The Shine For You

13. Bad Appearance.

“if you tell me to choose a girlfriend or a friend, I'll choose both. If I can't, I won't choose. Because they are both very valuable.” – Atlas Pandora.

The smell of conflict is approaching, watch out! sori if the story is not clear, later revised koke️

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He said that love can blind and care for someone. A strong person becomes weak because of love. A person who does not cry easily, often cries. A person who is not infatuated, becomes infatuated with love.

Love can change a person's behavior. Love can change a person's mindset, even habits. A girl or cattle man also looks weak when dealing with her lover. Maybe be with someone else, be cool, be sniffy. But, who would have thought with a lover, he would become an angel?

Love comes from habituation. If you think, the two people hate each other, turn to love each other. Wh why? the answer is; get used to it. Love comes more often because it gets used to it.

Love can change someone. For example, a bad guy becomes obedient due to his girlfriend. Girlfriend is like the best medicine, has treated the mistakes of his opponent. Love can also make a person confused, whether in love, or just amazed?

Zhora was confused by the reaction of her body when near Atlas. The guy plays a mobile phone, both humans are in the rooftop accompanied by silence between them. Zhora thought that his arrival was only a last wind for Atlas.

Atlas sat on a dark blue sofa. The sofa looks ripped, and not taken care of. But do not disturb the comfort of handsome men. Zhora stood by the door followed by her fear.

Walk slowly, looking at Atlas followed by fear. What if the guy refuses her arrival? like hating her? Zhora had to mentally prepare more to deal with this.

Both of his footsteps led to Atlas, staying busy playing mobile. Uh? so cool to play mobile phone, until not aware of his arrival?

“Atlas.” in one breath, the guy turned his head, put on a flat face. Making Zhora's guts shrivel, three seconds was needed to remember what his purpose was here.

Feeling no answer, Zhora continued. “On the promise..” hang Zhora, see if this guy is interested in the conversation or not. As it turned out, Atlas turned his eyes away despite just staring at the ceiling.

Not looking at Zhora.

Know taste? be ill. His heart rippled with pain, even his words were not considered in the slightest. Zhora spoke, unfortunately Atlas was not interested in looking at the girl's face in the slightest.

“Atlas why? do I have any fault?”

“I received that promise. I'm ready to accept whatever you love. So, my debt is paid off, right?” Zhora sighed. Panicked to stare at Atlas' greenish-eyed bead. Just like before, stay handsome and haughty.

In silence, a voice came to calm Zhora's heart. Zhora heaved a sigh of relief, even though the voice did not come from Atlas but rather the ringing of a man's cell phone. Zhora was quite grateful, there was at least another voice accompanying them.

Atlas stood up, walking towards the corner of the rooftop. Immediately pick up the phone, heard from the ringing of the phone stopped.

“Perhaps privacy.”

“....”

“What?”

“...”

“Okay I'm there, don't go anywhere.”

Atlas turned around, turned off the phone. Zhora's brows interlocked looking at the worry from that handsome face. He ruffled his frustrated hair, then looked at Zhora at a glance.

“Gue Thought, you can go.”

Zhora's heart melos. Not a week ago, the guy changed drastically, they were close but felt far untouched. A forced smile caught Atlas who was really worried about someone on the phone.

Without a word, Zhora turned her back on leaving the guy. Hit the chest, hoping to reduce the pain that comes out of nowhere. Leaving disappointed, sad, and overthinking.

Zhora closed the rooftop door a little more closed, remaining a little gap. Before that, took the time to stare at Atlas, staring as well. Unknowingly, a single drop of precious clear liquid descended past the cheeks, indicating that Zhora was truly fragile.

Atlas looked, even aware of his treatment.

Zhora closed the door, running over the stairs in a hurry. Wanting to stay away from the guy for a while, not seeing the presence of someone behind.

“It turns out, you like her, yes?”

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Zhora arrived at her class, lucky that both eyes can be invited to compromise. Walking slowly towards the table, presented one woman 'maybe' waiting for his presence.

“Where to from?” Both of Artha's eyes squinted, staring at Zhora's body from top to bottom.

“Cu-free. to the toilet. Here my clothes were wet,” Zhora showed her slightly wet white uniform, Artha stood up and looked fixedly at Zhora's uniform.

“This.. is not crying water, right?” Artha is like a detective, guessing right on target.

Zhora shook her head quickly. “Bu.kan, really. I was last abis..– face wash, yes face wash!” both eyeballs point up to the right, looking for the right reason. Artha was forced to nod, despite her awkwardness.

“Oh, okay. I hope you don't hide something,”

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Canteen.

“Zhora, sorry we left you yesterday, very sorry. We're also looking for lo, but there's no.”

“Jor, where the hell are you yesterday? suddenly say?”

“This is all because.”.

Zhora stopped sipping sweet iced tea. Looking curiously at the hanging word. “Gara-gara?”

“It, because–”

“We can eat here too, no?” The world didn't want Zhora to know that fact. The air seemed to tell the arrival of three men to hide the facts.

“Iya also.” Revan sat his butt on a long bench, next to Jelia playing on a cell phone. Patting the girl's cheek slowly, Jelia remained the focus of the game.

“Ayok, mabar?” take Revan, and the two kasmaran creatures came to pass.

Zef sat down with Artha who looked at the judges, carved in his pretty face. “What the hell, lo? already there go, I want the same brother Elzar!” ketus Artha, throw away the original face.

“Elzar play basketball.” says Zef. Looking at the disdain Zhora fell silent sitting at the very corner, again and again, alone. Artha chose silence, rather than fussing with this astral guy.

“Eh, this.. Zhora was nanya. The reason we go first,” continued Xessi continued her interjected words.

All directions point to Xessi. With the exception of Revan, Jelia was busy playing the game. Frowning, fusing eyebrows, and silence.

“Means?” revo cetus.

“Why did we leave yesterday, he?” Xessi nodded.

“Should be discussed?” cynical Zef, staring dislike Zhora. Zhora who was stared at like that looked down, not daring to look at the guy who was clearly showing dislike.

“Lo also said, right, you guys who make it? why invited, if usually just bother?” satir Revan though his fingers were busy playing the game. One punch landed smooth on his shoulders.

“Can't, so!” jelia's Reprimand.

Revan looked confused. It's really hard, right? “Emang bener.” bela Revan.

“Why, anyway? he does not accept, we stay, while he is busy cross-numbers?” Here it appears, who hates Zhora the most. Zef answer.

“It is, most envious because we walk with him alone. Everywhere her beautiful sonny boy, not a wreck.”

“This example,” Zef embrace Artha avenged sharp gaze of the girl. Shifting his gaze found Zhora lowered her head, not twitching.

“He left because we couldn't stand the clay together. Cih, still mending have a pretty attention. Actually not pantes anyway,” Zef continues to issue blasphemy constantly, slowly lowering Zhora's confidence.

“Mother, do I not deserve school here?” Under his bow, Zhora smiled wryly.

“Sorry mom, I'm shy. I should have worked alone, compared to school here.”

“Why?” ask Zhora inwardly.

“Because I'm ugly, don't deserve happiness. Happiness only comes when we are beautiful. Didn't you?” Zhora again smiled, no, put on the mask.

Xessi and Jelia fell silent. Staring at his best friend, they were friends not looking at anything. Xessi tries to get close to Zhora, arms restrained by Revo.

“Don't get diaperin,” whispered Revo.

“Newly this time I squirm the contents are beautiful, uh dear the only bad look.” Zef laughed as if there was a comedian in front of him. Zhora was sick, her mental hearing was declining.

“Ah, yes. I forgot, if I'm ugly.”

“Zef, already!” lerai Artha, could not bear to see his best friend bowed from earlier. Zef looked relaxed, not feeling wrong though.

“Self-aware, cake. Glowing, white, no acne, bruising. Try to read, kayak face is not taken care of.” Zhora shed tears, squeezing her hands. His neck felt sore due to a long time down.

Enough, Zhora still had some pride. He doesn't want to shame Lena, never will! Zhora has been trying to be quiet and patient, maybe the guy will be tired himself.

Zhora looked up, stood up and left the fucking people. Staring fixedly at Zef showed hatred for him. Zhora knew the guy was surprised by the presence of tears on his cheeks. As if he didn't care, his index finger pointed right in front of Zef's face.

Both of his eyes were expressing disappointment.

“Thank you, Mr. Zef is perfect. With your input, I became aware of who I was. I'm an ugly person who doesn't deserve happiness, right?”

“Because happiness comes to the beautiful, not the ugly like me.”

tesss.

The tears came down, again. The entire center of view leads to Zhora. Jelia and Revan were busy playing the game looking up, surprised to see Zhora crying.

“Zhor...” Ogre Xessi does not have the heart, want to touch Zhora's arm. Quickly, Zhora brushed aside that unsullied clean hand.

“Don't touch me, you're a prince and I'm a rat. Ugly, and disgusting. Is that right, Zef?” zhora asked, showing deep fragility. Zef was dumbfounded, was he wrong?

“One more time, thanks for the input.” Zhora shed tears again and again. His mentality dropped, his body squeezed, dizziness penetrated him nonstop. He had to run through the second field to get to his class.

See, no one's chasing him?

Zhora looked straight, showing her tears even though as hard as she could, Zhora blotted out violently, producing nothing.

Zhora did not see any iron mounds there, causing her to fall. Dizziness, and blood came out of his forehead, making pimples and bruises twitch sore.

Consciousness is gone, Zhora hopes this is not fainting, but rather leaving the world. Silent, and dark.

Bad looks like you don't pantes here...

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WOY GA CAN FEEL ASTAGHFIRULLAH. CAN'T DO IT, PLS I BEG YOU TO GIVE HIS INPUT WOYYY!!! PLEASE YAAA??

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