The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 12'S

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The atmosphere of one corner of the house still looks busy in it. Although time has shown the long needle on the number six and the short needle is between the number twelve and the number one.

The room that was not too large, still showed the activity of a beautiful girl who pinched the origin of her hair. Plain long-sleeved pajamas of white wrapped around his not-so-high body.

The sound of the printer still dominates there. Every now and then Miana checked on the laptop screen and typed the settings there. Occasionally check the print out results, making sure that the ink is still in good condition in accordance with what is expected.

Sometimes he checks the message sent in the chat room "Task Interview" on his device. It was past midnight and the message some time ago was still not read by his three friends. Angel, Arga and Rio.

"Udahlah. It's almost done too. It was wrong for them not to open my chat. If there is an error, it is not my fault, right," muttered Miana grumbled because the file sent was not immediately opened by her friends. Of course, it is past midnight of course they are already in their respective dream realms.

Miana passed from the room to the kitchen to make coffee. Before long, he had already returned with a cup of white coffee to his room. Occasionally his hands flick the hot steam so that the temperature quickly gradually heat up. He inhaled the aroma of coffee to feel the sensation and then drank slowly. As soon as the sound of the printer had stopped, he put his cup on the nightstand next to the bed.

"Done, deh." Miana tidied up the A4 sheet of paper to make it more tidy. Then he volumes the sheet and becomes a proker for the Indonesian language study group tonight.

Miana smiled satisfied to see the task is neat and immediately save on her backpack. Not to miss another laptop and stationery.

Miana immediately went to the bathroom to clean herself and then after that she began to lay her body on a king size mattress with sprai motif emboss maruun color, her favorite. Pull the bed cover and turn off the main light and replace it with a sleeping lamp.

Miana closed her eyes. A WhatsApp message notification teased him." Ish, who, anyway?"

His eyes widened to read the message on the group chat he made a few days ago.

Arga : Page 12-14 has been revised. Don't forget tomorrow morning at double check, new print.

"Yahoooooooooooooo!!!!" shouted Miana. Piqued. Of course he was upset, the report he had neat volume then lightly Arga just sent his comments. He clenched his hands together a sign of how upset he was. "It sucks!"

No matter what, Miana was already very sleepy. He just wanted to close his eyes. He doesn't want to wake up late tomorrow. Moreover, he had to reprint two sheets that had just been in error.

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"Gagun, Ma'am! Don't forget the dawn is running out.' The sound of Bi Num along with the knocking of the door forced Miana to escape from her beautiful dream. Dream of meeting with Mr. Bambang who praised the results of the observation report as well as interviews with their group.

"What was just a dream" Miana muttered.

"No, there's a Bi Num." Miana narrowed her eyes as the light biased in through the curtains of her window that were not tightly closed. He glanced at the wall clock and his eyes rounded perfectly when he realized he woke up bad luck.

"Damn, shit. Put on bad luck again." Miana immediately ran to the bathroom and cleaned the body with very lightning. Two minutes he was there.

His hands moved agilely to prepare for all his needs. "No breakfast, no." Passed out of the room and looked for my mother to say goodbye.

As soon as we got to the dinner table, there was only Sisil there. "Where's your mom, Sil?" miana asked as she circulated her gaze, she even circled the dining table and tried to research the kitchen. But there was no mother he was looking for.

"Taau'," answered Sisil no matter what.

"Madam, early in the morning have left for the airport between Pak Agus, Mbak Mia." Bi Num replied while putting a plate of toast on the table. "Don't you tell Mia last night?" continue Bi Num.

Miana shook her head and shook her head quickly. "No, Bi."

"Oh yeah, I'm leaving first huh, Bi Num." Miana hugged a glimpse of Bi Num's body.

"Loh, breakfast first, Mia."

"No Bi, it's bad luck,"

."Sil, I go first," said Miana as she picked up a piece of bread and ate it while walking. Sisil was just silent and indifferent to enjoy his breakfast.

Bi Num immediately took the bottle of mineral water on the table. Then go after Miana. "That's how it's gonna be hard for nelen, if you don't bring a drink." Bi Num waved at Miana who was already on her bike.

"Bi Num, you know best, dehh," Miana said.

"Be careful, yes," Bi Num said.

"Yes," Miana kept the bottle on the dashboard and left. He had to drive the bike a little faster than usual.

Until school, Miana parked her bike. Then walk in haste. Not too late. There are still some new students coming. Until he reached the junction corridor he met with Bian who also just came, seen still holding his bag.

Miana and Bian looked at each other in silence. If Miana used to always be the first to find it with all her attention. This time it was different. There was fear when he looked into his sharp eyes, his ex-girlfriend.

"Follow, me!" Bian forced Miana's hand. And of course it got a rejection from Miana.

"Where are we going, Bian. We have Mr. Bambang's class and must revise my report first."

"We're one class, Miana. And I'm not blind. I have the same job." Bian was forced to pull Miana again avoiding the gaze of many eyes in the classroom corridor. Because it's approaching lesson time.

"Oh."

Bian just stopped his steps, when the road Miana felt very heavy for him to pull along with the complaining voice of his ex-girlfriend. Gets a quick look at Miana and now she finds Miana being held by someone as well .Arga.

"Gue there's a need with him" Arga casually told Bian. He showed the digital watch on his left wrist to Bian. "Four more minutes, we should've been in the first hour."

"The first one there needs to be with him." Bian pulled Miana's shoulder tightened in her arms until she slipped out of Arga's hand.

"Nothing is more important than a learner than learning right." Arga smiled disdainfully at Bian.

"E e, that's. That's right Bian, we go in first. We can talk another time. After the lesson," Miana's pinta during Bian's embrace became more painful because Bian was pressing her too much.

"S-sick, Bian," said Miana.

Bian nodded and slowly relaxed his arm on Miana's shoulder. Then he was forced to let go when Miana was pulled Arga from his presence.

"Ah, GH. I forgot I haven't re-printed that you revised last night."

"Gue had guessed."

"How's crus?"

"Whispering,"

"I'm serious. I'm a volume, Ga! And again, Lo, sent it too late so I took responsibility. And I want a revision this morning, but I'm bad luck."

Arga stopped and smiled dismissively at Miana. "Make it not keep going! Important tasks are neglected, right!"

"Where, report! I'm really now!" Arga still does not realize if his hand is still holding Miana's hand.

"Ga, t-hand, Lo," said Miana pointing at her hand that was still in Arga's grasp. 😳

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