WOMEN WITHOUT TEARS

The Seleaai Silent Event

Those days of gazes cannot be forgotten Dance. Until it becomes a line of lula in his heart and mind. Moreover, that satirical gaze seemed to continue day by day. Accompanied by their innuendo and whirring jokes. Truly Dari could not allow that anymore. They deliberately create circumstances that force Tari to stay away from them.

Hhmmm...Dance caught the foul intentions of her friends. Specialized Kabila n d his gank. The answer is "Noooo !!!...". Note yes, Tari will not step aside. No matter how much they insinuate Tari, as a way to get rid of her dishonorably. Dance will not move. Even if it's only half a step.

Even though Tari's heart continues to be hurt by Gracia with her mouth that has no brake, by Kabila and almost all of her gank. The dance will survive. Be part of their friendship. Heathers his heartache and enjoys it. While waiting comes the right time to avenge them all.

Father and mother are responsible for her pain. Then Kabila n d gank his. Therefore for this moment, Tari only received their evil treatment. Now is the time to be quiet. Piles up the pain. Let them all ignore him.

Ahhhh...Kabila has never again invited Tari to the road or to the cafeteria. Kabila left secretly with his gank. Even if Tari forced herself to join them, Dance was often overlooked. Even glimpsed next to the matapun, no. Open voice, not allowed. Can only sound the breath and can not grunt and sigh.

The term dance is considered as a ghost. A lonely spirit with fantasies has friends. Soul without body. Wow.sick once felt Dance. Pain tuh.there. Wait for the time to come, Tari will act like a black spider girl.

Tettereeeetttt..jreng !..bel clanging. Signs of silence is over. This heartache is severe. The medicine must be given, namely vengeance. It starts with taking away the Dance rights that were in Dad's wallet.

As soon as dad sat down casually at the front with his newspaper and coffee. Dance sneaked into my father's bedroom. But it's unlucky. Dad's wallet is not friendly to Dance. Unseen lying resignedly on the bed again and Tari did not have time to look for father's wallet.

Harua Dari was confused and disappointed. Time has shown Tari to have to go to school immediately. Where the money is just enough to go to school again. If you go home later, Dance threatened to have to walk. Not enough money to just buy glass mineral water. Even if only one. If later Dance thirst on the way. School distance to home, pretty far. Reach three hours of walking. Without taking a break.

Does Kabila or one of his gank want to drive Tari home in their car ?. An impossible thing. If there's no take an give.

Well, Tari still doesn't want to be friends with disappointment. While searching for dad's wallet, Tari found a place where mom hid her snacks. There are a lot of biscuits and sweets. Enough to share with Kabila n d his gank. Hopefully it can be take and give. Substitute mango fruit that has not been fruit again. In order for Tari not to be eliminated from the Kabila group.

Dance confiscated all the biscuits and mother's candy. Then go to school with a relaxed attitude. There's no problem. At break time, Tari follows Kabila to the cafeteria. Put the candy and biscuits on the table, in front of Kabila n d ganknya. Full of confidence, Dance joined them. Spreading a smile at Kabila n d his gank.

Ciiiittt....Ignored dance. The sweets and biscuits were ignored. No one glanced and no one touched. They are passionate about storytelling and hahuhu...No one considered the existence of dance. It's so outrageous.

Until the hour-break bell rings.

"We pay each one yes" Gracia said before leaving.

Spontaneous Dance fell silent, shocked and disappointed. One by one they leave. Pay for food and drink each. Ignore the Dance that has no money. Pay for one fried banana he ate. That's not over yet either. Just two more bites.

Because of Gracia's talk. Direct stabbing into the heart of Dance. Sakiiitt. Make Tari can no longer spend fried banana pieces in front of it. Pooh !...Spit dance. Throw away the fry and stand up.

Approaching the cafeteria and apologizing. Because the money's left in the bag. Luckily the canteen understood. Shocked and smiled at Dari. Then Dari ran, chasing Gracia.

Before Gracia came out of the canteen. Dance hair pulling Dance.

"Buskey !...Oh!.." cried Gracia in shock and pain. But Dance is getting louder. Pulling Gracia's hair. Gracia fell, sitting on the floor.

"Crazy!.." said Gracia and looked up. Looking right at the face of Dari who was also looking at him was very violent. Pooh !...Dance spit on Gracia's face. Removing her hands from Gracia's hair. Dance kicking Gracia's back. Before Tari steps away.

Their friends could only stare dumbfoundedly. Shocked and confused how to. Because it happened so fast. They could only help Gracia to stand up. While Dance had disappeared behind the door of their classroom.

Never mind to be escorted home by one who is nota bene has become a close friend. Even they just kept quiet. Not glancing at Dance. Be Dance only cursed them with a loud voice, especially Gracia and Kabila.

He turned his eyes to anyone who looked at him in astonishment. All the way home. Enjoying her heartache, disappointment and residual anger at Gracia. Condemning Gracia for venereal disease.

Suddenly, her hand grabbed her hair from behind her. Mom grabbed him very strong.

"Ouch !...Crazy !..." Shouting Dance spontaneously. Because of the shock of being mixed with anger.

"What !?...You have dared to yes !. Fuck !.color!.." said the mother was very angry and violent. While pulling hair Dance. Mother cursed and her spit jumped out. Almost wet the head of the dance.

Mom dragged him into the house. Dance does not argue. Even if it's just in a groan of pain. Dance did not do it. The dance follows the movement of the pull of the mother's hand on her hair.

"Good!. You finally know how to go home !. Why ha !....It's over the money you stole !. Fuck you!..b*b* !...thief!.."mom's lecture on Dance. While one hand was stretched out and with a quick movement slapped the head of Dance. Nicks head, forehead, blinds his eyes, kicks stomach, legs....

As if not allowing Tari to dodge and fend off. Mother's mouth is the same as the movement of her hands and feet. Her mouth moved to curse Dance. Accusing Tari of drugs, doing ****free and blablabla...

Until the whole body and eardrum Dance feels very very painful. Dance catches the mother's hand that will touch her eyes again. Gripped firmly on the mother's hand. Then pinch both of mom's lips with her other hand. Jug is very strong.

The dance is no longer small. Her height is the same as my mother. Kuranf more 155cm. They may have the same weight. Because it looks just as fat. Their faces are equally jutek and never recognize powder. Especially the face treatment. Boro-boro...

Their hair is equally curly ruffled. Rarely scavenging and shampooing. If they look at each other like that. It is certain that they feel like they are reflecting. Seeing yourself and feeling nauseous.

"Whisper you!." said Dari in a stifled voice. Hiding his anger. Stare at my mother for a moment. Showing her fight to mom. Even though his heart was beating so fast.

Mother took her hand off the hair of Dance and would gouge the eyes of Dance. Thankfully, the dance. Immediately release his hand from the lips of the mother and immediately catch the hand of the mother who has been directed his death. Hup !...

"The more insolent you are !" squeal mom and thrash strong. Release her hand from the clutches of Dance's hand. Hup hup!.seht !...Dance's hand was released. After a few seconds of strength. Plaque!.one mother's hand drifted to one cheek of Dance.

"I'm rude!.I killed you!." cried mom and ran straight to the kitchen.

Dance instinct says, that the threat of motherhood is not pleasant. Mommy could be looking for a knife or a machete. Like those times. Dance is still lucky there's a father who prevents.

Now there is no father. Dad is just as bad as Mom. Better run away soon. Dance ran towards her favorite mango tree. I saw my mother chasing him with a long knife.

"Kill you!..don't run you!.b*b*!.." cried mother, while swearing Dance.

Dance up that mango tree. Before she could pull her leg.

"Wait until you get off, b*b* !. How long can you survive on that !. As soon as you get down, I chop you up !. I buried you in the chicken coop !" threaten mom and walk around under that mango tree. Surrounding the mango tree. Watching Dance and showing the knife to Dance.

Goosebumps also feathers Iuduk Tari saw the blade that was pointed, sparkling white exposed to the afternoon sun and long again. Make Tari know say a prayer. I wish I couldn't climb a tree. I don't know whose prayer. But it seems to work.

She looked disappointed and tired. Throw the knife at Tari. Oopps!.Nearly a knife fell on my mother's face. Dance laughed out loud. I had to give up and be ashamed. Indeed, if anger has peaked, logic is stuck. Cook mom forgot the gravity force of the earth ?.

Dance still laughed loudly. Mom had walked away from the mango tree. Relying on swearing and maki caci. Leave a message with a shout,

"Hopefully you fall from that tree !. Broken your leg !..."***