The Shine For You
1. Alantaria
“Beauty will not be able to represent everything, because beauty cannot ensure happiness.”
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Cafe Alantaria. Luxury cafes are famous among Jakarta. Evidently, many full of teenagers are busy talking. 15-year-old girl rubbing left arm softly, cold. The aroma of coffee and pizza gives a great boost to his nose.The European-designed cafe blackish chocolate makes anyone comfortable to see it.
Doodle, Quote, interesting. Words of satire, sarcasm, love, and horror, typical of Alantaria. Strawing her long brown hair freely, walking through the sea of humans. Catch the door written 'Special clerk', smile knot. Hand turn the door knob.
The officers berkelemek 'coffee' turned to hear the door open. “Eh, Zevy! here and there, again gossiping, nih! want to come, or go live?” yolla.
The blonde haired girl assented. “Iya, nih, afternoon-afternoon delights.he said, our boss again nyari wife, loh!”
Both corners of her lips lifted, creating a sweet smile. “Basic! late in the afternoon, ah? someone played first it turned out,”
Ozhora Alexey Zevyhrine said people, if the name is beautiful, the person is beautiful too. But no, it makes Zhora— familiarly called Zevy in cafe— even vice versa.
Mature sapodilla skin, face full of acne, bruntusan around. It is ordinary, it seems.maybe, the inhabitants of the school, which is slanted.
Take off the brown jacket, put it on the nightstand. Scabbing original hair, polishing thin makeup closes acne. Reflecting, felt appearance improved, he turned his body facing Oliv— friend in the cafe.
“Kak Liv! I'm tidy yet? want to get ready.” Oliv turned his head, one capuccino grasped.The Spanish blaster girl raised her thumb, smiling happily.
“Good, really! very neat, want to perform directly? Notar yes, Reon again gig also.wait about 5 minutes,” Zhora nodded. Oliv turned around, busy gibah, again.
Instead of no work, forced to hoard gibahan 'it', deh. Not felt, 5 minutes quickly came to him. Reon came down, approached Zhora in a hurry.
“Gue already, you want to play, right? gih, sana!” sounds like a swipe.
“Lo ngusir me?” cananda Zhora's. Reon nodded quickly. “Eh? not gitu–”
Zhora laughed. “Joking, Reon!” both slices of brown eyes stared at the amused tall boy in front of him.
“Basic!” Reon glanced cynically.go, join hoarding the 'my boss looking for me.' so said Oliv. too pede, it feels.
“Zevy, I think it's time you, deh. don't be nervous, huh? this time more customers, you see.” Celtuk Revi— 23-year-old girl staring ledek and worried. if anyone asks, the average who works here how old, anyway? the answer is ; 20-25 years.In fact, some are already married.
Yes, the youngest Zhora. Zhora is willing to work hard to support her family. Zhora was born into a low-economic family, however, did not discourage her. Lena– the widow who became her mother sells getuk every morning and afternoon.
Initially, Zhora was considered a 'strange' child, how not? at a young age, already working hard like this. In fact, in his age is not recommended to work. How did Zhora respond? just smiling, yes, Zhora was happy to smile.
his mother said; 'Don't frown, not good. smile dong? later get a handsome husband that you like, you!'
Zhora herself, working in the cafe being a singer, for example.The voice of the girl is undeniable, very melodious. He proposed here about 5 months ago, so it's not confusing that Zhora knew everything.
Zhora replied with a small smile.The two eyes caught the cheering friends. Very lucky, god.
Zhora immediately stepped towards the iron stage in the middle of the cafe. It's true that Revi's speech, full of people this time. What cause? just one, a little more Sunday night.
Set the mic as comfortable as possible. Nervous flirting with Zhora continuously. Anxious, his presence was considered a past wind, in contrast to Reon.
Zhora sometimes saw Reon on stage greeted with a roar. Different from Zhora, welcomed no, in cuekin yes. The poor girl.
Zhora shook her head, shaking off those negative thoughts. Right, he had to be excited for the sake of his mother.Lena's shadow twisted neatly in his mind.
cleared your throat twice, “Ha-hello all! good afternoon, how are you? hope you guys are all right, yeah!” greet Zhora. successfully make the customers turn, even for a moment.
forcing a smile, “Include my name Ozhora Zevyhrine.it's nice to meet, you guys!” again, and again, his speech was not considered. Zhora's heart melted painfully, however, this was her work.
“This time I want to sing the song Lovely from Billie eilish, hopefully can entertain.” after saying the word, the lights go out, replaced with beautiful lanterns. The entire gaze was directed at Zhora, as the light was heading towards her.
How nervous is gini, anyway?! focus, Zhora!
This gripping aura.this is the hated part of Zhora. deserted, and silent.the next second, a loud bang began to sound.show the song lovely according to Zhora's will. The girl saw her friends smiling warmly.
Zhora exhaled softly. Feeling a hundredfold nervous as the whole gaze turned towards him. looked down, avoiding their gaze.okay, Zhora knows this is crazy.
Grasping the mic, You can do it, Zhora!
Thought I found a way
Thought I found a way, yeah (found)
But you never go away (never go away)
So I guess I gota stay now
Ozhora saw it, the customers stared in disbelief. Zhora know, kok. surely they assume that she is a pretentious girl who took the stage. sorry sir.
Oh, I hope some day I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear
Zhora saw it, Oliv and the others again encouraged her. Instantly, the turmoil of his spirit rose again.he looked up, showing his face.
Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home
Walkin' out of town
Lookin' for a better place (lookin' for a better place)
Something's on my mind
Always in my headspace
Ozhora realizes it, they are in checkmate position.alternatively, become addicted.ignore, become attentive.hate, become fascinated.please, it is stale.
But I know some day I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear
Ozhora smiles winning now.Look, there is a video of her. hands playing in the air. her smooth voice is not worth laughing at.
Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin and bone
Hello, welcome home
Lowering his voice, his two eyes accidentally met the gaze of a man not far from him, faintly he could see it. Zhora was sure, the man looked at her curiously.
Whoa, yeah
Yeah, ah
Whoa, woah
Hello, welcome home
A boisterous voice resounded loudly throughout the room.Imagine, those who wanted to eat became retreated due to the offerings from Zhora. The girl just wanted to laugh.
applause continued to walk, the customers stood up excited. staring amazed and fascinated. Zhora bowed her body, then returned upright. “Second from me, hopefully can entertain you.”
the lights are back on brightly. The audience sighed in disappointment, some of them even asked to sing back. Zhora saw Yolla nod her head.
no, no. He has to go home and help Lena make a move.
Zhora sighed. “Sorry, I can't sing any longer. I have to help someone.” The audience was disappointed.the two brown eyes continued to focus on the guy who was staring since.What is it really?
Zhora grinned, “If you want to hear me again, you can come here. I work singing here, because.” Zhora smiled knot.
Seeing the audience who continued to haunt him.the first time presenting questions. “Someone who wants to ask?” I want to interview aje, mbak.
someone raise a hand, “I, sis!”
“What?”
“How old is he? how do you look young, anyway?” the question the girl seemed to be sitting on the Junior High bench got the audience nod.
Privacy, or not, right?
Seeing his friend continue to nod, let him answer this question. “My life 15 years.”
The girl was surprised not to play. The guy who kept staring at her just froze, why the hell?
“Still very young,” chatter one of the audience. Zhora responded with a smile, half of Zhora's eyebrows raised.
“There again?” that smile kept on chiseling on his face.
“Gue.” The guy did not raise his hand, his voice sounded flat and cold. Zhora gulped her saliva, that's the guy who was watching me, right?
“Ap—” is not done yet, the guy casually interrupts.
“Lo's name is complete? I think there's one sentence you lost.” Zhora was glued, the guy knew? who exactly? the heartbeat of the girl with her hair smeared stopped. her tongue froze, more precisely unable to be moved.
Congratulations, the first question that could make an Ozhora Alexey Zevyhrine speechless a thousand languages. That handsome guy, too great for her.
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***Asik, what's the story? exciting no? isn't it clear, ugly? ah, that's my big️
I can not write boong nulis in the same difficult noveltool *******, there is no re-create/repeat. was stamped badmood gara2 keapus. just want how? hobby people, want to be loved again, hehe.🏇
same filter here less, I hope the better, deh yes! noveltoon spirit! ⁇ ️
hayuk like the same go to the library, ngehe! let the guenya spirit grow, eah.
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