The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 14'S

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"Udahlah, Brother. Why, anyway, in thoughtin' mulu. Break up, find another one!" Raya snorted annoyedly at Bian. Being on the same couch, because mom after the video call, apologizing has not been able to go home quickly.

"Yes, you say that. I'm going, Ra!" Bian hugging sofa cushions. However, his eyes were staring intently at Raya.

"Yes, indeed Miana is different, from Caris, Helen, Monik or who it is. But it's so late sad like this for what Sis!" Raya mentioned the names of her former sisters, as far as she knew. Because they are one school. No wonder Raya knew how her sister acted.

"Toh, Miana also said it herself, right! If he doesn't love his sister! Why is sister still ngarepin him? Broken heart like this, like not brother Bian that I know loh ... " Raya paused for a moment as Bian glanced sharply, looking unacceptable. "Not good, you see, brother, if love is one-sided." Raya continued her words.

Bian grunting. "I'm still weird. A few weeks ago I was still fine. Since that photo was taken. My patience suddenly evaporated. I want to beat the gentlemen!"

"Gue also wanted to silence the spare mouth of those who were still talking about Mia."

"Sister, inget said mama papa, take care of their good name. Don't do it again,"

"Yes. It's noisy, anyway. What do I want! Lo, it's rich' Mia, long time!"

Raya realized something. "Yes, yeah. Ever since I met Miana, I've been following her cake." Crossed to face the big brother seriously. "But, the photo yesterday was bneran, loh, brother. Not edits. I don't know exactly how, but I was immediately disgusted to see it."

Bian glanced lazily at Raya. "Why in the first place, anyway! And again, if you know Miana. Maybe he didn't do anything really? I can't believe it for sure!"

Bian now folded both his hands. "Gue's not the problem. Because that's not what I'm disappointed in. Except for him, it can easily be out the night. But to myself? he rarely wanted me to take the road! There are too many reasons he gave. From the beginning. Imagine, another girl when I want to come home would be happy to welcome me. But, she!" Bian nodded in disbelief.

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Sisil came to Miana's room. Look around his room. Finding the origin of a target book. Not satisfied there he scraped the contents of Miana's backpack lying on the bed. As soon as he got it he immediately smiled cunningly and rushed out of the room.

Before long, Miana appeared from the bathroom.

Miana immediately looked for a uniform and made up. He let his long hair loose freely. Wearing baby powder after he applied moisturizer and sunscreen on his face, slightly applying lip balm that gives a natural pink effect on his cute lips. It's as simple as Miana. Very different from the sister who already knows the famous skincare series recommendations from mama.

Remembering my mother, she heard her voice this morning. "When did mom get home?" miana muttered. He rushed out of the room grabbing the motor key and backpack.

Arriving at the dining table, it looks like mom is still focused on the phone. "Morning, Ma," said Miana.

Miranti took a quick glance then returned to her phone. Following the arrival of Sisil back to shift his attention. "Sil, are you mad at mama?" ask Miranti to Sisil.

"Sil, tired of mom. Where can, Sil is told to ngirit! I have routine maintenance, Mom."

"So it's still a weekly ration issue! You know, Sil! Mama's ratah was also bound by papa! Mama must also arrange for you, donk!" My mom started to get emotional.

While Sisil was still with an annoyed face while yelling at the spoon so that a loud sound could be clearly heard squealing the ears. "Dear not, Sil. Where can the treatment every week be replaced with once a month! Mama wants, Sil's face to be broken?"

"Mama too! I know again the crisis. Still a holiday!" Sisil was still murmuring while eating his breakfast.

Miranti breathed a heavy sigh. While Miana was just silent while feeding breakfast into her mouth. Observe and digest the conversation of his mother and sister." Oh, it turns out about pocket money and weekly rations. Then how are you, with me? ATMs in sita. Even the pocket money is not given. Fortunately, I still have money. Lf it doesn't? You can bite my finger, "inner Miana.

Well, that's how Miana always wasn't considered to exist. Talk is always ignored.

From the little Miana already felt that way. However, Sisil before entering High School is a good child also loving. If you buy something to Sisil, he always asks you to give the same item to Miana. Once upon a time Mama gave her one dream dress, but Sisil was reluctant to wear it because Mama did not buy it also to Miana. Ahh, little Sisil is indeed a good sister. Always thinking of my brother. The culmination of the striking difference in Sisil is when he was liking the same person as Miana during Junior High. But the boy who liked it was more like Miana and was reluctant to be approached by Sisil. The monkey love story that made Sisil change, and the hatred for Miana has always been carried around until now.

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As for Miana it makes the corner of her heart sore. However, he had thought about it carefully. In addition to paving the way for Sisil he already intends to focus on his lessons and work. Friends who used to hold him blatantly or secretly, now he no longer hears. For him it is useless to defend if they still think he is a woman is not right just because one photo with a little clothes open that night. He no longer cares.

Today is not too late, yes, Miana.

Got a message from her manager, making Miana move a little safely typing a reply so that the teacher does not know in front of the class.

Given the work, Miana returned sparkling. He should be more eager to find his own pocket money. It is impossible under these circumstances he urged papa to give the debit card that is carried by Mama.

Arga pokes Miana's shoulder gently with a pen as her call is ignored by Miana. Not ignored, but he was focused on exchanging chat with his manager.

"What, the hell, Ga?"

"Pinjem notes!"

"Ish, it's not polite to borrow either."

"How polite? I called you well. It's stupid."

Miana faced back and then grimaced. "Religion. Find someone else if that's it!" Miana smiled and stuck out her tongue.

"You people! Stand in the yard!" The baritone voice of a teacher shocked Miana and Arga. Even though the teacher with the witty face did not look fierce. However, his resolute voice was capable of shrinking anyone's guts.

The gaze of the entire class now turned to Miana and Arga.

Unable to dodge anymore, the two stood up and apologized to the middle-aged man. However, he was still Keukeh to punish the two disciples.

"This applies to anyone, who talks to myself during my subjects." The teacher pushed her glasses and ruffled her waist while looking down at Miana and Arga.

"Sir. Can be changed the punishment, ' Pinta Miana weld.

"O, can't. If I could easily tolerate the punishment. That's not me. Bye, get out there. Don't make drama, yeah, Miana." The teacher shook his hand. "Well, date there under the flagpole. Good thing," the man poked his lips.

"Paaak, we're not going out" Miana said earnestly.

"Wes. Anyway, you're under the law."

The man again grabbed the material book on his desk. Prepare to continue learning.

While Arga and Miana step foot into the courtyard, preparing to serve the punishment.

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