Simiskin And Rich Woman

luka

The anger of my friend's friends can no longer be mastered, they are loose, wild, just like me I want only to repay what they did to my friend, and they lost.

"Crakk" I heard the sound of my jacket being torn, I don't know for sure which part was hit, I didn't really care about it, my eyes were still fixed on the part of the body aziz did not protect, I waited for him to let his guard down.

"What's wrong with me" I said in my heart. It felt like there was a liquid coming out and a long time filled the outside of my stomach and in my jacket, I spontaneously saw the stomach a second after aziz attacked my head and the quail with my left hand, fresh blood flowed slowly, my body was hit by the clock aziz held, he hit me hard at the bottom of my armpits, for the sake of a friend I had considered my own sodara, I have not thought too much about the wounds on my body that can be fatal, but my pain is defeated by my emotions, my mind is only my enemy can lose first, then we do what he did to my friend, my friend, that's all I thought about.

Fucking forward, like a hungry animal, without a body, fear feels like I no longer have, I'm dealing with aziz, Aziz,

"I've tagged you" I said no sound while swinging my whistle at him.

I stared at the motion while I turned my whistle in no direction. My life felt like I was not on my body, my left hand was protecting my head while my right hand was shaking, blood was still flowing in my body.

I looked at Aziz's face with vengeance, I continued to scoop forward, aziz turning his samurai while slowly retreating.

"Crakk" my celurit hit the back of Aziz covered in a thick jacket, I tried to take it back, but hard, I tried to take it off, I tried to cut it off, I tried to cut it off, still can't and I end up pulling hard to the side,

"uhhuk" looks aziz bleed from his mouth, blood on his body racing out to breathe fresh air, but he still stands, he can still fight, he can still fight, I also did not want to lose I continued to jerk forward, even though my stomach was very cold because of the blood that came out under my armpits, and the pain began to attack.

"Reverting back" aziz hinted at his alley to retreat, my friend running after him.

"Don't" I said loudly, telling this one enemy to run quickly, "run fast anj**" I told him. My wild desire, my anger has all gone since seeing Aziz coughing up blood earlier. Seen the back of the jacket is wet, it must be blood that I put a clock on his back.

That night at 09:00 all my friends cheered, no citizens dared to come out, they might be waiting for this brawl to be over.

There is a pleasure in itself when it has avenged the word.

"Let's go back to the bashcamp again" I cried as I walked towards our motorbike was parked, the others followed, looking like a look of pleasure in front of all my friends, there is blood on them whether they are exposed or enemy blood, I will ask, the most important thing is that we go to the bashcamp first

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After they saw me leave the hospital around 17:00 they were classmate and started to go home.

"Han" maria told arhan via whatsaap.

My friend had come home from 5 pm this afternoon, and just before they came home, maria asked for arhan number, at that time there was no class group name.

"Oh yes mar" replied Arhan, looking a look of joy on his face.