Wolf Love Triangle

Lost Traces and Meetings

Ever since that incident, I've ended up not having much respect for him. Although sometimes my soul always argues with me that

He already cares about me so much, but I'm impressed selfish. I actually really like Allysa, but I don't know since that incident I've had much respect for her.

But, I can't overdo being ‘haters’ for Allysa. I still say hello to him though, I've rarely been close to him.

Sometimes I think I'm selfish. But I refused to keep reminding him. Even since then, my school has often listened to myths related to the figure of a werewolf who is said to often splash nights in my School. But, I ignored all the news, because I already know for sure what has happened so far, if the culprit is Allysa a werewolf.

Finally time kept rolling back and forth. The day has entered graduation, my plan does not want to continue college anymore. I'm going to do a graphic design business, at my house. After I took intensive training in a community, I finally decided to open graphic design in my House. I knew

graphic design is a job with inconsistent pay, as are office employees. But, the income of graphic design is certainly twice or three times more frightening than employees.

On the one hand, I also took my job as an online motorcycle taxi driver. Let my friends enjoy the good times in their respective campuses, while I'm here sitting sweetly working, enjoying uncertain coffers. I am very fond of my fate, but I cannot dissolve in my sorrow. Allysa may be able to study at one of the campuses in Solo City.

He studied in the department of Social science politics, part of public administration.

I, as an IPA student majoring in Physical Sciences, should still have the opportunity for mechanical Engineering, or physics education. But, I have no more chance than because of the family's economic limitations, so I have to give up my intention to go to college.

It hasn't been nearly 8 months since I graduated High School, I've never seen Allysa's face again. Even during High School I never saw Allysa's face, which was only once a week. Now, I don't see him at all. I also forgot his home address.

One time inexplicably, in the summer of May right in the middle, I didn't get an ojek order at all. I usually only get 1 or 2 orders, now I don't get them at all. I complained about my fate, which was unequaled. Until nightfall, before long my HP turned on by itself, I was confused feeling I did not set an alarm on my phone, why can it turn on itself?

Then, I opened my phone and my mind turned happy. I got an order at night, exactly one pack of hot chicken bought at the Buffet Restaurant. I quickly left the house, with my official jacket and I went straight to the place.

As usual, I have to buy the food, then if it's up I'm obliged to charge the buyer at his House. His name does not mention who ordered, just give a special address that is familiar to me.

The restaurant was indeed quiet again, naturally not the beginning of the month.

The manufacturing process also does not take much time, I can immediately go to TKP, where my booking is located. And I crossed an alley I've been through with Allysa. But, I

forget Allysa's House.

‘ Finally, I stopped at the magnificent high white House, with

the fence is tightly closed. Kuteriaki from the outside, by saying

“Excuse me..” repeatedly. No one answered until

fifteen times I'm sorry but there's no one

responded. I was thinking negatively, as if I had been

php in Buyer.

I want to go back with resignation, not long I hear

voice shouting “Iya.” From inside the house with a strong tone. I

immediately discourage the intention to cancel this order.

Finally the woman opened the door, a woman appeared

with hotpants, with thick face cream on her face.

I kept watching the woman, it seemed like she was no stranger

in my eyes. Who her?

“Doni..” The woman was shocked by my presence, though

I honestly forgot who this woman was.

“I, Allysa.” Mumbled The woman.

I was immediately shocked, my body soul immediately went limp, right?

The person I went to at her house was Allysa. Realize it's a soul

my body was immediately lethargic. I can't say anything, corner

my face froze, I could only sincerely give

a pack of it before it finally arrived in Allysa's right hand.

“Doni, Why are you being like this to me?” looks like Allysa

I'm starting to realize I don't like him anymore. I didn't

received money from Allysa, and I decided to run away from the scene immediately

with the bike as fast as it was, from afar I heard the voice of Allysa continues to shout my name aloud with a tone that

firmer.

my right rearview mirror, a woman riding a motorcycle right

behind me loudly, keep talking to me from behind. I

believe 100% that it was Allysa who was trying to ask

clarity from me. All his face was covered by the glittering glass helmet, the,

but I keep driving my bike, it's getting late.

Maybe he'll stop chasing me if I don't stop.

And, it turns out, I'm getting away from Allysa who's after me,

I thought I'd be safe after being away from Allysa, but all that

unaltered. My mind, suddenly glittering, my sweat splattered like

the blood that flowed after being injured, I suddenly hit the motor

bodong is mangkring right on the side of the road, although not so

strenuously. But, after I see, those who deliberately park

the motor there are children with aka motorcycle gangs.

Since long ago, I was my son, anti-kids

berandal, let alone the child berandal my classmate who

notabene is nothing I've been afraid let alone They are

the boy of the motorcycle gang, in the raspy clothes of a kumel, looked at his face

very unfriendly, there were about 15 people.

They walk towards me, if I run away maybe my fate

will crash. The only way, is that I stand before

They're. The fifteen men approached me.

“You what are you? Nabrak my motor?” close the man with a voice

it was a strange tone, but very loud.

“Eh..I'm sorry.” Mumbles.

“Sorry, Sorry.” The man quickly, instantly boasted

towards my stomach. It hurt so much, all his friends were straight away

flocking my clothes forward, backward, there

even those who seem to want to take off my clothes, there are some

the one who brushed my head.

Hands kept crossing

my body. I was pulled off the bike, they made me fall and

brushed off my whole body with a foot, and hand. About 8

people hit me the rest just hit me.

I covered my face with my hand so they wouldn't hit me

my head, and it turns out that one of the hitters fell

just closing my body. I confused myself, the atmosphere was getting more and more

crowded. An ultras-like voice that shouted cheered inside

The stadium, but I don't see what's happening. Yet, strangely

one by one the claps of my hands were not felt in my body anymore, then I tried to open my face and I saw that a woman was busy

fighting with the guy who hit me. He's good at fighting the same

once, but after I noticed it was Allysa.