Just Created For Me
Thu * 51

Zara was still unable to return the Goddess' gaze.

Throughout the journey the two remained silent.

Zara who does not know how to tell the Goddess the truth after knowing the truth of her relationship with Andra is a charade.

To start a sentence feels so heavy in taste by Zara's mouth.

Moreover, a sharp gaze like a spear that hit his heart.

The goddess stepped quietly into the apartment without intending to start a conversation with her best friend.

His heart was so sick, it turned out that he had been lied to by Zara, his only friend.

Silence still faithfully enveloped the two.

The late night, does not also make both lower their egos.

The goddess who was still with anger raging in her chest because she felt betrayed by her own best friend.

While Zara thinks that he is not the time to tell the truth because he does not have the intention to make the drama between himself and Andra into a true story.

The goddess went into her room and locked the door, which she had never done.

Zara was still staring at the darkness of the night from behind the window of her apartment.

Eternity still covers his head, let alone to close his eyes, forget the look of the face full of disappointment Goddess alone he can not.

That face was so hurt because of the lies Zara had done.

Drrt.

Some of the messages from Andra had not been opened by him, Zara's heart was still covered with feelings of shock and could not believe if Andra really expressed the feeling that she had liked him.

Andra did not ask for an answer to his feelings, the man only asked Zara's situation, also reminded Zara not to eat late, or asked not to sleep too late.

A little question like a young man who is drunk in love.

Zara was upset, why the usual Andra was flat and cool now changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

Even Zara has not yet answered whether the expression of her heart is accepted or rejected, Andra already confidently feels that Zara is hers.

I don't know what time Zara could be closed.

Even when the morning sun was already brightly through the window of his room.

Zara woke up in a hurry when the wall clock was eight over thirty minutes.

Fortunately, he was in his period until he did not carry out his obligations.

And true Zara's estimation, Dewi has since left for work.

His heart was moved when the cuisine was available at the dining table as usual.

Even though you're angry you still care about me Wi.

Zara stepped her feet into the bathroom, her whole body always feeling stiff and achy when the moon came.

Today there is no event, so spending time on the fall will be fun, Zara is burning.

With short jeans limited to the thigh with a plain white shirt Zara looks sweet, especially with hair in the ponytail.

After finishing the fried rice made by Dewi Zara also enjoyed her day casually, although the feeling of confusion still disturbed her heart.

The goddess was still very angry with him, not usually he went without saying goodbye first to her.

"Haaiiiiisst" Zara ruffled her hair until an irregular hair-child came out of her hairline.

Teeeett.

Zara's phone rang out loud.

"You're not sick anymore, are you?" ask Andra on the other end of the phone.

"No"

"Then why my message is not on the bales, as I wait for your balesan Ra, I'm afraid you're okay" Andra's spare words flocked to Zara and it felt to deafen the sweet girl's ears.

Ish why is he so much this way.

Zara felt the fine fur of her nape bristling, imagining Andra turning like that seemed ill-suited to her.

The body is strapping with sharp eyes but the attitude is hello kity.

Just imagine Zara being creepy.

"Yes at least reply to my message let me calm down."

"Sorry."

Zara rolled her eyes puffed.

"Where are you now, Ra?"

"In the room"

"Really?"

Zara knitted her brows, Andra's attitude really made her ilfil.

Where the figure of Andra who yesterday looks full of dignity and cold.

Even the hysterical cries of the girls were unaffected, inner Zara.

"Ra, are we out yuk?"

"I'm a mager sak, I'm not feeling well."

Andra scratched her head without itching, her brain was thinking hard, what was the reason that could get the girl out of her apartment, Andra thought.

"Are you sick?" Andra.

"T doesn't hurt a lot, doesn't it, no more a guest."

Suddenly Andra fell silent, suddenly her chest churned.

Who dares to come early in the morning to his apartment, Andra growled.

To Andra's knowledge, Zara had never received a guest into her apartment other than herself, her siblings were missing, her mother and grandmother were dead, and she didn't know the thrill.

"Yes, sister, I want to sleep" said Zara to close the ponswlnya.

"Tungu" Andra is disturbed, if there is a guest at this time, why would he even want to sleep.

"Ra you're really having guests?" said Andra polo.

"I am a brother."

"L then why do you even want to sleep, do you want to sleep with the guest?"Andra asked with a chest that was starting to heat up.

Zara is upset, apparently the man across the phone has not been aware of the 'guest' that Zara means.

"Sister, I mean 'guest' that's.you subscription that comes every month."

Andra gawked, for a moment his consciousness was like a delay covered in black clouds.

So the 'guest' that Zara means is menstruation.

Andra's heart melos cursed his stupidity.

But suddenly he remembered a woman's favorite food if he was experiencing the coming of the moon.

Food that is going viral and back and forth in the no-tok application.

"Ehm Ra, you want to be seblak, Juned's friends are selling and said to be very good" forced Andra to become the author of an impromptu description in order to launch his strategy to invite the idol out.

Zara looks sparkling, though, although his body feels crumpled and his brain is so lazy to think but when his ears hear the word seblak stomach and mouth as if working together to immediately mengyakan voice across the phone.

"Ehm can."

Iyezz, finally, seblak emang one of the weakness of the girl, inner Andra smiled gleefully.

"OK I'll pick it up now."

"Well, brother, I'm not neat yet."

"It's okay to change clothes, wear whatever you keep beautiful and sweet."

Really Andra issued all the style of seduction that she learned briefly from her online great-grandmother.

"It's okay if I'm like this."

Andra brought her phone screen closer until the picture Zara sent was clear.

Haisss why the more cute you are Ra.

Poto with hair in the top pigtail with hair that is disheveled until the fine hair is stretched freely.

Not making her beauty reduced, even Andra was made to be anxious by her.