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A few days passed, and Chira had already returned home from the hospital. However, since the incident some time ago, now Chyra more and more silent and locked herself. He rarely spoke, even seemed to close himself.
Not only at home, at school, Chyra was a lot of silence. To make both friends confused and frustrated.
“Ra, are we going to the canteen? I'm the one who treat,” said Nina tried to invite her best friend to talk.
Chyra immediately shook her head, “You guys,” she said then she immediately put her head on the table and closed her eyes.
He felt so tired. These days, he always thinks and thinks about who his biological parents are. Where should he go? Who can help her?
He can't stay too long at Boy's parents' house, because he's quite self-conscious, the man hates him. He was also uncomfortable there, had to meet with Boy and his parents who increasingly make his heart ache.
Just now Nina and Lea were about to say another word, but suddenly came to a halt because they saw the arrival of Boy who looked so angry and headed for the Chyra bench.
“Build!” say it with a flat face.
Chyra raises her head briefly, “Go.” Get rid of it slowly, and then he returns to lay his head on the table.
“Build!” jakak Boy was upset because his words were not considered by Chyra.
“Auuwhh! Begok pain!” chyra's curse when her hand was forcibly pulled by Boy.
“Leasin! You think I'm a goat! Lepasin. Fucking boy! Leasin!” chyra screams along the way, as Boy dances her quite violently.
Boy does not care about the cry of Chyra, he just wants to bring the girl to the roof top to show something.
“Boy sicktt!” chyra shouted as she climbed the stairs and immediately threw out Boy's hand quite violently.
It is clear how his wrists are flushed due to the grip of Boy's hand.
Meanwhile, Boy is also increasingly upset and impatient, he immediately lifted Chyra's body and carried her bridal style by climbing the stairs and took her to the rooftop.
Luckily, the skirt that Chyra wears is not like the skirt that her former lover wears.
Several times Chyra bought a short skirt, but always in scissors by Boy. Until finally Chyra bought a little long, and then the skirt was safe.
Bruk!
“Bangsattt!” chyra's curse was so rough when his body was in hempas was just like leh Boy on the sofa.
“Woahhh! Pedes also his mouth, I think cupu, it turns out the temperature,” chirps God slightly clucked staring Chyra.
“Diem lo!” exclaim Boy stared dislike at the God.
“Lo know them?” tanya Boy pointed directly at the two girls who had been tied up on a chair not far from the sofa where Chyra was sitting.
“Now!” answer Chyra indifferently.
“My answer!” jakak Boy gets angry when Chyra lies.
“Gue not familiar! And I don't want to know!” chyra replied, turning her face to the side.
“Those who are bull elo? Tell me? What they did!” say Boy with his flat face, “Jawab Chyraa!”
“Lo why the hell Boy! The one in the bull is me, why do you have to be busy revenge rich gini! You think not anyway, in a way lo rich gini, even for me will be more in the grey. Lo bego what a moron heck hah! What do you mean rich gini? LO o if you hate me, yes already hate me, not enough lo in my house, always banding appeal to me. And now at school I just want to calm down, why can't I. What do you have to do to me huh!”
Chyra shouted as hard as possible to vent all the emotions that had been buried in her mind.
His tears had already shed, his breathing was hunting, he was staring intently at Boy who was still staring at his flat.
“Lo did not understand at all,” muttered Boy staring at Chyra in disbelief, “Lo still do not understand why I am rich gini?”
“Gue know you hate me. It was just Els that you loved. I've always accepted my fate, and I'm quite self-aware of who I am. Gue—emmtmtt ..”
At once, Chyra immediately stopped her speech when Boy again silenced his lips.
...~To be continue ......