Our It'S A (Moving)
Ice Stone Girl
A standing ovation welcomed the arrival of the aces from 3rd, 2nd, and 1st grade. Students had gathered in the hall to await the peak of the event.
The ace kids got a special place. 15 Merdeka High School ace kids are already in their seats. Like there was a special light shining down on that place was very beautiful to look at.
When the MC goes on stage and says good night then the attention of all students turns to the stage.
"This year, we have a special guest!"
The roar of the MC voice invites curiosity everyone is no exception to the children of ace. They were wondering who would show up.
"Let's welcome. These people were the bombs of Merdeka High School in his time. Ace High School Alumni Merdeka!!"
A thunderous clap of applause instantly rang out after the appearance of people who were like descending from heaven. They fell in love with the people they first saw.
"Wahhh Joy Airin, she's the ice cube girl of her day" said a 3rd-grade ace who learned of Joy Airin's presence among a row of ace alumni.
Yes, if retold. Joy Airin is a name that is branded haughty. No one dared to touch the girl, and even the teachers avoided arguing with the genius girl.
But not for Grizelle et al. Joy Airin who they know is a figure like a special cheese martabak using egg 2. Very sweet and warm.
Of course they are surprised to hear the opinions of others who are different from the facts they know.
"Mom Airin, ice cubes?" Azka whispered while looking at the others in wonder.
MCs on the stage are busy asking about the news of ace alumni who stand in accordance with their period of office. Until the turn of ace alumni Joy Airin, MC sounded very nervous and worried.
However, Joy Airin patted the sweaty shoulders of the MC with a friendly smile exuding an extraordinary beauty she had never shown to the world before.
As a result, everyone who was there including the teachers who knew Joy Airin was surprised, even his four friends who had been together for 3 years were surprised.
"Rin," said one of her friends, touching Joy Airin's arm to make her sober.
"We are not ace anymore now, no one is watching us anymore and no one is scolding us if we are ourselves, remember for 3 years we become human-setting," whispered Joy Airin.
Is correct. That ace sentence weighed heavily on the poor young girl, Joy Airin. An orphan girl who is accidentally trapped by a greedy adult.
But, he was grateful, because of that he could be in this place and with those people.
Azka and the others waved with smiles as Joy Airin's retina met her retina at one point.
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"Mom, what does it mean to live in this world?" ask the man called Azkaffa by his family.
"Whatever we were created for, God certainly created us to be happy" said Joy Airin.
"happy?" little Azka asked in astonishment at the ssmbil with the funny thing of scratching his nape that did not itch.
Joy Airin stared softly at the 7-year-old who was not yet in the real world, only in the illusion of the world created by her parents.
"Your purpose in life is to seek happiness, Ka. Someday you will meet and make happy memories, complement each other, that's Master's promise to you."
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"Let's welcome!! Joy Airin and friends!!"
As there were angels descending to the earth, as the light of the floodlights illuminated them, they greatly attracted the full attention of all eyes.
Five friends is the call that all of Merdeka High School gave to them. And Joy Airin miraculously became the guardian angel for the children of aces who had poor lives above their perfection.
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I'll comeback to my story 😊😊
I just finished working on a work novel whose idea suddenly just came out right again to the mall, uh it was finished too.
So now I can focus on Our It's A again, pray that Istiqomah work on this one until it is finished 😊😊
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