
Target already translucent💙 time UP🔥
Lately I've been worried about where to write, here's what Wattp4d is. You see, the policy here is not sikron in my opinion😭, want to move just feel but you are all here, how dong:(
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"COLLECT EVERYTHING!"
Raka yelled, still dragging Nayla. His shout invited more and more campus residents to gather, approach, and follow behind them.
Nayla tries to take off Raka's grip but is too strong to make it difficult. He looked back, staring resignedly at the swarm of female students who threw him a roll of paper.
"Where are you taking me, huh?" she screamed but Raka was as if deaf, dragging her even harder making her stumble several times. Nayla grimaced, looking at Raka with a cruel highlight.
This guy has too little heart. "My legs are sick!" Nayla grimaced hoping that one or two people would defend her. Help him escape and escape from Raka. "RAKA, STOP. YOU'LL BE NYSEL FOR THE REST OF MY GINININ IDUP!"
Raka jerked her hand hard enough to make Nayla fall into the field. Emotions bubbling in his chest made him unable to think clearly to encourage Nayla did not leave a little pity.
His actions were further provoking a commotion. There was also Viola who broke through the crowd with Morgan, he wanted to help Nayla but Morgan always blocked her on the grounds 'Raka looks very angry, it would be very dangerous to interfere with his affairs this time'
"Remember what you said?"
The low voice made Nayla wake up, she immediately stood up, staring back at the dark iris that was panicking her in anger. He knew, he failed to prove the truth again, his pride fell back to the bottom of the rest. After this, Nayla will strengthen the mind to face increasingly spicy scorn.
"Hm, I remember," replied Nayla.
Raka screeches. "Prove now!"
Nayla stunned.
"Why? Embarrassed? I think you've broken up embarrassed veins," Raka scorned invite a lot of laughter on the air. Raka softened her facial mimic, not as angry as before but still her scheming thoughts to humiliate Nayla were realized. "Prove your words now Nayla Kayana. You are wrong, not only wrong but have dared to slander two people who mean in my life. First ... My girlfriend Agatha, second ... my best friend!"
"Friend?" para Nayla does not believe. "Lo has betrayed two Raka people, sooner or later they will go to unloading," his mind.
Although the relationship between Raka and Gino is sometimes not good between them there is still a 'friendship' bond'. Raka understands Gino's cold character despite his occasional emotions if ignored. Their relationship is reciprocal, conflicts often occur that is something natural.
Raka swept through the crowd, smiled pettyly and shouted, "READY YOUR HP, RECORD NIH GIRL." Which campus residents simultaneously follow his orders. "Lo sing now, I don't care what lo vales sound or what!"
Nayla silence. Not spitting out a word and his gaze fell on the rebellious Viola from Morgan, both of his hands clasped tightly by the guy. Nayla now swept a glance and found the smiling figure of Agatha among the crowd, a triumphant smile.
"Singing sprawl!" raka's word absolute. However, this short-haired girl in front of him was just silent. "LO! here spiel!" Raka called out to a cupu student who was grasping a cold cup latte.
Nayla's forehead shriveled as she saw Agatha raising a call in which her expression instantly changed, Nayla was convinced that it was important info. As Agatha exited the crowd Nayla wanted to chase but Raka realized and re-gripped her.
"Please! I have some business," he furiously tried to take off Raka's hand with both hands. "It's important, let alone," he asked again. Nayla turned to where Agatha was, her shoulders slumped when she saw no more traces of Agatha.
"Where are you going, huh? Want to escape punishment? Can't!" sharp, Nayla wanted to protest but Raka first poured cold liquid into her body. "It's a reply because you're old," he press carved a smirk.
His body was as if numb as the cold liquid fell onto the surface of his skin. Nayla did not rebel anymore, she lowered her head, minimizing the pain caused by Raka. "Yes." Nayla's voice trembled, she looked up to reveal her iris to Raka. "Look at my eyes, I'm sure you're not that stupid to not believe everything I say."
"I should be the one who is angry, I'm the one who is permaluin lo in public, I have the right to apply this to you. I'm the victim, my self-esteem's ruined, but ... I'm trying to help you know the truth. I'm so stupid." Nayla cursed, hitting her own head even harder.
"NAYLA!" viola shouted, he was trying to get away from Morgan. "Please Morgan! If you don't let me go, I promise I'll hate you for life, I don't want to see you again!" snapped and succeeded, Morgan immediately let go.
"Lo thought I'd falter after seeing those crocodile tears?" Raka laughed sarcastically. "Lo's wrong, my jutsru's getting to ruin your life!" press it.
"Day!"
Nayla turned to Viola who was running towards her. Nayla shook her head slowly hinting for Viola to stop. "Gue will proof my speech, sing here right now," he said flatly.
Raka nodded and smiled satisfiedly. He passed away, leaving Nayla alone there. As she narrowly escapes the crowd, Nayla begins to sing, and the campus citizens begin to bully.
Nayla squatted down, hiding her head from the mischievous hands that wanted to pull her hair, she grimaced as someone kicked her back and waist without compassion.
Viola was hysterical, he barged in but was thrown before he got to Nayla's place. This classmate pushed him, shutting off access so he couldn't get Nayla to escape. "NAYLA!" she was hysterical.
Speechless raka. He wanted to get the girl out, but remembering what Nayla told Agatha made his intention go awry. Raka chose to leave from there. Morgan who was standing next to her was increasingly worried, she wanted to pull Viola and Nayla but was afraid that Raka would be angry with her.
Morgan also chose to leave. Their primary friendship.
"Ma, I'm sorry about all Nayla's mistakes. I'm sorry Nayla hasn't been able to give her the best." Nayla sobbed, hugging her body even tighter.
"Damn! Move away from you all." Someone split the crowd with his powerful strength, stunned to see Nayla curled up in the middle with a disheveled appearance. "B4NGSAT! GO ALL!" wrathful shouting.
Gino took off his jacket, covered Nayla's body and hugged her. Gino knew this girl was hurt, not just inwardly but also physically. "Gue's here, you're safe with me" he whispered.
Nayla's shrill cry turned violent. He hit the burly arm with all his might, venting out his tightness. Nayla did not know who this man was, but the distinctive scent on this jacket reminded her of someone.
Viola smiled bitterly. She left just like that, her heart ached to see the guy she liked to tightly hug her own best friend. Not that Viola was angry at Nayla, no! Viola was angry at himself who could not control his feelings until he felt jealous.
Though, she knew if Nayla really needed a hug.
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OH YES, I want it. You guys like the standard dialogue what not?
Do you like happy romance, what is sad romance?
plan I want to make a story outside my comfort zone like this.
although cliche but like a cake story so much in minatin here 😂
GREETINGS FROM ME, PLEASE,
SYUGERR