
Anggiro and Zaren play the horses, making Shari smile. Really happy, this is the first time Shari found a second home.
"Eh, the cat goes to class, what do we want him to do." said Imas.
"We make the satay roast." replied Shari.
Imas and Desty laughed together, while tickling the cat's stomach. Shari went to check the cat's nails, which she saw had wounds. Shari felt as if she was looking at it, then treated the part.
Shari remembered the impromptu Irul, while holding the cat in the role. "This cat's eyes are beautiful, like your eyes looking at me with a smile. Sometimes being far apart is better, than being close together fosters pain."
"Hayo, who are you thinking" said Desty.
"Heheh.. there is no Desty." replied Shari, trying to hide her feelings.
Too many interfere, making Shari reluctant to befriend Irul. Shari chose to take it, rather than hurt herself.
Zaren and Anggiro are busy rolling around, playing head temple. Shari looked at Imas and Desty's photo together, then her hands waving to the screen.
"Give me, I want to come too" said Zaren.
"Here Well, everything is part of it." replied Desty, kindly.
Trials in a row, and then the day of farewell came. Nikna sat next to Irul, inviting to capture the moment together. The live video uploaded, made Shari resist the turmoil of jealousy. Shari smiled towards the camera, which was confronted by Imas. Shari tries to cover up what she just saw on her phone screen.
Broken it!
Czechoslovakia!
Irul remembered Shari, when her name was called to come forward. But Shari is no longer there, only her name has not been crossed out of absence.
"Why are you Irul, just shut up?" ask Kiras.
"No, I just heard Shari's name being called." replied Irul.
"It is still recorded, because Shari has not moved for long." said Nuri.
"Oh that," Irul nodded.
Shari came home from the breakup, hugging Dofiw. There is a sense of tightness in the chest cavity, which cannot be told. Shari kept quiet, without saying a word as well.
"Big brother why?" ask Dofiw.
"Don't lie, Big Brother is sad about moving from SMK Rainbow Dusk huh?"
"Not really, after all in Lightning High School Brother has a good friend" replied Shari, cheerfully.
Shari prepares a file to apply for work, after graduation wants to be independent. Shari walked slowly, then opened two drawers.
"List of curriculum vitae I have purchased, SKCK letter remains." monologue Shari.
One week later, Shari, Imas and Desty go to school. They looked at the graduation results, which were displayed on the High School wall magazine.
"Day, you're more on top than I am."
"Yes thank God, achievements that increase after not being bullied" replied Shari.
"Huh? Have you ever been bullied?" Desty wants to know.
"Forgot it, I'm just talking." Shari replied reflexively, with a thoughtless answer first.
After seeing the results of the graduation, they walked to a place. Where the place is very cool, can spend a lot of mobile memory to store photos of memories.
"Haha... Shari looks dreamy. Let's just scribble, let there be a marker of his clothes." invite Imas.
Shari smiles. "No, I'll be able to reply."
Shari chased after them, who had not gotten a streak at all. Imas and Desty laughed, while walking around on the garden chair. Not to forget that trees are a place to hide.
"Hayo, where are you?" Shari looked around.
Imas raises his head, laughing. "Hahah, we're here."
Shari chased them back to exhaustion. Without feeling comforted, even though his heart was still sad. Buy a variety of flavors of ice cream, to eliminate thirst in the esophagus.
Getting home, Shari remembers her unfinished business. There are still thoughts that continue to speak, about conflicts that are only won unilaterally. What a cruel sadist, not getting justice as a living creature named man.
Shari looks at the passing vehicle. "Irul, maybe you're too good for me. So I'm the one who's humiliated, for nothing in your life anymore."
While on the other hand, the person Shari loves turns out to be thinking about her.
Irul stared at the rainwater, which perched on the window. "Day, there's only one sentence for you, which I may actually want to say, but still refuse to speak."