The Shine For You

4. Him, School Here.

“In fact, even the closest people can cut our hearts slowly.”

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The pillow-faced girl opened both eyes slowly.adjusted the timid sunlight to meet through the ventilation. blinked repeatedly, then changed position to sit.

A glance at the blue wall clock, at half seven in the morning. tidying up the most comfortable place first. After being satisfied, both legs of the level walk to the toilet.

Wash your face in the sink, look up at yourself in the mirror quite large— that is slightly cracked. face pillow and eye bags as a complement to the early morning. Before long, the ritual bath went smoothly.

Moving out of the room, a gray white uniform adheres beautifully to her body. The aroma of cooking was thick on his nose.The two eyeballs found Lena waiting. “Mother is waiting for me from earlier?”

Lena shook her head, peeping at her daughter's forehead. “Not too long, new mom finished making breakfast, nih.” Lena took the rice and tempeh with her friends, laid the plate of the girl. Zhora smiled for a moment.

“Thank you, mistress.” chattered Zhora. her lips were wheezing, showing a row of clean white teeth.

“Basic, have eaten. later diomelin pak sumpam, loh!” exclaim Lena. Zhora nodded, devouring the dishes this time. Feeling full, Zhora gulped down the water until it ran aground.

“Aja mom who washes her dishes, gih take the bag and keep getting ready.” Zhora initially refuses, fearing that Lena has not fully recovered. Looking at the pleading gaze, the heart softened.tently walked back towards the room and used a dark blue bag.

Blue. Zhora's favorite color since childhood. I don't know, seeing the color of the sea makes it calm. Lena put the money on the nightstand for the snack and shuttle Zhora. although Zhora knows, if the nominal is a little. Again, not to break his spirit.

Approaching his mother was preparing the ingredients to make a ghetuk, barking obediently. Peeked Lena's cheek for a bit. “I'm leaving, Mom!” zhora shrieked as she exited the house. Lena laughed at her son's behavior.

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The bright ceiling had represented the feeling of a mature brown-skinned girl with a face filled with pimples around her. Riding the age-consuming ontel bike did not melt his spirit in the morning, his eyes radiated happiness when he arrived right in front of the large gate that read 'SMA ALATRA.'

Some sweet-tempered disciples around the gate stared strangely, confusedly, at once cynically. How can you, huh? famous and luxurious schools that use butut bikes?

Zhora is not a quick-influenced girl. Oh no, not exactly yet. Zhora was convinced that the trait had not yet emerged. A sincere smile on his mature face. Looking around, with pleasure. He was very grateful to be able to get into this school, even with a scholarship.

Fact, yes. Many students want to enter this school.Strict selection, but thanks to his cleverness, finally an Ozhora can graduate safely.

Carry the ontel bike happily. Standardize the bike neatly. palms gently stroked on the black seat. “Well here, yes Merin!” The bicycle was given an original name. Out of nowhere, the girl felt comfortable calling him.

A second later, both irises of the eyes looked sadly towards 'Merin'. Zhora knew, really knew what the reason the entire disciple looked at her like that. The iron is rusty, and the seat is a little torn. In fact, the handlebar began to be difficult to move around.

Look at the car park full of four-wheeled vehicles. To be sure, the price is not cheap. Sports car, contemporary, sophisticated, modern, identify SMA ALATRA really.

Shaking head right and left. Closing his eyes at a glance. He should not think like that, the school of learning is not to show off who is the greatest.

“Thankful Zhora! It's still good you can get into this school!”

Yeah, maybe Zhora should rely on some firm Mario words. His footsteps towards the large 3-story building flanked by two buildings were no less large. Clear glass-lined wide door. The door opens automatically, there's a sensor on it.

Just two steps away quietly, suddenly the roar of the car teased his sense of hearing.turned around, seeing what happened next. Kepo is also the tip, mank.

Oh? even Zhora was unaware if there was a gathering of girls waiting for someone beside the gate, it seemed? the desire of the girl group is achieved, when 4 cars enter the school grounds arrogantly.

Zhora thousands of times regretted stopping her steps. Instead, the girls grew louder and louder hysterically. Deftly both hands cover the ears, intelligence.

The luxury cars of various types that stop right at the group of girls who have been screaming hysterically since last— deliberately to spread the charm, it seems.

One of the four cars opened the roof wide, as if to show who the man behind the white car was. The girls there screamed louder when they found out that the handsome guy was the one who was driving her.

“Wait, that's not..? he went to school here too? no, there's no way he's here! my eyes are wrong.” muttered Zhora in disbelief.

Putting on a haughty style, take off those sunglasses. Followed by the owners of the other three cars who started the 'action' that they were used to doing. Especially if it is not a charm?

Ozhora froze as her gaze met that white fellow motorist who was looking at her with a curious look. Intending to disconnect the eye contact, he wanted to turn around and immediately enter the brown building before hearing a loud scream that felt breaking his ears right then and there.

“KAK ATLAS! MARRY ME I CAN, DONG!”

“HELOW? I'M THE SOUL MATE OF ATLAS PANDORA! NOTHING ELSE, DOT!”

“KAK POLAN SAOLOH SWEET CLEAR! DEDEK IS NOT STRONG, BANG!”

“ZEVIN! DON'T RUN AWAY, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S PREGNANT WITH ME?! NGAKU LO, SEMPAKK!”

“NIOZ CALLED MAMA MAKE IT MANTU!!”

'so bad soul mate person digituin, ' his inner. Finally Zhora decided to leave the crowd, on the grounds of avoiding Atlas as well as studying.

Yes, Atlas Pandora.You did not read it wrong. The handsome guy who gave her the warm treatment yesterday. Whether a demon from nowhere, Atlas felt like he remembered something upon seeing the girl.It was not because of what, Zhora's face was blurry in Atlas' eyes.

Finally, Atlas drove his luxury porsche car, until one of his friends approached Atlas in a hurry.

“Why, bro?” ask the sweet-faced guy— after being satisfied to spread the charm here and there. Derianta Police. Playboy snapper, unfortunately the face is too valuable as Playboy.

Atlas shook his head slowly. Raising his left hand, intending to look at the black-colored watch. “Gue unplug.” Atlas moved with a black bag on his left shoulder.

Polan stared irritatedly at Atlas. “Si dongo! Still mending have attention, like me!” as the sweet-faced man gritted his clean white teeth.

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“What are you squirming anyway? until that smile. trance, yes?” Zhora stared at her strange friend— Artha Sqeulias— smiling sweetly looking at her mobile phone.

Artha had not yet realized Zhora's call. Gini, nih, cogan charm is second to none. To the extent that the famous Artha jutek and judes smile wryly. Zhora gave a small giggle looking at her friend who just kept lifting the corner of her ripe lips. He wants to be crazy, but he's my best friend.

“Artha!” peekuk Zhora. stare at the annoyed and confused with his friend this one. Tumben once, early in the morning do not yell here and there. The ritual of Artha is amazing.

Artha turned her head.His smile disappeared, turning into a sour face, hate being bullied. “What?!” pissed Artha. Artha if angry do not see status, his own friend was sprayed blasphemy. But, behind his ugly attitude, he has a caring and loving heart.

Zhora scratched her nape.it was slightly surprised by Artha's shrill voice. “Again what, anyway? it looks serious.” Zhora was relieved after saying that.

Zhora was again astonished to see Artha's face smiling again.The two cheeks met red. “You know? but don't nikung!” was-was Artha, has often been stabbed millions of times.

Without realizing it, Artha's presence in his life changes his knowledge. Previously, Artha thought Zhora was strange, ignorant of this - it was clearly widespread.

Zhora chuckled softly. “Iya, yes! why do I also love my own tea?” assault Zhora. Artha realized, Zhora is still so innocent. How could the girl have cornered him? impossible!

The phone leads to Zhora, showing a photo of a smoking boy, apparently on a school rooftop. “That's who? how about smoking, anyway? not good for health!” zhora Reprimand.

Artha. “That's exactly the main attraction for me! I am not a lover of cute guys.more challenging little, love the same bad boy!” Zhora stared in disbelief. Do you like male smokers? Artha was different.

“You like?” Zhora was curious.trying to bring out the best hearing. Perhaps, Zhora heard wrong?

Artha nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, girl! she is attractive, her bold attitude is one of the advantages in my eyes.” Perhaps Zhora agrees with this statement, but not with smokers. Reminds his father of a smoker, then gets lung cancer.

“Who is he, Artha?” Zhora continued to ask. Digging information from the guy. Zhora won't approve of their relationship, period!

It was strange, really strange to see Artha hugging her affectionately mobile phone. Honestly, Zhora herself felt perplexed and a little disgusted at seeing it. But whatever happens, he's happy to see his best friend happy too.

“The name is Elzar. our upperclassman! from tomorrow I want to bring my own bekel for him, must!” Artha clenched her hands. Steady with his mind path. Zhora was silent, confused as to what kind of response.

“Things-count the same approach Sister Elzar!” the girl's cheerful.so happy, she didn't realize her classmates looked strange. Yes, the enslaved queen in the class looks carefree like, that? absolutely amazing!

Zhora's arm was knocked. Look, see who did it. “What?”

“Si Artha is healthy? I'm not sure, it's Artha. Tumben-tumbenan he did not ranting because at the picket.” cetus girl berbando mickey mouse it. Yes, Artha's anger always arises when he finds his classmates are not pickets.

Zhora looked at Artha. “Let's go Nes, good he didn't menggomelin y'all,” whispered Zhora slowly. Nesya heard it and laughed.

Zhora turned back to face Artha as the girl patted her shoulder gently. “Tomorrow my temenin, yes! want right? I bought it!”

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Apdet again, do not know the mood is not good from yesterday. honestly rada males, just for the sake of you guys I woke up my mood, hehe!😜️

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