The Sweet Heart Boys

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"Martha's sick. " The voice is. "If you do ask Syila to look yes. " There is no jawban from the foot in front of me, he just smiled bitterly while looking down. Denga trembled and tang's breath held he straightened his face looking at me. "Calcus. "

"Yes? "

"Now he is healed. "

"Eh? Alhamdulillah if that is so, but may Syila still visit him. " However, the man instead dropped the dew of his eyes, dripping his face slowly. "K-sister Dav-? ".

"Martha had gone to the paradise of Shila, just as Alvim had gone with the same disease. "

The deg! Like being struck by lightning in a hole, my breath stopped and held unable to swallow. My chest tightened like it wanted to explode. "Me what? "

"Martha is dead. " A moment I lowered my head to squeeze the girl's hand-drawn object from David. I also started to sob. "Hiks, hiks, no way. Brother is lying to Syila huh?!" The man shook his head. "Make what? "

"Ga may. Huaoo! " David tried to calm Syila down with her tears. "Thanks already cried it's proof that you are a sincere friend to him. You said you wanted to see him, right? Come on now let's meet him! "

"His best friend is not just Syila. " David looked at the girl. "Came on! " The call allowed their world. The three girls who had just arrived immediately hugged Syila. "Huaaa, what is it really? "

"Hiks, is this a lie? "

"Huaaa, don't expect it! "

The cries of the four girls were fused together until the atmosphere was calmer, David told them about it and confirmed it, then invited them to Martha's place.

"Thank you for coming to see him. "Mother's chat. "This is the book Martha made about you and the message in it, you can take it home and read it together. "

****

The pictures emblazoned, neatly lined up in a book with hand-painted and written messages of haru and comfort combine into memories. ~~

hey guys, sorry maybe I can't be too timid to tell you the truth that I have a secret that maybe you'll find out at the end of my story. Sorry to say before I continue. Sorry can't be honest, sorry to have to leave kaliam in hiding. Sorry for the promises we have not made.

I'm Martha's a model, yeah. However, I had been out of that world for a long time because of the illness I was suffering from. Once became healthy and returned, but after that the condition worsened. I was diagnosed with brain cancer starting from a benign tumor that grew in my cerebellum and spread and spread. I've been going through it since ninth grade. I took a year off to do chemo and my condition improved. I've been active in the model world until now, but seven months ago things came back and were worse. The doctor said it had entered stage three and had spread to the lungs. That's why I rarely go to school and lose weight. I'm tired! I wish I was dead! But I don't want that either. I don't want to part with you.

Especially elo, Syil. My first friend was actually sincere with me, unlike most people who just want to be friends with me who is famous, he said beautiful and rich. Elo even as if he did not care about around so I invited you acquaintance at that time and always prank. I envy the same elo surrounded by good people and because elo also I can meet and deck with them. Rere, Rya and Dzith. Because of Elo also I came back close to me.

Thank you for being a precious treasure to me. And Syila, sorry with our promise that I can keep. But there are some that I will deposit into my property at home. I've got other surprises for Syila, too, but you guys. See u, love u, thank u.

****

Today early in the morning before class activities began, students from each club distributed brochures to each new student who had completed their ospek period.

"Like messi? Ronaldo's? Football clubs are the answer!"

"Dance in your Area! Join the dance club!"

"Let's join the traditional dance exulges too, guys! "

And there are many other sports as well as martial arts. Each one of them was displaying his skills to promote. Starting from Karate, wushu, taekwondo and pencak silat.

There are also other arts besides dance, such as painting, handicrafts and theater. Even the club that Dzith followed, the photography club. There are scouts, paskibras, there are also shogi and chess clubs. There is a club of history, astronomy and archaeology. Cooking club up to Syila club, which is a reading club.

"Please for those of you who like to read and who do not like and just want to drink tea and relax while snacking cuantyikk come join this club !!" Shouted Rana cheerfully, sounding like a toak in Clarisa's ears.

"Come, let's go to the small boy-cowo club that already does not exist but there are photos. For those who like the same oppa oppa can join and pantemgin their photos! " Rana again called for her prayer. Clarisa let out a sigh, while Syila was just a whimper.

"The real dong Na, the rich time is the promoinnya?! Shamefully embarrassed! " Protests of Clarisa.

"Eitsz, Rosalinda, this is what market strategy tau is all about!"

"Ck. There's a public lie! "

"Don't lie, did you? Wong the originator of the SWB gang, isn't it the chairman?! "

"Yes." Yeah."

"No! "

"Ish, elo mah is too good for him! "

"Father, than our club was demolished. Syila got a wishian from the senior! Yes, Syil? "

"Yes. " Syila once again answered only briefly to make Clarisa upset because she felt chosen for love.

Time is running out and running out. All students have returned to class, each promo activity continued during the break. However, the result is their club has not yet got the benefit. Plus the absence of Rama who is busy with his world.

Hungry, Syila's group finally decided to go to the cafeteria. There they met Dzith, Dzestha, Renita and Syria.

"Ria, how about Rama? " Syria was now the prince's only remaining lover, because Micah was out of nowhere. During this class increase, she was only seen 1 to 3 times but did not come to the club, while Kaina is rumored to have moved.

"He was busy being the chairman of OSIS. " I answered cuek. "Hmmm!"

"Where did you get new members? " Task Renita. The three girls shook their heads. "That's hard! But I am still torn-up! " Pants Shutter. "Elo maj koar koar is not that obvious!" clarisa Sahat.

"What a clear , my vokabuleri is good! "

"You are dark! "

"So, how? " Task Dzith. "Going to school later we will try again to divide the brochure. " Sahut Syila who has started scooping her meatballs.

"If so, I'll join! "