Swan Cherophobia

Swan Cherophobia
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Until arriving at the end of class 1 SMP, then,


Ansa and Jaro have both won championships at the Mandraguna science olympiad. Ansa is second, and Jaro is first. Their victory was the result of sportsmanship and support among the three of them.


"Congratulations Ansa! Nothing in second place" said Mei.


"Yes, what's wrong. Relax aja~" Ansa replied with a smile.


Mei's gossipy soul begins to poison Ansa. "Sa, Sari didn't make the top five, did she? How can?" whispered.


"Ngga knows, May. At that time, he was able to work on problems last year and all the answers were correct! Sari was the most diligent among the three of us. I've never studied together until two-three times."


Mei just nodded her head. He stopped asking Ansa.


It was Ansa's turn to ask about her painting. "Where's the painting practice, do you feel expert?"


"Yes not dong! Just rehearsed for how many months, just snapped, Sa. I'm still practicing painting on canvas, no watercolor anyway."


Then Mei showed pictures of herself while on the spot painting, to her paintings that she had photographed. "Let me always have inspiration to look at these pictures of my paintings" he explained.


"Oh yes, May. Then you have no painting that will be exhibited on his birthday sanggar huh? Oura didn't say anything about the show?"


"Hm .. no, Sa. Nothing, there's next year. I'm not giving up! But, we're still together, okay?"


Ansa hugged him, and involuntarily tears dripped from one of her neutrals. He has never had a sincere friend say such things, stay together? Mei's words touched her heart.


"Hey, why are you hugs? Or maybe ..," asked Jaro without sin.


"No one is like that! Isha! We again discussed the sanggar event that will be held again," reply May quickly.


The three of them laughed, in the middle of the classroom which was also crowded because they were waiting for the arrival of the teacher.


To this day, Jaro and Ansa forget about their mother and father's problems due to schoolwork and exculpation. Ansa's phobia is also not relapsing, all she thinks about is learning and learning.


The practice of modeling was still Ansa Lakoni, because of the request from her father and mother. Although there is still a little trauma on the 8th floor, but he still forced himself to forget everything.


Previously, Ansa had gone to the Therapy Center. He was escorted by his mother and father to the place to do therapy for Ansa phobia. However, to this day, the phobia still exists. Can't just disappear.


After passing the school exams, the,


Finally the school holidays arrived, and it was time for Ansa to show off her dancing skills again. Not only Ansa, Jaro is also allowed to display his skills on stage.


Bu Roro's Sanggar is celebrating its 105th anniversary. It turns out that this sanggar has long stood upright among the simple houses belonging to the villagers. The outside of this hangar shows beautiful carvings, but the inside there are spacious and magnificent buildings that are touched by modernity.



The Metropolitan Municipality Square,


The stage has been established since the afternoon, coupled with sound, musical equipment, and more. While the painting is placed at the entrance, so that the audience can see the painting before the next day there is an auction of the painting.


In the evening, the show began.


Started by Ansa and some friends who showed off the flexibility of the body according to the rhythm of music. With eccentric and unique makeup, they seemed to hypnotize the audience.


Are Ansa and Jaro's parents present? No. gabe. But Jaro had begged his brother to keep an eye on their father.


At about 10 p.m., it's,


The performance on stage increasingly made the audience feel calm. From a very fast rhythm, to a slow rhythm.


Like during this last performance, which features a soft chant accompanied by a guitar quote.


It's you~


(That's you)


It's always you~


If I'm ever gonna fall in love, I know it's gonna be you~


(If I ever feel in love, I know it's because of you)


Met a lot of people, but nobody feels like you~


(Meet a lot of people, but I don't think there's anyone like you)


So, please, don't break my heart~


(So, please, don't break my heart)


Don't tear me apart~


(Don't leave me)


I know how it starts~


(I know how it started)


Trust me, I've been broken before~


(Trust me, I've been broken before)


From behind the stage, Ansa could hear the sound of the singing. He was overwhelmed with curiosity, and made him run into the crowd.


From there, Ansa sees Jaro performing solo on stage. Suddenly, his arm felt embraced by someone.


Ansa immediately looked over. "H, May! Shocked me."


Mei laughed softly. If the current appearance of the band, maybe he will laugh out loud in the midst of the boisterous audience. However, the song performed by Jaro currently has a soft voice. So that he restrained his loud laughter.


"That's ... Jaro huh?" ask Ansa.


"Yes. Cool huh? But why is he performing solo?" Mei frowned, and Ansa retorted with her head.


Ansa's thoughts go back to the moments she had with Jaro and Sari were studying together. Her inner being said that they were dating, and the song was definitely for Sari.


Finally, he had finished performing his guitar skills and singing a melancholy English song. Jaro got off the stage, and immediately received appreciation from his guidance counselors.


"Who is that song for?" ask Cokro.


Jaro was speechless, confused as to what to answer.


"Make her boyfriend at that school! She must be here by now, right?" tris Goda.


"Well, I don't have a boyfriend. The song is for my friend" he replied.


"Oh yeah? It's you that means friend? Yaqin?" seloroh Nick's.


Ansa stands behind Tris, and hears Jaro's answer. He wanted to know more about Jaro, by eavesdropping on the men's conversation. But, why does she now care about Jaro's romance life?


"Will!"


The call made Ansa's eyes wide open. The daydream was broken, because Jaro was currently standing before him.


"Hm?"


"What was my voice, Sa? I've never suddenly sung like that. There's only guitar playing as an escort."


"It's good. Hope Sari likes it huh, Ro."


"Eh?" Jaro looked at him in wonder. "I'm not singing that song to Sari. But that's for you, Sa."


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