Vilanians
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Jaeril gave a long sigh as he looked at the girl in front of him when Marissa ran away from the camp and said many mocked her for yesterday's case. The young man could do nothing because he was in suspension, Jaeril clasped the girl's hand beside him trying to calm him down: for him there was nothing more important than Marissa's health. "Lo has to eat and sneak back there. The teachers must be looking for elo." Marissa reluctantly answered her words: her heart was quite wounded when Jaeril said that.
For him, the girl who is currently sitting with him is very valuable because starting from hostile to each other now they are now very close even the man is willing to protect the girl who is now crying and making a record new in the school world. Jaeril sometimes feels like Marissa who like a pimpong ball continues to be dribbled only at one point. The young man drove the pujaan back to school but who did not get inside for fear that someone saw it that afternoon became an important afternoon ... out of nowhere to the extent that the guy expressed his feelings for the girl who was crying.
"Gue can't do anything if there's no elo" said Marissa who stared straight and eased the rest of her tears.
"We didn't get along yet." Jaeril chuckles a little and then rubs his girl's head slowly. Marissa also recalled those times, whereas other teachers often really unite them in a group just to reconcile. The two of them both dissolve in daydreams reminiscent of their past and soon both throw smiles at each other and laugh at themselves.
"Yes, we didn't get along. Why is he now a friendzone?"
"Ouh, so you didn't take my love statement just now?!" nagging the guy and just making the girl laugh with her fast, Jaeril was happy when Marissa had started laughing again. Although a bit upset also heard the girl's words but at least reduce her heart injury: the girl was still smiling and then came down from the motorcycle of the lover then he put his helmet into the house and say goodbye to the young man. He felt happy when he got a statement of love that he had never expected before.
But the look of his face changed when the papa was in the house only contact it made him shocked and then tried to control himself.
Marissa continued walking until the next second the girl growled with annoyance because it was always set. "Marysa!" screeched the papa in a loud tone.
"What the hell, why papa's always trying to make my life fucked up."
"Bare to you!"
"Yes! Whyyy?! Papa doesn't like it!!? I'm not Marco that can drive?!!"
His life is always beautiful as what his friends say there are times when he feels like to end all that the girl has because it is useless to have property if he does not feel happiness or instead continue suffering aja. Marissa had been strong enough to withstand the burden that she bore because all this time only marco could make her escape from the torture of the father but after her brother went to study in the country uncle Sam no longer protected him.
The girl cried while lowering her head just below the curve of the knee of the High School girl but it did not make her papa think that the treatment her daughter got was rough treatment from a father to his youngest child. that afternoon the girl who was walking staggered up her legs into the bathroom, Marissa decided to quit the camp. "wouldn't know you had to surpass Marco! if your sister gets Columbia University! you should be able to get John Hopkins you understand!!?" press papa Simon.
Jaeril shook his head slowly when he got a note from the mother because he felt he was an adult and did not need a note on the table: the young man did not understand why his own mother even left him alone at home when the middle-aged old woman knew that they were alone at this time. The boy walks towards the second floor then opens the door of his room, Jaeril is very fond of things that smell with anime and manhwa. the young man even has the feel of a room that is so quiet and not too crowded just like Jaesi who also likes the calmness of the young man so.
The young man looked at the big figura in his room with a picture of him with Jaesi. Jaeril very much loves his older sister although sometimes Jaesi likes not to accept him as a sister but the girl who began to grow up always understands it. "my brother misses the same lo. what else is elo now?" I don't know what kind of wind made the young man imagine that his older sister was there at the time.
"So elo kangen me?!" pekik Jaesi pleased.
"Gue halu huh?"
"Euy! real atuh!" the man hugged her straight away: of course Jaesi had the intention of returning to Jakarta, because the girl remembered that taking the diploma could not be represented by the family before the three-finger stamp. Jaesi placed her shoulders on the back of the sofa and then spread her body.
"sister, you know. Marco is not in Indonesia anymore?!" heboh the young man who told about his former older sister even though the sister of his former brother now holds the status as his lover but he seemed not ashamed of it.
"Seriously? a Marco went on to business school?"
"Yes, he was willing to sacrifice everything for Marissa." the girl silenced and gave a long sigh not long ago she also heard the news about Jaeran but unfortunately until the same second Jaesi could not divert her attention to the man. "kalo looking for mama, I'm sorry, she doesn't have me alone. Mama's going to Semarang because she's sick."
"DON'T YOU KNOW?!"
"How to tell Maemuna! it's abroad!" Jaesi grimaced then pulled her suitcase into the room. the girl hopes that she will not meet the male figure that she has been avoiding for personal reasons but she also hopes to see directly but from afar without the knowledge of the owner name of.
"Jeran Petter Smith, I'm going to miss you."/ "Jaesillya Anastashya Pears. I'm miss you so bad." Jaesi did not know that in Australia there Jaeran also said the same thing as looking at the sky. Jaeran exhaled his breath and then passed away after saying the word: both of them spoke at the same time and they said it simultaneously without realizing if each other missed each other.
