SUBSTITUTE LIVER

SUBSTITUTE LIVER
2 Years later



"Very surprisingly, a Nadhifa..." Rafka repeated his words. Shaking his head.


"Neesh the prophet Luth..." Rafka looked at Lulu long ago.


He does not believe Lulu can be friends with Nadhifa for that long and only knows it now.


Hopefully, Lulu is not affected by negative associations.


The hell I forgot?


Did Lulu ever tell you...


Why is songong gini...


"Sir Rafka why did you see me?" Asked Lulu who felt strange with Rafka's gaze.


"Beautiful..." Rafka stood up to go home. With a shy blush Lulu walked following Rafka to the front of her page.


"I say yes, say the same om and aunt. See you soon, Lu..."


Lulu waved her hand until Rafka's motorbike came out of her yard.


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2 Years later


Today is preparation for the school's farewell, ahead of their graduation announcement.


Lulu is getting more beautiful and her relationship with Rafka is quite good and harmonious. There are often differences of opinion between the two. At their age the ego often comes to approach without being able to try to succumb.


Nadhifa now looks more like playing with male students. His style is also increasingly tomboyish. Hopefully what Lulu and Rafka are worried about is no longer happening.


They held a stage drama, raising the story of a love triangle. This story is quite interesting, because Lulu became the main character.


"Lu... Have you memorized the script?"


Rafka approached Lulu and sat down next to her.


"I'm tired..." He leaned his head against Rafka's shoulder. By hitting the paper he rolled into his forehead.


Rafka smiled at the glimpse of her lover then looked straight ahead.


"Mulans... This feeling seems like I can share for Mayang... Are you angry?"


Lulu held her head up, thinking that Rafka was starting to take her training.


"Prabu... You still question my heart which is now like a sliced knife covered with lime? You know what Prabu feels like.?"


Lulu stood up, she walked backwards away from Rafka with a sad face. With her chest hand, like really feeling the pain of her romance.


"My sense of love is still as big as the sunshine of the day on you Mulan. And it will always be there. Do not be sad, my beloved .." Rafka's approaching Lulu. Lulu dodged as she was about to grab Lulu's hand.


"Mulan .. forgive this taste ..."


"Cut .. cut... You guys are like reading poetry." Hanin approached with a snack for his best friend.


"aaah... You disturb the end" Lulu picked up a piece of blueberry-coated bread and sat down to enjoy it.


"Casual .. eat gih... We'll practice later. You know who it is with?"


Lulu and Rafka look curious about the coach this time. He looked at Hanin wanting to hear a name.


"Cornelia Aghata's..."


"Kereeeen .. theater-loving artists." Answer Lulu who knows a little who Cornelia Aghata is. Or as sarah in the film Si Doel anak Betawi.


Rafka looks a little pale. He could not imagine his acting would be witnessed directly by a famous artist in this country.


"Why are you, brother?" Hanin waved his hand at Rafka's face.


"Let's change the male lead.."


"Are you scared, huh?" Lulu teases him with a smile looking at Rafka.


"Ga thought it was Lu..." Rafka picked up a piece of bread and chewed it just as she was nervous.


"Our drama is only 10 days away. And the actor has not been able to animate his character strongly. At least we're lucky. Because he wants to help us thanks to someone good.


Friends friends... I'll try to be a good Mayang. I'll take Prabu until it falls on me. Just look at Mulan... You don't get even a little Prabu skin.." Hanin smiled cynically as per his role as valakor.


"You think I'm food? Secuil... You sound like a cannibal nin... Hmc .. sereem..."


Rafka stood up and ran away leaving the two friends who were laughing at Rafka's silly behavior.


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Lulu is back. Sorry loyal readers.because it can only be on again now. Quite a lot of busyness that takes time and did not have time to shy in this story.


God willing, this story will continue in the future.


calisa ardi


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