
“LIVE IT KAYAK ANGRY BIRDS GAME, HUH? EVERY TIME WE FALL, THERE MUST BE A BABL WHO LAUGHS.”
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Life should be pursued, not avoided. Every problem, solve it in a good way. Evil is returned to good, for good always contains privilege.
Like this is life, full of challenges and trials. Whether or not it is hard depends on ourselves. Are we going to get away from the problem, or come close and solve it?
Some people say life is unfair, like; why am I like this, why is he so while I am like this? why is life unfair? in fact, some make this motto, like this,
“The world is fair to the beautiful, not the ugly.”
In fact, life is fair. Life is not favoritism to who is beautiful, who is less charming. There's only one way, to be grateful. With gratitude, the favors that God gives are more pronounced.
We are lucky to have a full body, and to function. What about the state of homelessness, homelessness, and some others, do they complain? no, even they approached themselves with his god.
Don't embarrass yourself, you're not the only one who feels sad. But the truth is, many are sadder than you. Learn to be grateful from now on.
He said, if we smile at someone else, usually that person returns our smile. He said, if we meet someone we love, our eyeballs grow. He said, if you want to make sure the person is listening to us, repeat the words, see the response. And in fact, love is blind, it can drive people crazy.
That's the way Artha is today. Love blinds her by smiling to herself. Zhora alone was a little uncomfortable to see it, the girl stared happily at her lunchbox.
“Zhora, you're my nemenin for this bekel, right?” Artha turned her head, seeing Zhora busy struggling with her pencil. Artha is confused, why his best friend this one really demen learning.
Zhora's head was pointing at that jutek chick. “Yes, but don't take long huh?”
Artha nodded. “Just for a moment, love this bekel we continue directly to the canteen. according to my words yesterday, lo I treat.”
Zhora smiled, Artha does not look at caste, and is friends with anyone. Yes, although it must be blasphemed first. “Do not, I use my own money only!”
Artha glanced in annoyance. “Lo nolak me just as you do not appreciate my gift. how?” Judes' attitude came out, ma'am.
Zhora's confused. Artha is easily happy and easily angry. “Iya deh, yes. yes already if so let's focus on learning!”
Right, they had been chatting since the time of lesson Bu Welly—, the cultural arts teacher who always sleeps after giving the task— Previously, Zhora did not want to chat, he must appreciate Miss Welly even though the teacher is busy organizing her dreamland.
But, for fear of waking up the tiger, Zhora would inevitably serve Artha. Shortly after, the two began to work on the task calmly. Error, just one person. Zhora worked, and Artha was ready to cheat.
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The break bell rang about 10 minutes ago. However, the white girl remained silent. Stare doubtfully at the brown door that reads 'XI IPA 2.'
“You why, Artha?” asked Zhora confused. The feeling, Artha was the spirit until the end of Merauke when she wanted to meet her upperclassmen. But in an instant the girl turned doubtful, and unsure.
“Kok me so labile gini, huh? he is very fierce. Lest my bekel box be thrown away, kayak in the stories.” Zhora glared, the girl did not mess up like her. In fact, he was also fierce.
Zhora stroked Artha's shoulder gently, reassuring. “Positive thinking first, the door of the class is also not open yet.you ready yourself first, yes?” Artha laughed instead, the fall of Zhora like he could not bear to see his friend killed, injected, and others.
”Kok even laughed, anyway?” Zhora asked, both of her eyes staring at the purple stuff. “A little more door open. Maybe,”
Unexpectedly, Zhora's words had a point. The brown door was open, Artha who was not ready to fall because of the encouragement of one of the guys. “Eh, sorry-sorry! you are not papa?” the boy asked Artha.
Artha was still in a shocked mode. When the door opened, the boys in the class immediately ran out. Artha rubbed her ab skirt gently. Looking up, putting on his jutek face.
“Gak papa! already there go!” Zhora did not believe Artha who could easily throw a clear scolding at her upperclassman.
the man in black glasses scratched his nape. “Truly, nih? why-why am I being wronged.” The guy tries to grab Artha's arm, but is swiftly brushed aside by Artha.
“Gue says go! don't lo mode!” shout Artha. Making several looks towards her, Zhora grimaced in fear. Seeing the strong-bodied guy next to Artha, looking at the girl fiercely.
“Don't snap.he's your upperclassman, supposed to be more polite.” scold the guy. Artha turned her head, her eyes round paripurna. “Kak-kak Elzar?”
Zhora leaned against the corridor wall. Closed his eyes, not interested in seeing the incident. Even though the ears listen. “Herman, you can go.” that guy named Herman nodded, then left without a word.
Elzar looked at Artha sharply. “Can-can you jerk big brother class.” the guy said calmly, implied tone dislike.
Artha. “M..sorry brother, his abis dia–”
“What business are you doing here?” cynical Elzar, both of his dark blue eyes diverted to see the girl in the ponytail closing her eyes. Is that bad, her? you weird chick.
Zhora didn't see it. Although his ears could not lie, from earlier heard their conversation. He prayed, hoping that Elzar would not scold Artha.
Artha stayed down, clasping tightly to her provisions. “A-I just want to give you this, sis.” Artha must be brave, who is the genie who stopped by him to fear this upperclassman? not a lot of Artha!
With ogah-ogahan the guy took it. staring not interested in the food box, maybe he gave Jojo— a fat-bodied guy who likes to eat— later. Elzar still has a heart. There's no way he's refusing it.
Even though his heart said no. “Thanks.” after saying a word that can make Artha's heart flowery, Elzar left. He stared at the puzzled Zhora, that chick still brushed from earlier?
Artha felt like she was flying into the sky seven, her heart was pounding, thousands of butterflies had been flying around her. His cheeks are red. His hand touched his chest, overwhelmed.
“OZHORA!” pekik Artha loudly. turned to look at the surprised Zhora, spontaneously opening both eyes. “Udah? come on, I laper.” plain Zhora.
Artha shook Zhora's tiny body. “He received my bekel box! nerima Zhora! he kept saying thanks again! crazy I'm grinning, bang!” girang Artha. Elzar's shadow took his provisions, although with a flat face printed neatly in the mind.
Artha chuckled amusedly next. “Basic! I'm happy again gini seperpetnya you ask for food!” Zhora scowled, staring at Artha's rosy cheeks.
“Ciee, red cheeks tuh. congratulations, yes!” Zhora did not expect, even though she thought Artha had been rejected. Ah, he was already like an antagonist like her.
Artha closed both of her cheeks. “Diem lo! don't flirt, again. let's go to the cafeteria,” right? his attitude was moody, astonished. Not to mention, Artha pulled Zhora's arm.
“The starlings are still there, kirain if accepted so good.”
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Artha became the center of attention, a face that judes invited horrified gazes throughout the canteen. The bent face made the residents of the canteen shudder in fear.
Artha and Zhora had already sat table number 15. There are two girls of the same age. Yes, Zhora has friends other than Artha. Zhora not nolep-nolep very, really.
“Queen judges have arrived, guys! prepare yourself and your mind before being blasphemed!” chirps Jelia. Nodded Xessica, “Yoi! my inner depressed maen ama ntu people only!” cananda Xessi's.
These people don't know the situation, do they? Obviously Artha's face is not very kayak not given ration. Eh? Naturally dong, yes if his face is getting jutek.
“What lo!” artha spray. Xessi stroking chest, “New date accosted cake! this dateng-dateng is already angry!” Xessi won't lose. Zhora sat beside Artha quietly. After all, Zhora was still sane to not interfere.
Jelia. “Why the face? not bought that latest makeup, huh?” after that, the second laugh of the lovebirds exploded. If it could be described– Artha's face was flushed, not out of embarrassment, there was black smoke above her head and ears. Who told you to wake up a tiger like Artha?
“Diem lo all, damn it!” jutek Artha. next unseeded sneaky grin. “Kalo is not on them either, I did not treat!”
Jelia and Xessi were silent. Even though they are the children of the upper class, whose parents are conglomerates, the office is, loh. They are still free. Xessi is riding a horse. “Ampun, sister!”
Jelia held her hands together on the chest. “Sorry madam, I promise I won't do the same. Don't fire me.” This is why the two of them suddenly became gini maids, anyway?
Artha grunts. “That turn, just apologize! belom lebaran, shucks!” ketus Artha's. Jelia and Xessi scowled, showing a row of their white teeth.
Even so, Artha still treat. “Sebutin, lo on want what!” lagak Artha was the son of the sultan. “Don't insist mulu, cepet old, entar!” jelia Ledek.
“Diem or I really don't treat lo?!” artha's anger continued to flare. Sometimes Zhora thought, isn't Artha tired of being angry?
“Mie chicken pack Gembrong plus iced tea, yes mba.”
“Es cincau same takoyaki, awaited mbak.”
Artha nodded, then looked at Zhora daydreaming. “Zhora, what do you want? hunt, but there's Elzar there!” Basic, looking for opportunities in narrowness. The master did not turn his head, Artha followed Zhora's gaze, frowning.
“Zhora!”
“Mbak'e daydream?”
“Oy, Jora!”
“Ozhora Alexey Zevyhrine!”
“Eh–what? yes Atlas?” Artha understood, oh so from earlier the girl was looking at Atlas? Jelia, Xessil put up a jail grin. Zhora regained her senses, bemoaning herself, looking at Atlas laughing.
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Happy fasting for those who run! may you be strong, yes, yes, you are a ️
**I've never revised the story² before.so sorry a lot wrong in the word, I'm a beginner.😭 ⁇
Written with 1513 words.
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