Huee.nyesek once.

Is it because you are too impatient to think about the work of JJS as a book? So, dreaming of a famous writer?

Ok. At least in a dream a little relieved, can take the time to vent even though it is not real.

As always. Vibrant blanketed Qoutes created in whatsapp layout that made status tonight.

Brother, don't cry dong. If you are sad, who will help you become a book?

How do you know anyway? Adinda asked in her mind.

Though the story limit without dimbului vent.

Ah, Nanda is indeed one of the best online sisters to guess the contents of the girl's heart and mind.

Sis, don't cry, we make books together and send them to London.

Not yet open chat Nanda already there is a second reply from Intan.

If Harris J is not in a violent phase, it is possible that their anthology is made with great pleasure without being shaken by anxiety.

And, certainly Adinda will tell some of JJS who have supported the process of Aksara for Harris J so physical to the hair of the London noodles. []

Notes :

¹Shadiqaka man shadaqaka laa man shaddaqaka \= Your true friend is the one who is always honest (if wrongly reminded), not the one who always justifies you.