Fell In Love With My Arogan
Dia
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To: kiara
From :+8527896****
Hi chaby..
I miss you
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Kiara fell silent stiffly and dropped her phone on the floor, the call was just her always calling her like that.
" No, there's no way it's definitely not him" he murmured, as he shook his head in disbelief, not even his legs supporting his body, so the kiara slumped down with both hands hugging her violently shaking self.
Bad memories of the past suddenly appeared in his mind
" No, I've missed everything about Him , I don't want Him anymore, no this is impossible" Kiara said
With tears suddenly coming out without orders, Kiara tries to think positively about the contents of the message and Who the sender is, she hopes this is just a prank message and a prank sender too.
Kiara wiped her tears that today were too much out violently, wanting to prevent her tears from spilling again but could not.
At this time He himself was not there anyone beside him, with trembling hands He tried to take the phone in front of him and read again a short message, he said, but it is able to make him afraid and hastily delete the message to eliminate his current fear.
He did not want the message to make him remember things that do not need to be remembered. After the message was erased, he blocked the foreign number from contacting him again.
Kiara inhaled and exhaled hurriedly trying to reach for the oxygen she felt was thinning from her fear, after a bit of calm, she got up from her lesion and stepped her feet towards the bathroom, where she was in the room, to wash his face which he felt must have been dull because there was a trace of tears.
Locking the bathroom and turning towards the mirror that reflected her messy face, Kiara then turned the sink faucet and washed her face repeatedly hoping for a dull face as well as her slightly swollen eyes to diminish, he even hoped that his fear that was clearly drawn on his face was lost along with the flowing water.
In the sense of washing his face enough, Kiara also dried his face using a small towel, which is always available in his room that has the scent of Lavender, He inhaled as much air and released it slowly, he said, he gets a little calm and relaxed.
" Um ... Just think of what a beautiful flower garden looks like, what else is the purple Tulip that Dirga loves for you. Yes like that, just imagine if that did not happen and you will be fine Kiara, here you will be happy. Enjoy all the scenery here and everything will be fine, well... It's true that it will be fine "he said convincing himself everything will end happily for him.
" O Lord I beg you not to let anything bad happen "the prayer and the prayer.
Kiara patted her cheeks softly then nodded her head for sure and smiled widely, hoping that her smile would reach inside her deepest treasure and it worked a little.
His spirit returned and he also walked out of the bathroom, to continue his activities especially if not open and post photos on his personal blog.
While in the City there in an Office Building, a man whose face is quite handsome with the ideal high posture. Looking at a Figura containing two teenagers, a beautiful girl wearing a high school uniform, where the girl smiled broadly, with happy eyes twinkling. While the other, the man smiled thinly but a happy Rona was clearly visible in both eyes.
The man looked at the photo with mixed feelings, there was happiness, sadness and regret and disappointment towards himself.
He knew he was very guilty of his girl.
" he... Does He deserve to call his girl?" Ask cynical about yourself
" Itsa. .. I miss Lu , I hope I can explain what happened and we can be together again" He hoped, while still looking at the photo with a sad look, he said, his hand traced every line of the picture in the photo as if it was a real face that he touched.
" Candy ...." Mumbled
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