The Shine For You
16. Verenas? [ word plus ]
“If you can't speak well, it's better to be quiet. Because if you cry for someone, see what karma you will get.”
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The city of Jakarta looks crowded. Workdays do not make the beautiful city deserted inedible age. The trees, plants and flowers are in full bloom, giving oxygen in addition to refreshing the eyes.
The watering plants gladly and painstakingly give water to the plants, trees, flowers on the edge of the sidewalk. Any walker who passes the sidewalk will surely be fascinated by the beauty of the flowers that are cared for wholeheartedly.
Zhora's head pointed to the left, a little more cafe alantaria until. Easily known for its luxury, and a large banner on the front. Zhora gave the code to turn left on the bulge, the motor's bow leading to Zhora's desire.
“Ready, neng!" ojol spirit. Zhora smiled in response, now the sky is starting to orange. The sun is also not too stinging skin, considering it is now at 16.35 pm.
The motor stops right in front of the parking lot. Zhora went down and gave some money to ojol. Accepted well by ojol, then smiled awkwardly.
“Still, bang.” Zhora turned her gaze at the customers who were flocking to enter. I don't know, the passion for singing decreased, seeing the incident earlier.
“That's who? what's his girlfriend, huh?”
Self-conscious ugly..
You don't pantes here..
Away from the perfect, you're just a human being..
“Neng? Yeh, the neng even bengong!” As Ojol blurted out Zhora's daydream, Zhora was grateful for the call. Maybe if ojol does not wake him up, maybe until tomorrow he becomes a statue of dumbass here.
Zhora fluttered, then gave an unpleasant grin. “Why, bang?” Zhora starts wearing a mask, showing that she is fine.
“Thank you money! don't bengong neng, briefly possessed loh,” joked Ojol. Zhora pretended to laugh crisply. Was it because of the bad mood, that joke did not comfort him at all?
“Ahaha. I think I first bang. Careful,” After ojol left, Zhora immediately entered with lethargic steps. Maybe the cold can make himself better, hopefully.
Zhora opened the glass door. Zhora was surprised instead of playing, seeing the customers more crowded than yesterday. Even yesterday it was crowded, now? Zhora was confused, why it remained cold, even though the atmosphere this time was really crowded.
“Definitely because of the words I time, it. Hum, they really do it.”
Zhora entered the staff room. Put a sling bag over the nightstand. Then cover the face with natural makeup, even though there are still cuts on her forehead. Standing in front of the glass, looking at the look of her.
Ah, look. He was very sad because of the presence of wounds wrapped in cotton. Zhora was anxious with an iron cut wound that disturbed the area of the face. His right hand raised slowly, staring at the annoyed wound.
A little more hands touching the cotton-coated wound, his mind remembered Elzar's words in the UKS. His mind and body's reaction at the sight of the wound were compared back, His memory as if siding with Elzar.
Don't touch.
Nurut, this is for your own good.
Zhora lowered her hand. His mind is worried. Plus the appearance that was not supportive at all, Zhora Lieur himself thought about it.
Compared to the dilemma caused by thought, Zhora turned around and looked for Yolla. Not good, right if it's the same Oliv continues? Both feet of Zhora's level towards the next room, looking for Yolla. Several greetings approached, even from them were very attentive to the wound on his forehead.
Nah! Zhora finds Yolla sitting with Hana. Approaching the two girls quarrels far away with him. Pull up a small chair, then sit facing Yolla and Hana.
“Kak,” Hana and Yolla turned their heads, both surprised to see cotton stuck to his forehead. Hana wants to see the wound, but Zhora undoes it.
“Ah, no papa sis Hana. this, I just want nanya, my appearance is okay yet?” zhora's thumb and index finger formed the Adidas logo, affixed under his chin, stylized.
Yolla chuckled, while Hana with her motherly soul stared seriously. “That's why?” Zhora already considers Hana like her second mother, so do not be surprised Zhora is afraid and confused to want to find the right reason.
“Em, anu– jedo–”
A man raises his head behind a wall. “Zhor! now time to gig!” Hanna clucked softly, Yolla looked curiously. Zhora was forced to stand up, say goodbye and then walk towards the iron platform.
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In contrast to Zhora who worked the bone for the sake of the family, Elzar seriously followed the furor this time. Sweat splashes on the forehead, and temples. The two glares of sharp eyes plus the chest of the field up and down as a complement showed just how sinister Elzar was now.
Small, large wounds firmly stuck to the face. Ah, with happiness God still makes the face of the Greek god is still handsome and sexy in this atmosphere. Handsome mah, free.
Smiling victoriously saw Haysen move stiffly, his body moving yet producing nothing. Lying limp and holding the chest, hoping to reduce the pain.
Glancing at Revan, the gamer guy looked forward to Haysen with a look of hatred at once trivial. Zerloxeus? get ready to stay by name. Haysen easily considered his opponent to be flabby and not strong? Pfft, Zerloxeus isn't a loser.
“So who wins now, Mr. Haysen?” zef asked, more like a ledge, anyway. Oh, is it possible that Haysen hoped he would win? whoop! don't dream that beautiful.
“Shut up your fcking, mouth!” haysen snapped even though the man's baritone voice was low, his throat felt suffocated by thousands of ropes. Even so, Haysen admitted that his opponent could not be invited to play around.
Revo's turn, the Dutch blaster guy laughed like he was entertained by a comedian. “Cih, really big lo!” hina Revo, her index finger pointed at the battered face of Haysen. Poor Haysen, his fellow fellowship escaped leaving his boss.
Brrjfh! Revo wanted to laugh, I guess. What kind of friend is that? Leaving Haysen clearly strong only when with his fucking friends. If by himself, Haysen was nothing, the crafty guy was just relying on his fucking thoughts.
Haysen had prepared some of his companions to trap Elzar. But it is not Elzar if the man is more alert than Haysen's friend, just underestimate Elzar's cleverness, but not with his strength and determination.
“Suppose someone like a book. Can a book cover or cover represent the whole book? Anyway, we can judge a book by its cover only?”
Haysen was already unconcerned about his pride that had been guarded long ago, most importantly this time he had to survive. His grudge has not been avenged at all!
“Pronounce the last word, before you die.” Clederick, a.k.a Erick was one of the members of Zerloxeus who joined Elzar. Looking at the cynical Hayden who began to speak brokenly, his body increasingly drooped limp.
Hayden spoke, but the voice was very small. In fact, Revan thought the guy became gagu instantly. “To..tolo–ng..” shrewd Hayden, to hell with the shadow of his weak and not strong in fighting.
Elzar smiled, didn't he! more precisely a creepy smirk. The man with the Greek god was silent, but his hand took a cell phone and called someone.
“....”
“Jalan xx, deket Shop Othoris.”
“...”
“Bring to the hospital, now.”
“...”
“The situation is dying, I hope you come here as soon as.”
The connection was cut off unilaterally, Elzar put his smartphone back in his pocket. Elzar reckon, Haysen and his friends had heard the conversation earlier. Instead of wasting time, Elzar left and rode on his black ninja bike.
“Wait here, don't die just yet.” said Revan, which sounded like a joke. Zef and Revo only laughed at a glance, then followed in the footsteps of Elzar leaving Haysen waiting for the help to come.
“Stupid! where may my grudge be finished, you will know the consequences of honorable Mr. Elzar. Live happily you will not I justin!”
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The atmosphere of the stall as well as the grocery store became increasingly crowded. Unlike the previous, DJ owned by Nioz was not heard replaced by Zevin's westernized song. Salacious song, its mas.
Nioz who was blasphemed by his own friend resigned, followed the watch with Polan equally his friends. Glancing at Zevin, satisfied with the blasphemy that had been given to Nioz.
“What lo, loy-wild?” Zevin laughed, the guy's getting handsome. But baby, very picky girl who will be his partner later.
“Halah, his taste is beautiful, bohay, sexy that is great right? Ck, like Jerry lo gede, nying!” so scorned Nioz, who was fed up with the Zevin type of girl.
Nioz threw away his gaze, snorting in annoyance. “Geer very lo, Jono!” ledek Nioz used the name of Zevin's parents, making the boy growl a little.
“Campret! my parents name is Jonathan, not Jono!” elak Zevin, his parents' names are as good as it was replaced with Jono? Nioz is as autistic as he is.
“Important I'm comfortable calling him,” Nioz don't care. Better hoard, that crowd of guys. Caring for hearing with Zevin's insults to him.
Nioz smirked at Polan who did not blink at all watching the video. A mischievous thought emerged, the man prayed first before continuing his attraction. As always, prayer is eating.
Nioz moved his hands and ten fingers. Flexing his hands to prepare for his crazy action. After feeling enough, Nioz stared amusedly at the perverted boys.
One. Nioz was still smiling.
Two. His hands began to advance. Both eyes looked at the group of men, so that the plan did not fail.
Three. Yak, great. Nioz's finger pressed the power button to turn the phone off. In the next two seconds, it can be overshadowed. Nioz ran in a daze, went into the stall to hide.
“NIOZZ! THOUGH IT WAS ALREADY IN THE SECTION– EHM EHM ITS LOH!”
“Child dajjal!”
“Jing, sang– eh astaghfirullah!”
In contrast to their depravity, Verena came up with two white plastic bags. The beautiful woman had visited Indomaret to buy snacks. According to Atlas, only fear if the food sold in the stalls is unhygienic and dirty.
Verena put the plastic bag first, and the skinny hand hung spoiled on Atlas' sturdy arm. Atlas was silent, the two dark green eyeballs were spinning.
“Eat dong, have I brought!” Next, the chewy face member touched the soft cheek of Atlas. Veren retreated his face, then opened the plastic bag casually.
Too bad, Verena forgot it was a public place. So, naturally dong yes, if anyone saw the incident Veren pecking cheek Atlas? The woman hiding behind the power pole closed her mouth, then ran away to undo the intention to snack there.
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This plus yes, do not forget his support. hehe!
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