Urana: And the Last Revenge

Episodes 1.4

Already changed the date, but Anaru was not satisfied to chug the beer can into so many, sitting leaning back in the cold refrigerator. Heavy eyes. Hot body. All the limbs are struggling to sleep. However, his selfish heart controlled the actions of the woman in her 30s. If the pain is still raging until the flow of many tears, Anaru can not stop the throat of illegal drinks. God will curse him to stone. Tomorrow Anaru's stupid will die.

"Damn it!" Anaru howled before continuing to drink beer to the end. He put an empty can with a single blow. "Damn lo, anj*ng!"

Honey, no one listens to her whole emotions. In this small room, it was filled with the sobs of a woman who had just been dumped. Hiccups start to accompany it.

"It could be that you're cheating when I'm working" he said between severe hiccups. His hand easily crushed the empty beer can. "BELLIE LO, ANJ*NG!"

Spontaneous Anaru throw chairs with iron scum. The crying became. He willingly pinched the hair even though it will fall out and bleed. He wanted to destroy everything to make his heart calm. However, what? It can't be his favorite thing.

Slowly, the hysterical cries changed at will. Eyes so narrow that he shed tears for the sake of a figure whose behavior is equivalent to cat feces. Cowardly until people stare wryly at him.

The mind and mind argue with each other. Why should he be tormented like this? So that he'll realize? Regretted? Apologizing? Then improve the relationship to be able to say a sacred promise in the pelaminan? Anaru started laughing madly.

"G*a really big block for me." He scoffs at himself, combing wet hair from sweat and tears with his hands. "Crying for the anj*ng. It's no use."

"Why do I expect him to come back?" Then, Anaru laughed briefly from a slanted smile. When he opened his eyes, the first object he saw was a cardboard box tied to a hemp rope. Most of it will rain. As Anaru's smile faded, quickly grab the package left behind for the sake of the selfless person.

"Sori...." He said softly in every soft swab on the surface of the cardboard. "I should have put you inside first."

I don't know what magic is contained in the cardboard, but Anaru's smile and gaze back as soft as usual.

"I'm reading your story, Urana." As soon as he entered, he closed the door, enjoying the pages and pages of the book.

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Adhan dawn reverberate. We should start the morning with gratitude and have a heart of peace and a cold mind. However, Anaru was already hurting himself. Already hot body due to drinking a lot of beer, crying for two hours more, now his brain can boil thanks to the end of his favorite novel. The thick-volume library he threw in the mirror. A large piece of glass in the cupboard was now split into pieces, ready to hurt anyone who picked them up.

"This is the end!" Makian came out from Anaru's beautiful lips. His breathing raced violently.