Jealous of Being Autumnous

Chapter 19's

Through the last surah-aurah hurl, and this time I recite the Qur'an 30 juz in 2 months. As always, I'm so happy it keeps me motivated to keep adding more in the months ahead. Still carried away, when childhood, which was the first time khatam. I'm so proud to be like that, and it's happening again. Mother who is usually ordinary, now makes yellow pulp . This is what makes me excited to keep chasing so many khatams. Although this memorization is still on the verge of goodness, it never recovers.

After that, open the window. The clouds were still dark, I looked at the beautiful dawn with the moonlight, and breathed in the morning air that really would be a pleasure this time.

"Darling... Take this to school, love your friends!" Mother's orders will be me.

""Good mother. Oh yeah, mommy packs one very special huh bun! You see, for Dwi, later after school Zahra wants to go to the hospital to see him."

"Ok well," The look on those lazy eyes.

"Sama Rahul is gone! Don't be alone. Be careful if you're not the same, Rahul, you won't allow you!" Ketus.

"Good bun." I said lazy.

Right now I am also giving what became trust earlier. Give this yellow pulp to classmates. From there I got someone to accept it with a sweet smile, and there was also by rejecting it raw. Not many of them were rude to me. Yes, they still really don't like this difference. Yep! This hijab is the material of such obscure babble.

From here is a bad sign. They are wasting people's gifts. Is this one of the mother's dishes that are less tasty or... Forget it the most important they are the ones who do not appreciate the gift of people. As long as it is still being acted on I will just get out of the room, and enjoy the beautiful sky again. Again, I'm not taking him to school.

"You again!" He was in front of me with that innocent face.

"Call her name be Zahra Afifah no?!"

"Oh, I'm on my own are you looking for me?"

"This is said Mrs Heuonyung I met you, about this research. At least we can cooperate in terms of scientific papers."

"Oh, yes you can. But after the test, how?"

"By it, ok I'll see you later."

"Wait..." I see there's still one more pulp in my hand.

"Yes, I."

"This is for you, my mother told me to share one class and there were more. Take it!"

"Thanks." -." That sweet word.

It is not really similar to... Why am I so stupid. There's no way he's here. After all, it's not much of his business other than coming here, and what he's learning back for, instead he should have ended it. This head is just dizzy. And I'd better come back with that black pen on a piece of paper. Make this free time elaborated by beautiful and beautiful words.

The school hours have arrived. It was like the rain was going to fall. I will remain in the hospital this time, and with unceremonious determination continue to step in front of the fence. Rahul was waiting for me with a rain coat in the inner seat, he had prepared, but as usual I would not wear it, I want that rainwater to wash over this body.

That is, before the road to the place where the rain had washed over us, Brother Rahul deftly protected me from the rain with his hand. I threw out his hand that was blocking the rain from hitting me right now, I want to enjoy this heavy rain even more. He smiled and joined me to enjoy it. I headed to the hospital this time.

When he arrived at the hospital, he still did not know me. Including his mother who from yesterday continues to wait for his recovery, now I still give that special pulp, only for him. He looked at me sharply, and after that ducked down, opened the parcel and bribed it slowly. I'm feeling a strange thing right now, but what? Something is awkward here, presumably. I've forgotten this, just a bad feeling.

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A week has been missed. I can't wait to go to school today, because he's back to what he used to be. Yep! He is back to study with us this time. I walked down the corridor, bringing her favorite vanilla ice cream. Presumably he would be caught off guard by seeing this, and take it very deftly. He will not refuse for sure, and this is not his favorite that every day he bought in the cafeteria. And don't forget I gave him a bag of apples, this is his favorite fruit, too, right?

What's this! The woman approached him again. He looked at me at the end but in fact he received both gifts from the beautiful and white woman. They looked very familiar, and finally the woman left the place, and gave kiss bye to him. So disgusting!

I approached him, gave him this parcel. He looked at me very sharply. My mistake this time, he threw all the parcels out of my grasp. Pain in my mind. What's wrong with all this, not all of this his favorite. So, what happened to him this time. It's okay that he doesn't know me, but what's my fault with giving me this parcel. Does he not like this anymore? Because he has lost his memory of everything. This is not the time, and I sat limply in my seat without looking at that face again. Let it! Still in the period of remembering something he had felt so far.

Right now he's peeling a back there. And why he didn't want the parcel just now. Do you like it with that fruit? It becomes a big question, and in the rest of it is a box of vanilla ice cream! It's very suspicious.

"You are wrong! I don't want anything from you! Who the hell are you organizing my life?" That very firm word.

"I'm your friend Wi," These tears started to wet my cheeks.

"Friends? I don't want to have friends like you!" He left the place.

I was so resigned, he did not remember my friendship with him at all. He hates me so much now. Whatisthis? I won't let the memories with him just disappear. The woman will snatch Dwi by an unspecified time. Today makes evidence that Dwi will remember me again, without a single crack. Just look, this will be proof that I have a dark night, the time will come by displaying a bright light emitting its rays in front of the leaders.

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Tonight I reopen enough with something that made me hypnotized once by him. I opened the notes related to him. This question mark will be answered. Yep! She was the same as the person I knew, but for the past I had not met her at all, but this was what I was waiting for her presence.

"Why deck?"

"Nothing!" I hid it in the back.

"What'sthis? You still like your bias back again this time!" His eyes were round, and it was as if the ban was coming back.

"No brother! I'm just confused by one of the men I've met recently."

"Who is he? Your friend isn't he?" He immediately asked.

"No, in just this cute guy and the end of it yeah, meet normal. The face is the same as her." I pointed at the photo I had hidden.

"That means you still remember your bias, right?"

"No brother!" I hit her shoulder slowly too.

I never thought those eyes would ever be the same as anyone else but her. I can really tell the difference, and liken people to such a face. From here there's something unanswered already tomorrow I'll ask him about all this. We have a project with him anyway.

I've made the journal and lived a little added by him with the knowledge of the research he did. Halfway through this journey, I quietly asked about him. Yep! His name is none other than Kim Taesoon. I think his name is Kim Taehyung, forget this is a sign. Getting closer to my thoughts about this child. Yes, he looks a lot like Taehyung BTS. Is it wrong to think like this? I can only think of it myself, without involving anyone else out there. And if it's true that it's what I'm talking about maybe this time my heart is beating really fast. But... Hm... There is no way this child is it!

We did it deftly, and the hand was deftly typing my eyes hypnotized presumably. Although like that, finished this journal in 2 days as well. Waw... I can't seem to. It has been merged with mine which can only be 3 pages. That was 1 week I worked on it. But deftly he, can it in 2 days 16 pages it's just the content. He is like a robot, who does not know tired in the slightest. I salute him.

Collect the work this time. I consider this a very important effort to follow. He is not tired, and wants to be finished quickly. I really salute this time. I will try my best this time, so that this victory is within my grasp with him. So, this is what is called effort and tawakkal that really need to be imitated by people out there. I can only make the most of it this time, and cannot be like him who is steadfast in all of this. I'll try as I can my friend!

Unintentionally. The glasses were released by him. Huh! I don't dream, is this really him. My heart began to work unstable, and I was transfixed helplessly. My eyes only looked at him with round eyes and this mouth gaped as soon as he removed his glasses in a cool-looking style from that face.

"Why Ra?" Tanyanya has not had time to disperse my daydream this time.

"Ra, answer me!" He put those glasses back on.

"Aha, mianhae Taehyung,"

"T... Taehyung? You s... Already know?"

"Aren't you Taehyung BTS?" I scream uncontrollably.

"Shhtt... Quiet down!" He's smothering my mouth.

Whatisthis? He's right my bias. I'm not dreaming. Yep! I'm not wrong, with eyes still on my mind. This question is answered. And this time I was really impressed. Is he close to me? I've been on the verge of high-level hallucinations. I didn't believe it before. This time it was proven that he was Taehyung, which actually this time I was not like before rather who loved his own bias too much. Buty? What the hell is he doing here?