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LET'S MISS WHO FIRST FOUND THIS SYUGERR STORY?
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"God, Vio. I know what's best for our paper, just hand over everything is the same me, let me take care of it."
A Viola Oksana was very adamant to take over the task of the paper which three days ago was given by professor Maxcel. Meanwhile, a Nayla Kayana is not satisfied if she is not the one who is working on the paper itself is clearly not going to give Viola permission. They are indeed in groups, but the competition to be the prima donna of the campus becomes a barrier between them.
"What do you say! Just fine, I know your cunning thoughts, Nay.lo will certainly praise yourself and nebar to everyone if your own paper that ngerjain." There was a rough snort of breath across there. Nayla giggles and smothers her mouth, trying to keep Viola the perfect girl in all of those things from hearing her giggles.
"Lo has won many awards. You should not be too selfish, let me just do this paper that fuss, instead lo I'm sorry."
"Curtain! I don't need to be sorry about Si4lan! Do you know how I am? I'm a man who's never satisfied in everything, I'm a vampire macem who's eyeing blood again and again."
Nayla was eager to slam Viola's unfiltered mouth. Viola always spoke at will, then took a comparison that was able to make Nayla die of lice. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Nayla took off the red bandana on top of her head and laid her body in a sideways position.
"Gue who worked for three months, and obviously I won't give you for free!"
"That's because you didn't tell me. Professor Maxcel also wants us to not only. But, you even tease the professor so that only you are nervous." Viola's voice was rising. Nayla knew clearly if Viola was very upset, or maybe very angry.
The paper was assigned to them. Nayla and Viola have been friends since Junior High, as both have bright and brilliant brains Nayla and Viola are no longer friends, but rather enemies who have great ambitions to take each other down. Every day on campus all they do is compete, climb popularity to be respected by many campus residents. They play beautiful and graceful because, they get that popularity through the Olympics and the GPA is almost perfect in every semester.
Before reading this story further, you better know first who the main character is. Her name is Nayla Kayana; age 19, a business management student at a renowned private faculty in this elite city and also a 4.0 consecutive GPA winner, the pride of the lecturers and have a very bright future. Well, he is still in the fourth semester but, some big and famous companies have offered contracts that take place after he graduates later. And, of course, that applies also to his enemy's best friend, Viola Oksana.
Nayla's hand was stretched out to turn off the room lights. He comes from a simple family but, thanks to the side work he has been doing can support his family from primary to secondary and hopefully soon to become tertiary.
In fact, Nayla was able to rent her own apartment without the knowledge of her family in the village. Nayla has been sleeping on a soft mattress for a week and feels good to be a rich man, want anything will be available even though quiet often alight because of solitude.
Brak!
Whatisit?
The net that just wanted to be closed suddenly opened because, the sound of the door pushing too hard made him surprised. "What, tuh? His voice came from outside," he murmured as small as possible.
From outside?
Holy hooch! Nayla just remembered, if the door of the apartment has not been locked after buying some kind of food outside. So, the sound came from the door of his apartment? But who? What would he want to do nights like this.
"Now what time is it, Dad?" Grabbing the phone that Nayla had thrown away carelessly after the phone with Viola was cut off, the net was shocked after knowing what time it was. "One early morning, and I forgot the door? There's no criminals in the apartment, huh?"
Be aware. Nayla moved into this apartment not long ago so, still very scared and not knowing the life of the rich.
Fearingly Nayla stepped on the door of her closed room, not forgetting to grab a broom nearby and hold it tight as the weapon that decided her fate tonight. In Nayla's heart kept praying, may she not be a bad person.
Hearing that frustrated groan Nayla immediately opened the door of the room wide. Surprised because a tall, white-clothed and not-so-white-skinned man was groaning while tightly gripping his head. But what Nayla didn't understand, why did that frustrated guy break into her apartment?
Brugh!
Accidentally the broom in Nayla's hand fell to the point of making a loud enough sound, the guy turned his head towards her, his sharp black irises tangling with Nayla's withered brown irises. Understandably, Nayla was already sleepy from earlier, but this guy came and messed up her sleep.
"Who are you?" ask Nayla, dare.
The guy stood up straight. Nayla looked into the guy's eyes once again, there was a raging anger there, a rage capable of provoking adrenaline to get away from the word positive. Nayla can guess, if the man had just gone through difficult times in his life and then returned trapped and finally depressed. But again why should the apartment be entered?
"Why are you so evil as Agatha? What's my fault? I've even sacrificed a lot for you but you even feel like my useless trash."
He's a frustrated monologue. His thin lips sizzled before carving a terrible grin. Nayla still did not understand when the name 'Agatha' that handsome guy mentioned, who is Agatha? And what does that woman have to do with her. Nayla gulped nervously as the handsome guy stepped forward, eroding the distance between them.
Nayla admitted that the man's face was handsome and charming but still unable to make a Nayla Kayana interested let alone at first sight. Holding the broom tightly, Nayla returned the blushing gaze of the boy's eyes, not from the glaze but, another 'something.
"Did you enter my apartment? And who is Agatha? I don't know. So please, you leave my apartment now." Nayla's voice was still calm. However, when the long legs of the guy again eroded the distance when Nayla also realized if conditions like this are very bad.
"Gue won't let you escape Agatha again!" His voice was high and sounded very scary.
Nayla held a broom in her hand nimbly until the man's steps came to a halt.
"Gue will not hesitate to hit, if you dare to take another step! I don't know who Agatha is, let alone you. So, please leave now."
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