Why This Is My Story
Little emotion
Vino kicked Irma out of the room, Irma just resigned, although a little upset he still respect the order from her.
Arrggghhhh, I want to taste it
Inner Irma while clenching her hands.
Zia sat in the waiting chair, she was confused. Her face looked lethargic, the anger at Ray suddenly disappeared. Her tiny hand was holding her head, her long black hair was unraveling just like that. Irma, who had just come out, saw him so as to offer to buy food while waiting for the arrival of Ray's parents. But he refused and just wanted to sit down.
Irma accompanied him, clutching Zia's body full of warmth. Said that Ray would be fine. Without feeling his round eyes that shed tears, as if sorry because it was angry the other day to him.
" Hey already (stare her deep in ), Ray will be okay . Already yes, we pray the best for her" Irma said win .
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Cafe Lestari
Girl with ideal posture, short shoulder-length black hair with box glasses attached to her narrow eyes. Bringing a birthday cake with a candle number 19 .
" Hopefully sorry, very late I yak" said Tasya while sitting down to put the cake in his hand.
Tasya looked around the table, he did not see the whereabouts of Zia in their society.
" Eh Zia where, how not there. He said "Tasya cried while pouting.
" you're the one who's late anj" replied Tara briefly.
" Hunt with Ray he was "gina's timpal
" Loh, what Ray "
" So gini, fit was collected again. Zia came, only suddenly Ray picked her up. He said Zia's parents came to Bandung, so he immediately withdrew" explained Tara told him.
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*dring..
Dring...dring..
p
p
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You where?
Just missing that
P*
A lot of messages came in from Ciko, he tried hard to contact Zia to solve her problems.
Irma who was carrying Zia's bag opened her phone, but she just read not reply to the message.
*Kok in my message read
Oh gini your way
Okay, whatever*
Ciko seemed fed up with Zia's attitude. He slammed his cell phone into the bed. His anger was unstoppable, he punched the wall of his room.
Maybe if the wall spoke it would say.
" What's wrong "
As if being a silent witness to Ciko's anger over Zia's treatment.
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Zia's parents come to see her daughter, they embrace Zia, kiss her head. They ask how it happened, Irma explains the series of events. Irma pointed in the direction of the room, looking Vino waiting Ray unconscious by grasping his hands pounding it. Zia's parents were shocked when they saw Vino inside,
*How is it possible
Jesus, this fucked up*
It was boisterous in the hearts of Zia's parents, as she looked towards the room. Zia simply stared at her parents deep, her round eyes glazed over, as a sign of old memories coming back to haunt her. Irma just kept silent not understanding the body language of the three of them.
Clack.....
The door of the room was open, Vino was caught seeing both of Zia's parents, Papa clenched his hands, mama clasped his hands, making sure not to get emotional in this state.
Vino just passed by without greeting them, with a phone in his ear he moved away to talk to the person on the other end of the phone.
" Ma, Ray be.lu.m siuman" said Zia sobbing.
" It's a pity, Ray will be fine " Mama replied to calm her little daughter.
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Out of the Glass Zia looked at the lying Ray, in her heart struggling with feelings. Suddenly he was worried deeply about Ray, anxiety seeping into his mind.
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From the corridor of the hospital, Vino looked gloating but remained cold when he saw Zia's parents. He did not speak to them at all, neither did he speak to them. Past events still haunt him, terbesit regret, the high school boy he tricked is now in front of him and a friend of his own pounding.
*Ah is already...
Why I regret*
