The Shine For You
15. That girl, Who?
“Don't see me crying, I don't want someone to see my fragility.”
The sad scene jago ask for advice dong, ya
tell me if there's a typo.
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Maybe some people believe, if there are humans in this world strong will be everything. They are strong, invulnerable, and not weak. No matter how he was smeared, slapped, the man persisted, showing no weakness.
Please underline, 'No showing.' doesn't mean he's always strong. Maybe he was always praised by thousands of citizens, but if at home it could be, he turned into a sad figure. Everyone has their own flaws and advantages.
Maybe someone has said, “There are perfect humans in this world.” Yeah, that's just the view from him, not anyone else. For example, nih. She likes brown women, she thinks it's perfect. Not for someone who likes white.
For example, he looks strong on all problems. But, being weak was helpless if the matter hit his family. So, everyone has shortcomings and advantages, just be grateful for what they are.
Just like Zhora, the girl has advantages in the field of work, cleverness, but not for her shortcomings. Easy to cry, easily influenced, and easy to think of the smallest things.
Zhora walked slowly, looking forward to the grand and luxurious gate a little more he could reach. If only not ordered to go home first, Zhora wanted to learn as much as possible. Feeling bad and awkward leaving the last hour.
“ Anyway I have to request material from Endra.” Zhora monologued, his feelings always wrapped in the fierce face of his teacher. I wish that if he came home first, the teacher would not be angry. Because of the class teacher, who ordered to go home first.
Zhora turned to meet Merin. Is Merin the ontel bike okay? Compared to thinking that no-no Zhora immediately approached Merin. Catching a rusty ontel bike looks fine, nothing scuffed.
Ride the ontel bike, then rewind and walk through the special parking lot of bicycles. School work is quiet, obviously because it's not time to go home yet. But not for the two people who are busy splashing near the gate.
The man and the girl chatted, and the man took the girl to ride in a white sports car. Opening the roof to make it look more luxurious. The guy came out for a while, maybe send a greeting to the security guard who used to keep at the gate.
Zhora saw that, even very clearly in both of his eyes. Zhora felt off balance, he did not have the strength to pedal Merin, his grip began to break. His heart felt torn and stabbed forcibly, his heart rate felt faster than usual.
Zhora regretted being pampered with their affairs. Why did Zhora have to look at that, Why do both eyes want her heart to hurt? Or, those two eyes showed that Zhora did not deserve to be happy? Ah, Zhora was sure one hundred percent of this moment could not be forgotten.
Long viewed the incident, the sports car left school until the four-wheeled vehicle was swallowed by the earth. Zhora did not know with her own feelings, Zhora was sure this hundred percent was not love, for sure!
Zhora has never felt this, but that doesn't mean it's love! No, Zhora feels because lately it's closer to guys. Surely Zhora saw the guy closest to her, Zhora would feel this too.
Gathering the power that was scattered around him, calling his life to be tough. Zhora did not want to be a weak girl, even though she was weak.
Atlas, that.. who?
did that woman make you this worried?
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“Yu no am bogeng!” nioz shouted as he gathered with his friends. The DJ's music kept spinning, some were enjoying, some were disturbed.
“Yoz, noisy dog!” annoyed the long-haired guy, staring amusedly and annoyed with the actions of his Gesrek pepper-rada friends.
Nioz did not care, his head twinkled followed by his hands that moved here and there. Really, if you were here it would feel noisy. How no? DJ songs, plus full volume, plus jumbo speakers! just bought it, again!
Beuh, really no kasa? nioz's ears are immune. They are in the stall as well as the grocery store is used as a gathering place. Nioz did not have the slightest shameless vein.
“BU, ICE TEA FIVE! SAME NOODLES GLASS, DO NOT BREW, WANT ME GADO IN!” squealing one of the guys there, even the song had an impact on people who wanted to buy something. To the extent that the guy shouted loudly so that his voice did not lose to the DJ.
“Nioz sane no heck?” zevin asked looking at the strange guy who was busy swaying from earlier. Nudging Polan's arm painstakingly ate the lontong.
“Again heartbroken, maybe.” origin Polan, again cool then lontong disturbed. Then stand up to take some more fritters, and eat them.
They are rich, not that they always eat different foods. They are both human, eating rice. So, they feel accustomed to things that have often even become their rituals.
“Young dad,” Nioz change koplo song or DJ as he pleases. Unlike the Zevin who really likes DJs, but DJs abroad.
“Drags,” continued Mezo, their fellowship friend.
“Drawing,” follow Zevin, yes want wherever Zevin also memorize the song.
“Pusing becomes!” Nioz is really embarrassing, if the guy is not handsome may have been cut down and kicked by the people here.
Didn't Nioz think his fanatical fans saw this? Could it be, they ilfeel? or are they disgusted, and don't admire anymore? Or even.. getting excited?
Nioz said, “So papa's dad is crazy, which is important handsome!”
Unfortunately, it is real. Very dear, handsome gesrek, crazy, fit to enter a mental hospital. With Xessi, Ancur and the hospital.
Polan's gaze leads to a horde of disassociated men, with one front man holding up his smartphone. Polan already thinks yes.
“Watch a yes-yes, definitely.”
Instead of breaking up and giving a million talks, the man approached and asked permission to watch. Understand, lah. Polan normal.
“Nonton nganu yak?” Polan saw the three of them nod, the others were already focused on watching. Hmh!
“Gue can not follow, nih?” polan's permission with all his selfishness. Suddenly the boys looked in shock, then changed the look of the face to be more relaxed.
“Sini, dah.” invite the guy, finally Polan join hoarding. Zevin shook his head with his friend's nature, no one is sane but Atlas.
Until Zevin himself, confused to do what. Checking the bosen Instagram, playing PUBG bosen, everything is bosen. I think Zevin needs a girlfriend, please.
The roar of car engines filled around the stall. Saw a white sedan car stopping in front of the stall. Slowly, the door opened. One by one foot in the alasi shoes high heels it down. The boys there looked strangely, are there women here?
Sure enough, the woman in luxurious fashion got out of the car casually. That beautiful, makeup-filled face blinked one of her eyes. Making the boys melt, some see disgust and are not interested.
The other door opened, showing a beautiful view for the women. Atlas in a haughty style walked, towards the stall intending to greet his friends. The girl just followed.
“Who is he?” Zevin looked at the girl in amazement. As expected— sexy, beautiful, and bohai. Zevin type, really.
“Unacquainted.” ketus Atlas looked at the girl's annoyance. He replied, covering his ears. Do not forget, with the song DJ Full volume that continues to spin Nioz.
“Hai, beautiful neng! whose name?” flirty Zevin. At once he stared at the girl's body from head to toe.
“Verena Yeelion, Veren.”
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Veren who? Vereenang?:>
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