Love in the Heart

S3-4

"Aa, come on hunt! Yuki's head is dizzy. Yuki doesn't want to go to school anymore! This school gives Yuki a headache!" he said he folded both his hands.

"Wait a minute, a little more done!" I'm working on two notes at once. One is mine and the other one is his. He did not want to record the material presented by the lecturer. He said he did not understand what the professor was saying.

"When there are no math lessons, Yuki still can't. Yuki's head is dizzy. Ayoo A' we're out. We go home.." whine.8

"Yes, yeah... This is Aa done. It's yours too" I handed him the book and he seemed unwilling to accept it.

"Let's take it! Save first!"

He ripped his lips. Receive the book and put it in the bag immediately. I clasped his hands, without shame he just followed me. Before yesterday's accident, where would he join together like this while on campus. Is this the wisdom behind the trouble? *for me.

"Well, let's go up!" My position is ready as a pilot who will take his passengers flying around the world.

"Actel...!!!"

A voice called to me from a woman. Turns out he was again. He said that my girlfriend is a disabled girl.

"Well!" yukita.

"Do you remember his name?"

"So I kept one-on-one in the notes. So her name is Lusi."

I'm randomly wrung by her hair, "Then you're a pinter..."

"Why?" ask me to the girl who turns out to be named Lusi.

"I hope you'll talk to me for a minute."

"About?"

"A' go there! Yuki's mother said, if anyone talks, we should listen." said the innocent girl who had been sitting behind me.

"It doesn't seem important."

"Can't be Aa...!!! Let's go there!"

"We'll just go home."

"Aa' can't do it...!"

"Akel." he called me back.

"Buruan!"

I finally followed his request. Hufft, what am I? Only his love slave girl named Yukita Marsya. The girl named Lusi seemed to have a strange gurgle.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you sure you're going to date that limp girl? You realize that, anyway? There are so many waiting here and swearing you out as soon as possible. Look tuh!" He pointed somewhere. I follow the direction designated. Some of the girls who were gathered looked at us.

"Why them?"

"They're girls who don't agree you two are dating. Miris really knows? Want to date a girl whose legs are not perfect."

"Your mouth is spiked too? I'm unplugging!"

Instead of me being emotional, I'd rather leave it. Suddenly I felt like he was looking like Popon. Are all those girls? Ah, it's been. Mending I enjoy time with my cute boyfriend. Looks like I have to find an expert, to fix Yukita's leg. Let him not be a bulian for them.

"Which, are we looking for a therapist?"

"What is a therapist?"

"That can make you walk well."

"illness?"

"No, it's delicious."

"Tomorrow.." he said with passion.

Then we sped. Mumpung not yet night, I searched for a reference to a bone foot therapist first on the internet. After meeting, it turned out to be quite far from our current location. Without much ado, I headed straight for the place. I want to silence the mouths of those who belittle this adoration of my heart.

About half an hour drive, by following the Map, we finally arrived. Looks like a very crowded line. Many visitors need the help of this therapist. Hope Yukita's condition gets better. However, it turns out, before the therapist uses the tool, he must stretch first with a massage.

"Aaaarrrggghhhttt..."

"Aaaaarrrrrggtt..."

"Bus ... Mother ... Mommy!!!" that is how she cries.

*connect*