The Struggle of Yuna

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This time the author loves the visual, because the author's photo was taken from google, so sorry for the author's photo using without permission....you want permission not to have his WA number.he.

Please sincerity....

Previously wanted to use photo author, but afraid of the reader dizziness, nausea and even fainting..can - can be author demanded.so use photos from google just aja deh.

#Happy Reading#

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*Ayuna Dwiyana *

Beautiful, white, sweet.

*Faiz Ramadan*

Clever, quiet, cool, white..

*Muhammad Aziz saputra*

Sweet, humorous, kind of badboy.

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After reciting the prayer, I closed my eyes.Hope a beautiful dream and wake up early with fresh thoughts.

I heard the voices of people teaching from the mushola, the sign before dawn.

I open my eyes, wake up prayer.trus take a shower.The morning prayer is finished.

Finished helping mom, I put on my uniform....

" I'm leaving now yes ma'am.kemarin late, so do not join dhuha prayer same tadarusan.....Assalamualaikum ma'am", while I kissed mom's hand.

" Waalaikumsalam.

Nina, Nunik, Tia, Abi, and Santo were waiting for me by the roadside. Yesterday we made a plan to leave early.

" Come on, we're cuus...."

At school, I parked my bike. Go to class, put the bag on the bench, and I take the face I've prepared from home.

In the school mosque, there are already many students from grade 1 to grade 3, they are preparing to pray dhuha.

At the ablution place, I met the rancid boy, who else if not the Aziz.

"Hi beautiful..emang mate our time yes.soal in this sacred place we are met", rayu Aziz.

" Oh ziz, it's still morning don't give me your hot breakfast.

" When not a soul mate?", I asked

" Yes ask to be fooled.he.he..he".

"Basar geblek, it has been a long time can stress ngladenin you..tuh we ntr miss the prayer....bye ..bye.bye.bye". I left Aziz, running into the mosque.

In class...the first, second, and third lesson hours have been completed.

" Let's go to the cafeteria and get hungry" I asked.

"Come on.gak use lama.otw canteen" said Oci.

I see Faiz's movements are a bit strange....Before I set my foot, Faiz called me..

" Yuna wait a minute, I need to be with you"

"What's wrong, Iz, don't stay strong for long" while I hold my stomach.

" This is.he read at home" Faiz gave me a red-coated letter.

I got the letter.....

"Trus this use dibales what not Iz".

" It must and must be billed"

"But I don't have a red envelope like yours, at home there's a white envelope with mom stock for kodangan.." I chuckled.

The Oci next to me patted my eel...

plastered...

"Sick ciiii"

" Brain dipake..the atmosphere of romantic dah is made absurd...."

"That's the effect of ci hunger.dah ya iz I same Oci to the canteen first", I put Faiz's letter into the bag.

At the classroom door, there was Aziz.

" To the pretty cafeteria" asked Aziz.

" Wah bideki anak sholehah.traktir ya Iz", I asked...

" I'm also Iz", Si Oci is on the list.

" Okay anything for you is beautiful.even if you ask the canteen as well as Tini ma'am, I will certainly grant you" replied Aziz sure.

"Lebayyyy" said I and Oci....

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