Diamond & Head Casper
Disillusioned

Wind's four-wheeled train, just parked perfectly in the courtyard of a skyscraper. Followed by Cloud's doping black sedan.

Today is their schedule for a visit to the bookstore owned by his company. Long before installing an online sales site, Wind has been running a business engaged in the field of rental services and buying and selling the book.

This building is a valuable asset, because this is where the Wind spills all his dreams and imagination.

Yes, Wind is a Publisher and Author. So, no wonder, if he understands the ins and outs of writing. Understand the rules of writing and what important elements must be in a work.

Since he was in elementary school, he has loved to read and write. Evidenced by the many trophies and charters he received in the many writing competitions he had participated in.

This building was his dream long ago. It has a gallery, reading garden, and library, in one place. The soul of the business that runs in his blood, seems to pocket the genes of the mother.

Moments later, a silver harley motor, stopped right beside the Wind, which had just gushed its body from the car door.

The view of the Wind and Clouds that had also come out of his vehicle, suddenly circulated to the owner of the two-wheeled vehicle.

Angkasa, the man opened his helmet, then stood casually beside his brother.

Now imagine, if these three handsome men gathered at the same point!

Tet ... Tot ....

Don't dawdle!

Fast!

Yuk, keep reading!

Cloud was a little surprised by the arrival of Angkasa, the article this is the first time he met the sister of his best friend.

It is inconceivable that the Cloud knew that Space was one of those men who loved to bully Diamonds.

What's he gonna do?

"Wan, you know, this is my sister, Angkasa." The wind patted his sister on the shoulder to shake hands with the Clouds.

"Angkasa, the Writer of the Commoners whose work was never published by his own brother," the circus-haired, curly-haired man shook Awan's hand. However, both of his eyeballs glanced at the older brother. The wind only sighed while casting a glance in any direction, as if feeling that it was no longer a new rumor.

"It's great to see you, Angkasa. The wind is very selective, so be patient, "clouds said with a small chuckle. "Yes, I'm Awan, Deputy Director of your sister's company." The clouds increasingly chuckled after seeing the look on the face of the Wind that looked cornered by his own sister.

True said the Wind, Space is indeed frontal, murmured the Clouds in his heart. Before, the Wind had told the Cloud a little about his brother. To anticipate, just in case Space acts unpleasant in front of the Clouds.

And that's right, just in the introductory session, the boy's been joking as he hankers.

"Then, why did you tell me to come here?" Space again billed an answer from the Wind, because he had previously asked on the phone, but the Wind did not also express its meaning.

The wind is a man who tends to be stiff, while Angkasa, he looks more relaxed like on the beach.

"The answer is inside, let's go inside," the Wind asked, again with an answer that Space did not expect.

Angkasa grumbled, but still followed the steps of his brother who had walked first with the Clouds.

Arriving inside the building, the two Space Neutrals circled every corner of the room.

This building was built with a full of glasses design. So very transparent. In accordance with his philosophy, this building is deliberately the Wind wake up, to a place to stop for book lovers. Because in it there is a reading garden, and also a cafe to relax, while filling the stomach while filling the brain nutrients.

On the ground floor, specially made for the gallery that displays the many works of Wind. Starting from rhymes, poems, novels, documentation books, history, and many others.

On the second floor, a special library is provided for readers who need full concentration without the need for a commotion. Fortunately again, visitors can also rent some books they like at very affordable rates.

As said earlier, on the next floor, there is a cafe designed round and located right at the center of the room. While on the edge of the room, there is a bookcase that is formed in a circle, around the cafe.

Because all kinds of books deliberately Wind provided here, so this reading park, rarely empty of visitors. Even from various quarters.

While on the fourth floor, devoted to bookstores. Here the Wind is running a real business. Visitors can buy different types of books from all over the world.

On the fifth floor is a writing room. There Wind provides a lot of laptops that are prepared for writers who do not have the media to develop and spill all their brilliant ideas into the form of writing. By paying a fairly affordable rate, they can use the facilities here twenty-four hours full.

So, not infrequently, if you are feeling saturated, the Wind always spends its time here. Chat with laptop screen through writing language.

While the top five floors, it looks still empty. Actually Wind has planned something unique, but it is not yet time to be published.

"Sir ..," cried Angkasa who had been left far behind from the two successful men before him.

The wind rotates its body 180 degrees so that it can see the face of the sister.

"Why?"

"What exactly does Brother want to show me?"

"Follow it!"

The wind again continued its steps towards the walking magic box, which was tracked by the Clouds and Space. Then, he pressed the button three.

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After telling his heartbreak via phone, this morning Berlian went straight to his favorite reading park with Gempita. Sure enough, this time only the Ngapak girl can be used as a place to complain.

"Hahaha, your face is like a tempe bacem, Er," ridiculed Gempita in between his laughter.

"What do you want, Gem. I really don't want to be fooled." Diamonds hold its sitting position. "Especially the same Space, not the point." She nodded while covering her face with both palms.

"Why?" Gempita scrunched his forehead. "Or maybe you have another dream guy?" asked Gempita while squinting her eyes suspiciously.

The diamond looked sculpted after hearing the question. Somehow his memories began to flick back to the moment when he was dragged forcibly by a handsome man. His heart warmed when he remembered the man's hand. Because all this time, Diamond has never met a man who bathed in charisma like that.

"Er ...." Gempita's palm floated to the front of Diamond's face, when the girl did not respond to her question at all.

And at the same time, the two golden-brown neutrals belonged to Diamond, accidentally capturing the same figure of the man that was inside her mind.

Am I hallucinating? Diamond Inner. He rubbed his eyes to convince himself. Without mengubris Gempita call, the direction of view Diamond is now moving, following the movement of the figure.

"Er, what's wrong with you, anyway? Inyong, talking about it?" Gempita grumbled in annoyance. Realizing that, Diamond suddenly twisted his neck so that it returned to face Gempita.

"Hehe, sorry, Gem." Diamond with a grim face, suddenly tucked his hair behind the ears, like a person who was wrong. "What were you doing?" his tan melts awkwardness.

"Not so," aborted Gempita by throwing his face in the other direction, with both arms folded in front of his chest.

"Well, don't get mad dong, Gem. Sorry, I was ...." The sound of Diamonds was choked when the Clouds suddenly came over.

"Hi, Diamond, Gempita ...," she said with a face of sumringah. "It just so happens that we meet here." The clouds stood right beside their table. Of course it makes Gempita can not hide his excitement. With a style of sitting that seems contrived, Gempita poses as exotic as possible, like the style of a girl who tries to attract the attention of her target.

"Why are you here, Wan?" ask Diamond curious.

"Yes, yeah, why?" Gempita chimed in with a big smile.

"It's one of the office assets" Cloud replied briefly.

DEG

"That means I wasn't hallucinating" murmured Diamond in the heart.

"Yes, have a good time, relax" said Awan, as if to signal that he would end the conversation.

"Well, what's the matter, Cloud Bang?" Gempita seemed not willing to let go of the handsome man.

"I still have a job, the Wind is waiting for me in his room" explained Clouds, who made Diamond's heart skip a beat after hearing the name.

The wind, inwardly, was in harmony with the blood-soaring murmur within.

"I'm saying goodbye, yeah." The clouds waved at the still unmoved Diamond.

After the departure of Awan, Gempita squealed with excitement as well as regret. "Duuuh, handsome yak is a guy ...." While stomping both his legs to the floor, stirring himself. "This time he will respond inyong, aaaaa ...." Wiggling both hands so bloomed.

Diamonds are aware of the behavior of his best friend, then can only shake his head, no wonder.

Moments later, the diamond appeared to have been blown away. "Can't it be like this, anyway?" He moved his face closer to the lappy screen that had been lit up earlier.

"Why, Er?"

"Why did my total followers become a big zero huh, Gem? The feeling I checked yesterday, it's been a lot."

Gempita got up from her seat, then lowered her body slightly staring at the same screen.

"Oh, this is not new gossip, Er," said the girl.

"You mean?" The diamond scrunched its forehead, not understanding. Gempita returned to her seat, then put on as serious an expression as possible.

"Came, Er. In any application is no exception N.O.V.E.L.T.O.O.N, it's just a user name PHP." Gempita stopped his sentence, just to breathe oxygen. "Most users want to have a lot of followers, but do not want to be seen following other accounts" he said. While Diamond, still faithfully listening.

"They deliberately unfol their already folbek account, so that their number of followers more than the account they follow." Gempita stopped back, this time to take a sip of the sweetness of the dragon fruit juice that was before him. "So much worse, sometimes there are people who deliberately unfollow all people's accounts, so that there are no more accounts they follow, so ...," he continued.

The diamond mangosteen sign understood, but it seemed he was still curious. "But actually, why would they do something like that? Isn't that called a scam?"

"Yah .. maybe let the pemes look, hahaha ..," replied Gempita.

Diamonds look terrible. Not thinking about that kind of thing. In an increasingly modern age like today, moral erosion is increasingly becoming.

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So what is PHP?

PHP here stands for False Hope Giver. There are many people who fall victim to PHP here. Even by his own friend. If so, then you know exactly what it feels like.

Uh, very disappointing, isn't it?

Well, *is PHP a disease*?

Yeah, that's right. This phenomenon is a disease. More precisely, the disease of society is often known as the Follower Mode. Usually, users first follow our account, after which they delete our account from the list they follow.

The above opinion is excerpted from Story Chat Forum Paravisi, by Jibril Ibrahim. If you want to know more info, please read directly.