
Nevan was daydreaming in her room. His eyes stared fixedly at the frame containing Alya's photo. The girl smiled gently at the camera. "Just try if you can give me a little bit of your heart."
He sighed softly as he finished his daydream. A knock made him a little surprised. Elka entered with the face of the horse. He carried something in his hand.
"Your mother said, you're grim again, why?" Elka asked kepo.
Elka stared lazily and threw her gaze out the window. Elka stared back at her son who always pretended to sell expensively to her.
"Repo!"
"Loh, should be grateful dong because Papa likes kepo. Let's see, where there is a Papa who cares about his son. If it's just in the movie."
Nevan looked seriously at Elka's face and then cleared her throat.
"Pa, how do I get a girl to like us again."
Elka seemed to be thinking hard. He walked back and forth like an iron. Occasionally he cleared his throat just to throw the wind trapped between his teeth.
"Actually Papa has a powerful way only Papa is sure the effect you will be hated by the same people."
"You're forcibly married."
Nevan snorted annoyedly at the words of her father. Bori-boro. Kidnapped even if he never did.
"Papa's advice is very effective for Papa's nabokin."
"Yes, okay, Papa will be out." Elka came out with a face full of lies.
In a purple room with a sakura pattern decorate the wall. He daydreamed far away, in his mind many things were floating around. A single tear escaped both of his cheeks.
"Why Al, you're always luckier than anything."
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