The Shine For You

21. Warm up.

“I love you, but boong.”

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“Hey, where are you going!” said the middle-aged man in the brown suit, his index finger pointing at the three men who were busy climbing a cliff near the old park.

“M'campus jir, ketawan!” peekik Nioz, the guy has reached the top of the cliff. His right hand pulled Zevin's hand still down. While Polan was down, the man leisurely walked first leaving them.

“Poulan! here dongo, cih ntu boy even to the shop first again!” grumbling Nioz, his hand accidentally removed their link. Zevin, who had not heard the cue, fell down, leaving a curse from the man with the crest.

“Why did you loose, damn!” Zevin stood up, cleaning up the dirty stains on his pants. Then turned around and scratched his non-itchy nape.

“What's the first, you guys? trying to escape, huh?!” snapped Pak Wawan— universal killer math teacher Alatra. His face is loh, said the student here anyway, like an alien. Cheek dimples that are too deep and both eyes are always a mockery.

“You Nioz! down-and-down! or I change your value to zero. Want?!” challenge Pak Wawan, his face turned fierce. Error, every day his face is like that.

“Poulan, look out for nying!”

Zevin glanced back at a glance, his mouth muttering without a sound. Makes Nioz trouble digesting what Zevin means. “Nya?” Zevin.

“Jono?” Zevin shook his head again, plus a deadly stare.

“Mia khalifa?” repeated Nioz. Zevin glared, then his mouth remained muttered like a bird.

“Apaan anyway, be'go! no horrors of me!” spray Nioz, tired of studying what this ayan guy meant. Nioz tried to bring out the best hearing, to digest what Zevin was talking about.

“Sabur! buy me a cigarette a pack of iced oranges, hunted! jump to the Wawan craze!” Nioz who heard immediately nodded, then turned around and jumped out of the school.

“HEY! NIOZ WHERE ARE YOU GOING? DARE TO RUN AWAY DURING LESSON?! HOW DARE!” Shouted Mr. Wawan, staring fiercely Zevin replied to a wide grin by the guy.

“Ampun pack, laper.” Zevin stroked his flat stomach, looking for the right reason. They are, aren't they? wayward. But not as stubborn as Elzar the same.

“You, I'm legal to run in the field 20 times! now!” Pak Wawan folded his hands in front of his chest, waiting for the next movement made by Zevin. Zevin who heard it was lethargic, even so no papa! the important thing is to skip the lesson.

“Alhamdullilah! thanks yes, sir!” Zevin chirped past the confused Pak Wawan half-dead. The middle-aged man felt, over time the students here lost their minds.

“Basic kids today,”

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“Zhora? Here, Zef wants to talk to you,” Artha stood up and then pulled slowly Zhora's arm, bringing Zef and Zhora closer. Artha did not know, if Zhora had a very big fear because of the man's insults.

“Lo hurts? why go straight out?” Artha felt a great tremor as she clasped Zhora's arm, Artha felt that something was wrong with this girl.

Zhora's mouth felt muddy, if he spoke then his mouth was like burning fire. Lowering his head, looking at the black-colored asphalt was more attractive as it seemed.

Why is Atlas here?

Not wanting to take a headache, Artha immediately nudged Zef's arm who had earlier put on a flat face like a plywood kayak. Her mood deteriorates, desperately Zef holds back the anger of not rejecting Artha's request.

“APologize now, if you don't want to be long!” Artha whispered right in Zef's ear, making the delinquent guy a little tickled.

“Zhor, don't duck. Appreciate your interlocutor,” Artha is still Artha, rarely the girl is sweet except with Elzar. Galak, judes and jutek have ingrained in his body.

Oh come! Near Zef alone had fainted, how about staring at that guy? Negative thoughts began to spring into Zhora's mind. As hard as Zhora brushed off the thought, but the negative thought did not want to lift a foot from her brain.

Zhora tried to look up with her eyes closed. Sighing slowly, slowly but surely both eyes opened. Featuring brown eyeballs that exude sadness, fragility and disappointment. Only certain people can see what Zhora is now.

Yeah, Zef knows that. Zef could guess if the girl before him was so afraid to meet him. Maybe you're thinking, did Zef have no pity, panicked when Zhora fainted? Zef panicked, but his prestige kept him quiet and tried not to care.

Zef admitted that time he was carried away by emotions, how not? Zhora is searched here and there, do not you know Zhora they are looking up to the top floor, which is clearly not filled anything? They finally gave up, and rushed home.

Zef was hypnotized with that faint gaze, a gaze that was shown specifically for him. Gives a million grief, fear and trauma. And Zef believed, there was something this girl was hiding besides the matter from him.

Eliminating all ego and prestige, Zef with arrogance would be branded as a cheap man after this. Staring into Zhora's eyes, as if looking for information on the cause of this girl's grief.

“Gue—” one breath.

“Gue, Mint–” Honest! Zef rarely apologized to others, this was the first time he ever apologized to anyone else. Relax, your pride is there.

“Sorry, I was emotional at the time.” In two breaths, it felt heavy and difficult to utter words he rarely used. Zef felt that Zhora was the first girl to apologize from him, so lucky.

Zhora was shocked, her heart felt forcibly removed from her habitat. The fear disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sense of calm and safety. Zhora did not know for sure, why was her body's response always surprising?

Zhora heard the sincerity from Zef, maybe it was that sincerity that made Zhora's heart warm. Zhora is not a vengeful, selfish type. She is just a little girl who easily cries, babes and overthinks.

Zhora tried to look at the two eyes that once insulted her all out, making her cry in public. Then instantly giving him warmth, who exactly was this Zef? However nil, Zhora did not see any doubt in those eyes.

The plain girl smiled widely, “Before Brother Zef apologized, I'm sorry. Thank you, brother, for the words of Brother Zef. Brother Zef knows? it's very valuable to me.” Artha smiled wryly, her heart pleased to see peace.

“Gini dong, from earlier cake!” Artha glanced at Zef's annoyance and smiled happily as she looked at Zhora. But, honestly.. Zhora remained uncomfortable. I don't know what the cause is, for sure he must accept Zef's apology.

That sweet smile was contagious to Zhora, before long a well-bodied man approached them. Staring fiercely at Zef, like intimidating the guy.

“He did the same, lo?”

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