Monster Labile

Beginning Story

The unstable monster is not lonely. Friends, family, love experiences, a standard body almost all he gets. But the path he took did not go smoothly. When the first year of high school her mother divorced and made her sad and cheerful at school, then sad again after coming home. Her mother would not eat for the whole day because of heartache, crying in her room. Hafidz could not do anything he realized it, so he just kept quiet and felt what his mother felt, with which his guilt lessened a little. He swore that if that son of a bitch came back here he'd beat him up.

Anger and resentment keep him moving forward, he began to be smart to hide his feelings, whereas at that time he had a cocoon gang, he could have confided with them but he felt they were not too helpful, so he just keeps his cherry character in school and with his gang he feels it goes by itself without a plan, in other words it just happens. He once wanted to reveal his secret to his friend Dayat, he talked a little with him what happened to his family. He felt his burden lighten a little after revealing it but Dayat's answer made him more excited. He was cheerful again.

Day after day his mother finally recovered from her heartache. Family and friends who make her mother cheerful again, she feels everything is starting to be okay.

Her mother made beautiful plastic flowers, which at that time was again a trend, a really beautiful blend of colors, she asked her mother to make one for her schoolwork, she said, and be a short rose branched, a bit strange but he still likes, the teacher at his school also glanced at the results made by his mother. He's very cheerful.

At home he overheard his mother's conversation with his grandmother that the jerk was exposed to the witchcraft that made him love the actor. Who else could have destroyed someone's household other than the actor, which was more surprising that the actor came to my house and my mother faced him. He was so angry about all that, though, churned again his anger but suddenly extinguished hearing the sentence that the jerk did not want to eat and continued to contemplate that is what made the actor come to his house. So he realized that the jerk was in love with his mother.

Sms entered on his old cell phone, this number he knew once, the owner of this number is the son of the jerk, he said from the message asking where his mother, he said it was delicious, just fine, he was angry and sent piercing words. "Lit's just that she's my mom, my mom's not going to hell there anymore, my mom's so nice and caring with people she loves not like you" she cried out in her heart. Her mother advised her not to text her again. He was stopped because there was nothing he could do. He was getting bored of school.

The unfortunate incident still continues, this time the jerk who came here because he was divorced from the plaque. Santet lost to the power of love. Hafidz was a little speechless thinking about what he wanted to do. Apparently the former stepfather wanted to go to the market and give him a chance to buy one thing he wanted. Without thinking long he asked for a brand bag that he wanted long ago. My mother disagreed but she still wanted to buy it. The bag he wanted did not exist, so he only bought a bag similar to what he had just called. It was a bit disappointing but he appreciated it.

Many questions that bound him, even more strangely his mother wanted to be invited there. He hopes everything is okay.

Ought to..

Hafidz's family came to his house and said that my mother was hit by the subjugator of that jerk, what?! he was trying to understand what had happened. His mother was close to someone so the son of a bitch tried to snatch him. But why use black magic again? he feels guilty should he realize that the time is a trap, why not helpless. weak, the figure of the mother who wants to stay happy now has to face another big problem.

That faint anger had flared in his heart, furious, pitch-black. But there was little leeway when he heard his mother coming with someone who loved him, that person who was close to his mother, he said, maybe his heart rather than going with that jerk was better with that new guy. But still in his frail body it was burning a pitch-black flame of a mixture of vengeance and fury that was slowly beginning to take over his heart. Though at that time he was fond of someone, he had many cheerful friends, had a conspiracy obsession, began to improve his religion and began to seriously study, so the color of his aura became diverse. Black, white, red, blue, green, yellow, purple and colors that he had not yet realized. He is determined to improve everything, he does not need words of motivation or someone to calm him, he wants to be strong even though he himself because he knows no one can help him when it is difficult.

This was the beginning of the Monster Labil..