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Still POV Zakki

Still POV Zakki

"Hey, Guys! Release him! If not, you will suffer the consequences!"

A little girl shouted from the end of the alley.

He looked so brave and confidently came closer.

"Hey, you're a girl! dare to fight us, go home! drink milk straight to sleep!" replied one of them in front of me with laughter from the other.

"You are already big, don't just dare to be like little dong," the girl replied again when she arrived beside me.

I could only cry out of fear. It is not unusual for me to be the victim of my upperclassmen like this, even arguably this incident every day occurs. It's just that, every day I prefer to directly give my allowance without much talk and fight, other than because it is impossible to fight, I am also the type of coward.

Today, due to bad luck, I forgot to ask for pocket money. When explaining to them, no one believed, so I became the moons until the girl I knew by the name of Saras appeared.

"Who would you dare to rant? you're her boyfriend this whiny kid, aren't you?" their answer again remains with laughter.

"No! You are gone before I act" Saras threatened the three men before me.

They all looked at each other, before finally looking at the two of us intensely. Saras came closer to me and took my hand. I don't know what it means to just be quiet and not protest.

"What do you want, huh?" ask one of them to come closer to us.

"We want ... Kabuuuuur," cried Saras while pulling me and running from there.

I just follow wherever Saras runs.

"Hey, wait for you!" yell at them again while chasing.

"Please .. please!" saras shouted while running.

I watched the girl secretly. At first I thought he was going to take me against them, but it turned out that he was just running, completely beyond prediction.

I looked immune, we had arrived at a crowded place. Slowly the three children stopped, probably frightened by Saras's screams. After making sure they didn't catch up again, Saras and I stopped.

"I thought you were going to beat them up, but you ran away" I said, breathing heavily.

"You think I'm that tight? I'm a girl, how can I fight the three of them. Thank goodness I helped you, rather than being beaten by them," said Saras, taking his seat under the tree, his breath was the same as mine.

"Thank you for helping me" I said again.

"I'm not helping you, I just don't want anyone else bullying you. All that can bully you is me and the friends of one village, other than that should not be," he said as he rose.

"Next time learn to defend yourself, Mbah Ciplek!" he continued before leaving with half a stolen heart.

Saras was right, all this time I was a bullyan material in the village. I am too whiny and can only resign myself to be a soft material of their ridicule. Though in terms of age and class, I was far above Saras, I was indeed as sad as that.

From then on, I somehow had a different view of Saras. The girl was still acting as usual, bullying and mocking me, only now I responded with a flowery heart.

If in the past I preferred a detour when I saw Saras and his friends, now I just come closer. Saras never played physical, he just mocked and laughed at me. Even now, I miss a day of not hearing his taunts. I swear by anything, I fell in love at the age of twelve.

Saras currently sits in the fifth grade of elementary school, while I am in the eighth grade. But because of this in the village, the school building is only one. If morning, this school will be used for elementary school, noon is used for Junior High School. That's why it's not uncommon for me to come early just to see Saras come home. Love is that million.

At first, I thought this was just a monkey love, until after graduating Junior High, since my mother died, my father invited me to move to Surabaya. It's sad, but Dad is my only parent, I deserve to be devoted to him.

In high school, I decided to study martial arts, just in case, I also wanted to change, I wanted to be the person who could protect Saras later. Yes, over time, it turns out that my feelings for Saras never fade. I can tell you, my heart is tied to her.

Entering the first semester of college, Dad is called the Creator. There's no way I'm going back to the village when college has just begun. Thanks to the advice of the relatives in the village, I ended up continuing my studies and was financed by them.

Although far away, I never forgot to ask Saras in the village. I even knew when he decided to work in Surabaya, that's when I started looking for him on the sidelines of college. In fact, my hope is not that smooth, Surabaya is too broad for me to conquer.

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The ringing of the cell phone rang, disperse my daydreams about Saras and his childhood.

Lips are turned upside down when you see the name on the screen. The one who has always been my source of information about Saras, and the one who supported me with all my feelings towards that sangklek girl.

"Assalammualaikum," my broom received a call.

"I've found it" I continued when the greeting was answered. I can't wait to tell you that our ever-delayed plans are coming to fruition.

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Halloo ... How are you doing on Monday? May you be more excited, yaak.

Still POV Zakki? Yes dong, I said noatalgia du😅😅 Later there will be POV Damar, but patient yaakk. The sooner POV Damar I get out, the closer this story gets to the ending, will you? if I do, the intention will not make 100 chapters that, let's be satisfied😂😂😂

Hayoo, we play guessing first, actually who is this Zakki?

who's spies? this leak, Zakki's parents are one of the influential people in the village. Who are you?

Mr. Kades

Lurah sir

Camat Sir

Mr. Ogah

Mr. Unyil

His father was Nia Ramadhani

Who's hayoo? Start reading and understand slowly, yakk. Because from here will arise clue one by one about where the heart of Saras will be anchored. Stay to Damar? Or turn to Zakki? or just back to Alvin? doain the Author is sane, so the story is not made more somplak😂😂😂

Deep Kiss For You😘😘😘