TIRED Season 1-3

Season 3

Cally stared at the body which was now lying helplessly in front of him. Puddles of blood flooded the rough surface of the asphalt that he passed through. His face looked pale with lips trembling withholding cries.

"Gue is now a killer" he said blankly. Her tears slowly flowed down her smooth cheeks.

"Gue.. I'm a killer!" he cried out in shock after five minutes stunned like a mannequin.

Nevan got out of his car while folding both hands on his chest.

"Is it healthy?" his hand touched Cally's forehead while being bearded.

"Stressed, do you want me to open up guidance?" ask Nevan seriously.

Cally looked into Nevan's eyes with a trembling voice while sobbing.

"Lo. you see, I've been Nevan's killer. Lo look!" his yell.

Aiden glanced at the now lifeless body while grimacing.

"We pray for his calm. You don't cry anymore, now you take a breath and sigh."

Cally followed Nevan's advice, occasionally staring at the horrors of the dead body that now look terrible.

"I'm sorry, but I don't mean nabrak lo. I'm sorry, "his cry broke out in Nevan's arms, now smiling profusely.

"Lo is not a killer because everything is not intentional. Later we bury it so that his spirit does not waver continue to pay compensation" Nevan explained calmed Cally.

"But I hit him to death. Can you shadow? His family's waiting for his return." sobbing.

Nevan rolled her eyes irritated. "Keep what you want?"

Cally wiped his snot that had peeked timidly.

"We need to get him and find his house. I don't want to go to jail."

"Okay, now that you calm down, we'll take him and find his house." Nevan calms Cally down from crying.

"Thank you, you've helped me" said Cally, smiling sincerely.

Nevan's heart kicked with excitement as Cally's smile paralyzed him.

"Sa. equally," he said nervously.

They both want to get the body into the car. However, an old man approached the two with an angry look.

"What are you doing, Lucinta?" tanyanya angry.

Cally's body froze, terrified from both eyes. He looked at Nevan with trembling lips.

"Sorry, Sir. I accidentally bumped into..," Nevan glanced at the body with a tongue. "Lu. love."

"Love, how unfortunate your fate is." the old man regretted sadly.

"I'm sorry, sir. We will take responsibility." said Aidan quietly.

The old man turned his attention to the two. He woke up from his fall.

"You know? He's been considered like my own child, even though it's just a goat" he said firmly.

"How much should we pay, sir?"

"You don't have to pay for it, Lucinta isn't something money can pay for."

Aidan and Cally looked at each other, "then...?" ask them both astonished.

"If you are willing, donate it to the mosque in front." Appoint the old man with a sincere smile.

"Alright, thank you, sir." said the two and immediately drove each other's vehicles and fulfilled the decree of the old man.

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The air approached Alia. The guy with the handsome face of Al-Ghazali. Tanned netra displays laser light. His eyebrows are neatly arranged and as black as raven feathers. The lines at the corners of his eyes were like a smooth and perfectly painted spider web. Her smiling sex lips formed a crescent moon even more dazzling with two of her cheekbirds.

His eagle eyes stared intently at the figure of the man who was now sitting next to his best friend, Alia.

"Surge lo!" show full of emphasis. The aura created was like the execution of a high-class assassin.

The guy who used to be called Kasep immediately lifted his butt from his chair with a face of fear. Dirga is a guy with a concentrated aura at SMK Yadika Jakarta school.

Alia looked at Dirga with a small smile. Dirga sat down beside Alia. "The case was just a lot of math this morning, Ga."

"So, I don't like you being told by anyone including Keset."

"Pouches. His name is Kasep, Ga. You're a very possessive lo."

Dirga shook his hands and looked at Alia fixedly.

"Gini ya Alia, son of Syeilla's most beautiful aunt unfortunately jomblowita. I've been trusted with me. So everything about you, it's my responsibility!" dirga said firmly. Alia who every day heard Dirga's mantra was just a head beard.

"Well, that's dong. Here's your meatballs, I'm hungry." Dirga pulled out Alia's half-used meatball bowl.

"Lo order me, this is my ex."

"You used or not, as long as it's lo, I don't have a problem at all." Dirga directly devoured the meat.

Alia shook her head slowly with a small smile.

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