The Shine For You
6. Touch Her If You Want To Die.
“Bad people don't actually want to be evil. They are someone who has fought desperately, but is not appreciated and ignored.”
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Life is full of surprises. When we think that the world is cruel, evil, never gives happiness? that is where God tests the patience of his people.
Who can survive? who can resist not swearing? who does not think badly of Him? who thinks happiness will not come?
Happiness has its time. When 'for example' you fall like this, don't curse, get drunk, stress, but try, deh. Closer to your god.
God always has trillions of ways to make his servant happy. Even unexpected, surprising, often considered 'this is impossible.'
As long as we can fight, pray, still have wholeness and strength.Try to draw closer to your Lord.God does not need you, but you who need His help. Opportunity does not come twice. So while you can do it, why not?
Do not let one day regret, have wasted time, drain time. Whereas, time is money– time is money, time is precious. Again, regret often comes at the end. Like the current Zhora, for example.
Zhora was truly sorry to see Atlas laughing. Zhora was stunned by the man's good looks. Until he doesn't hear the ramblings of his own friend? wow! the charm of Atlas is unparalleled.
“Ohh, so my friend is falling in love, nih?” Xessi grinned seductively. Zhora looked floundering on her own. Uh! Why not listen to your own words that are clearly deket, really?!
“Mirikin si mouss wuantedh turns out sodara-sodara, who is Xes?” jelia Goda. Down his thick eyebrows. Artha giggled amusedly, not wanting to slow down the time the girl immediately went to order food.
“Who is it?” Xessi touches her chin with her index finger, pretending to think. Zhora dead tick made him– really embarrassed, really!
“Oh, the most wanted one, right? his name is ATLAS, A-T-L-A-S. ATLAS!” Xessi with a jail pressed every word of 'Atlas' in her speech, making Zhora ashamed. A few student gazes pointed at Xessi, the girl grinningly putting up her watados.
Zhora searches for Atlas, when he finds Atlas, accidentally meeting their sight. Making Zhora's shame level rise drastically!
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Atlas kept looking at him. Not knowing what the guy was thinking, Zhora immediately decided on a glance. Heed the hearing from the temptations of Jelia and Xessi.
On the other hand, Atlas felt his premonition was right. That girl Zhora, a familiar girl to him who was good at singing, made anyone fascinated by it. Unwittingly, the two corners of her sexy lips lifted up creating a smile, even though it was a thin smile.
Nioz— one of Atlas—'s friends shuddered in horror at seeing his friend smiling to himself. Nioz hit slow— errat, so hard that the guy who was hit grimaced. “Sick, goblokk!” erang that guy.
Nioz cengengesan is unclear. He doesn't know, what? Nioz that if the kayak whinyesan can make girls drool, the clamps squirm! mending responsibility, this is not!
“Am sori bet,” said. There's not even an sorry tone there.
“Do wana tolk,” Further Polan.
“Ani de mon bepor ago,” stupid, Zevin follow. The intention is to hit back, but not so.
“Do not followup!” Zevin instantly realized. Why am I following them?
Nioz took Polan's fork. “Poulan, minjem bangar for fork lo, huh?” Nioz nodded, acting like Polan. “Iya Nioz handsome take aja,”
Polan grunts. “Do not have permission! my name is already saucy napa changed to a member of teletubbies, anying!” Polan throws a box of chocolate milk on Nioz's shoulder, but the guy ignores him.
After reciting the meal prayer, Nioz half-heartedly struck Atlas on the head with the iron fork. Again, the iron. Wonderful, Nioz handsome sableng, more herannya still many girls want to be his girlfriend.
“ANJINGGG! FUCKING NIOZ!” as Atlas nyaring. Nioz with his whole face without sin was just grinning. A stroke of luck for Nioz, perhaps? Atlas's focus was on seeing Zhora walking towards him, either Atlas didn't know it.
On the side of that mature brown-skinned girl. Zhora had not heard the temptations of her friends anymore. Thankful that his friend has been guided.
Zhora who did nothing was immediately startled, hearing shrill cries filling the canteen room. “LO KALO ROAD USE EYES, DONG!”
Zhora down the corner of the cafeteria, there– Artha was 'flurry' with a thick make-up chick. The action of the hambak-jumpai was clearly shown in Zhora's eyes. Not accepting if his best friend was on the crest like that, Zhora walked up to the two who began to be surrounded.
“Not helped, just looked at. Abis was entered sosmed, duh, what's the point for, anyway?”
Zhora ran in a hurry, narrowed because of her petite body. “ARTHA!”
Artha ignored him. Fortunately, the tray was not in hand. Artha kept pulling the girl's hair in front of her. “ARTHA STOP!” hold Zhora. Zhora advanced in the middle of those two 'tigers.
“This is what, Artha?” Zhora spoke softly. Zhora already knew, if Artha was yelled at and bullied, don't expect the girl to be frightened. Even more, in fact.
The white girl's breath was piqued. “Dia first! who told you not to look ahead!” defend the girl for yourself. The girl named Gisya hates.
“Denger yes girl centil! I know you want the same mode as Elzar?! you think I'm stupid, huh?!” snapped Gisya, not accept if he is to blame. The index finger leads to Artha's pretty face.
“What care? this is my business! don't interfere, grandma drop by!” ledek Artha. stared at the thick make-up chick disgust in front of him. Huh uh? who would he dare to fight against an Artha?
Gisya. “Lo is my class! Oh, have you never been taught to be polite with your parents?!” Gisya's arm is being held by the two-braid girl, maybe her friend?
Gisya continued his words. “Do you not have parents? Whoops! sorry, girl!” Artha ignited emotions, the damned girl's speech was a big mistake. Both of her parents are still alive and raised her affectionately.
Artha took one step forward, staring at the wrath of the girl he thought was cheap. “LO! MENTANG-ANG LO MY BIG BROTHER CLASS, CAN YOU PLEASE? YES?!” artha's chest was up and down, a sign that the girl was really emotional.
“MAYBE I CAN ACCEPT YOU NGEHINA ME, BUT NOT FOR MY PARENTS! BASIC JAL*NG! BAJING*N!” extinct had been Zhora's hope to mediate them, seeing Artha like a monster now. In fact, until now no one has mediated.
Artha advanced further, slashing away at Zhora's hand that was holding her arm. Zhora trembled violently, the first time he saw the quarrel in person. Artha pushed roughly Gisya, the girl's body slumped on the floor.
Oh come? where's teachers? where's the canteen guard? are they really useless? there was obviously a fight here, but not a single teacher interceded.
Gisya helped stand up the two braided girl, earlier. Gisya with all his anger stepped intending to punch Artha. As her goddess Fortuna did not side with Zhora, the fist was precisely hit on Zhora's stomach trying to protect Artha.
Artha surprised. “ZHORA!” too late, Artha looked at her best friend who was willing to be hit by a rough fist to protect her. “Zhora, sorry. hiks,”
While Zhora was already unconscious in the warm embrace of someone. Leaning limply on the chest of the green-eyed field boy, that was emitting hatred. “Welcome to hell, girl,"
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**Double update not, right? again the mood, heheheyre 'cause again the mood
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