The Ex-Personal Line

behind the scenes 2

The only thing I regret is talking

because it is like an arrow that shot, it will not be captured again.

Dara sat on the bed in her room with an angry face and a slightly hunting breath. In his eyes Ima who sits sweetly on the chair sebrang mattress hers. Ima's face showed nervousness, cold sweat drenching her throat.

"So how the story goes" Dara's tone of voice was like a BP teacher introgating troubled students.

Ima squeezed the end of her clothes

"Lo's clothes are dry!!"

"don't bother!!!"

"so how"

dara's irritation increases. Dara's hand itches wanting to hit Ima's shoulder but in her detention because she wants to listen to Ima's story. Finally hit his bolster with a frenzy

bugs

bugs

bugs

bugs

Ima swallowed her saliva with great difficulty.

Dara looked at him sharply, razor-sharp. Ima averted her eyes as their eyes met.

"lo much face yes. mpe wasted"

"answer dong!!!"

"so how's the story"

Dara's voice tone increased. Squeezing his own bolster in his hand. Angry, angry, disappointed and anxious to be one.

"hmmm"

Ima finally made a sound. His head was scratched, although not itchy. His eyes were unfocused, glancing here and there. He was worried and confused about where to start answering.

Dara was increasingly anxious to see his close friend, bitten by his bolsters and then threw him to roll on the floor.

"Ima" Dara finally relented. lowered her tone of voice, softened her voice.as soft as she could do.

Ima breathed again. Bite his lower lip. He was quite surprised to see the change in Dara's attitude, especially with the impact of Dara in front of him.

"A week ago we broke up nicely" Ima's voice still shook as she started telling stories.

"Crazy!!!!!"

"Bis break up immediately spread another ma girl invitation!!!"

"fixes... Bimo cheated on you behind your back"

Dara screams jump. Released their hand links. Ima was surprised by Dara's sudden scream. The mood of the story is sad at the beginning. Crushed was the mood of the story.

"Can't be let this off"

"Sok very handsome doi, can playin two girls at once"

"Face fitting do Juan style"

"Thin wallet, playboy pretentious"

"Imitation rubber crocodile"

Dara smoldering. When he had felt the heartache of imagining Ima being left married. Now he's angry.

bruccous

bruccous

bruccous

In the stampede the bolsters that had fallen on the floor. Dara jumped on the tread with a savage.

Ima breathed a heavy sigh seeing the behavior of her friend. Swiping his face in frustration. The mood of the story is gone. He had no intention of muffling Dara's annoyance. He was lazy to correct Dara's misunderstanding.

'\*Not him entertaining his upset theme even making his own drama'

'Like Lo deh\*'

Emma stood up from her seat. Tidied up the position of the chair that he sat to his original place at Dara's desk. He saw a glimpse of Dara who was still molesting the bolsters with her serfdom.

'*it's my Ra*'

Raised both hands into the air like a person giving up while shaking his head. He passed out of the room. The door closed before he left. Ima is afraid that a fellow cosan misunderstands Dara's behavior.