The text of the Raktara.

episode 1 - rickshaw

it's my story.

about myself.

what I wrote for him intentionally.

who came with curses and left without thanking.

this is my 3rd novel that I dare to publish. previously 2 of my novels have been sent to publishers but there has never been a reply until now. it was sad to even have a voice to stop but I found my own story.

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my name is RENJANA ANGGRIANI. 2 words that I believe will always bring blessings in my life. I am not like most women who like shopping or others. I am more reserved but stabbed if touching me. I am a sucker with things that are not important.I prefer to sit with coffee, pens and books and then I pour beautiful words.

now I rarely write because my college assignments are piling up. I occasionally remember a few words that I string together when alone or with my daydreams but time goes with him.

I looked for knowledge in one of the universities in my hometown.with majors that may always be asked by many people.I just fell silent because only I knew the answer.

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my phone's ringing. It's called Savina

"assalamualaikum" he said from behind the voice.

"walaikumsalam. why vin?"

"go back to college come to my house."

"wrong?"

"gue alone." I just mengingtnya. savina is a very timid.fmm horror alone he never watch any invited.

"okay" I turned it off after ending it with greetings.me and some of my classmates were waiting for the lecturer who had no where to say.

"keting, which lecturer?.have half an hour been waiting for him." annoyed nina.

"assalamualaikum. sorry mother can not attend because at this time the mother is in a meeting. the mother will be present tomorrow the day after tomorrow and discuss the material today." the scene all rejoiced when the moment of keting read the message. we were happy because the lecturer whom we all disliked chose not to attend. After getting the news we broke up and went home because today's class had finished. I say goodbye to my two friends who were familiar with me after that I went to the Savina house not far from campus.

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"assalamualaikum vin."

"walaikumsalam jan, come on in"

"where are the others?"

"again shopping.because tomorrow I go back to the house of the lakinya he said again find something that's it." he answered who was busy cooking.

"my college assignment was so much that I never stopped by here."

"gue is also a lot but well that's the most moaning bit"

I waited for savina to cook while playing a mobile phone.I had sent an SMS to mortal so that he could come with me and vina but mortal was still busy with his lecture.

fana and Vina were my old High School friends.we were friends since the 11th grade, and are familiar until now.

"ja, you never contact the ocean again?" vina. I'm actually lazy to discuss things that are not important like this, but Vina always wants to discuss it.

"vin, I told you, I don't want to talk about things that are not important" I said.

"it's important, but you're always avoiding."

"my college and success are more important than junk material" I said, and Vina was shocked to hear.

I don't want the name of the ocean to always be in my friend's memory or speech.I don't want to be sick for the umpteenth time.

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