Love&Wounds MATCHMAKING
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Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and desire, but manifestations of strength and resolution.

Gentleness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution.

The world is full of good people, if you don't find them, be one.

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The morning of thick fog still faithfully enveloped the world, the beautiful chant of the Adhan woke them from their beautiful dreams.

The tone opened his eyes, the chanting of Adhan for him now is a call to meet His lover who is all-revolving heart. After performing the wudu the girl returned with her prayer mat and her face, she longed to prostrate, and sent prayers to her parents.

" Dear tone... let's go down son, the others already want to go!" call Zela gently. The next second the girl opened the door of her room, walking with her anguish, the same uniform as Cila, and her skirt covering her knees.

" Kean's leaving bun!" he was about to stand up from the chair, he had not finished eating his sarapanya.

They all stared at Nada who had just come down from the stairs, her face still plain, with thin lip ice, her long hair curly made, with a silver bandana. Cute one word said from them. Who else turned the ashes into a girl who was so graceful and beautiful.

" Key... is not the same as Nada?" Kean shook his head, and his bag he put on his right shoulder, the uniform thin, sure that there were ants, the ants were tweezers, with clothes that were not inserted, the top two buttons were left open, showing his white chest, his hair made as if challenging God, making a cool impression of God's creatures are so perfect.

"Key there needs to be bun" he said passed without saying goodbye, and immediately went out using his big matic motorbike.

The sound of the motor combined with the red moge that entered his yard. Hearing the voice of the moge Cila stood up and grabbed her drink. "Cila left, aunty.." she said, then glanced at Nada, "Nad, would you like to be together?" tanyanya friendly. Cila shook her head, the article today Nada will leave with Zela to her school.

" I want to hitchhike Cil first." the heavy voice shifted their attention, the man with the body of the cungkring, with a dimple on his cheek, added a plus for him, directly sitting without aba, and, well he was Cakra Cila's best friend since childhood.

As if without sin Cakra devoured the food that Zela had prepared for him. "Tumben pagian Kra" Zela said, Cakra chuckles, usually they will depart just as the long needle points at the number 11.

" Mommy and Deddy are still in LA, so Cakra has no appetite at home tan." he cried without babibu, while his eyes looked at the face of the wood in front of him, making Cakra shocked.

"uhuk".uhuk" Cakra hit his chest slowly, feeling his food stuck at the intersection between the pharynx and larynx.

"Dead all you loe." said Cila to Cakra while patting his back hard, then he offered a drink to his friend. After the meal came in, he put the word together.

"Campre...." Cila hit Cakra's lips slowly. Cila tau Cakra will handle it.

"Mouth ...... Still morning do not sin." Sela Cila advised and fed with a sharp gaze.

"He who's tan?" Cakra played his eyes to Cila and then pointed them at Nada.

"He's the Tone of the Cakra, so if you want to eat look around first" said Zela advising.

" He let there be no tragedy that makes you want to die rich earlier." Cila added.

"I swear I'm loe?" Cakra delicated his eyes at Cila again, who was met with an omen of ridicule. Smiling tone saw the interaction of the two people in front of him.

"ck ck .... Let's go!" Cila pulled the collar behind Cakra quickly.

"Bent on si, want to be acquainted with geulis." Cakra extended his hand at Nada and was warmly welcomed. "Is it saha tea?" ask Cakra in Sundanese.

"Tone" he said with a beautiful smile. Then release the hand of Cakra.

"Know I am Cakra... man is the most handsome, the most tam.." his words are not finished yet but Cila pulled the bag of Cakra and took him out of the dining room.

"Cila left tan, Nad.daah" Nada and Zela shook their heads looking at the two of them. It's weird 2 lovebirds.

" Cepetan... it's noon bege." annoyed Cila.

" Why patience, PMS loe, what's not Abi ?" terkanya, make Cila cut her lips 1 cm. His face turned sour. If it is already gini Cakra will be silent a thousand languages. Regarding the feelings of Cila who almost every second hurt with Abi, indeed love is blind, has been hurt many times still survive, on the grounds of love.

At the intersection of the red light, Cila who was in the guise of the Cakra moge circulated his gaze. "Cil, you want to skip the hook?" ask Cakra, you crazy, bad boy Cakra. Bayangin just the first day of class IX dare Cakra ngajakin truant.

"pluk" the loud clap he got on his shoulder.

" Edan you're Kra. If you want to skip that from earlier, this is the school already 50 meters in front of the eyes." Kirain wants to get angry Cakra was even more unusual. Cila's eyes are perfectly rounded when he sees a white sports car next to him. Cila squeezes the chakra uniform firmly.

" Cila's pain." Cakra protested to Cila, he stared at Cila from the rearview mirror, his eyes reddened and glazed, he then descended from his bonce towards the car. Cakra spontaneously saw the car next to him well he Abi with a model who was on the rise, his hands were mesmerizing.

" Don't cause any trouble!" Cakra came down and pulled Cila's hand.

" That's Abi Cak." Cila brushed off Cakra's hand that held her tightly.

" I know, but this is Cil's red light" he said, holding Cila back from causing trouble.

" Fuck that...." Cila was about to break down the car door next to him. At the same time the light turned green "Abi... get off you son of a bitch." unfortunately Abi immediately drove forward his car, he only saw Cila who ran after Abi. For a moment he slowed down his car, but considering this a red light, Abi drove it forward quickly regardless of his lover.

The sound of car horns is understated, a protest to those who block the road. "Cil.. Don't be crazy, let's go! " Cakra pulled Cila's wrist, then carried her away.

" We truant Kra." Cakra chuckled as he shook his head, he turned his motor towards the house of Cakra.

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Tone into the school grounds, he headed to the office where everyone who saw him bowed politely to Zela. " Zels....!" call him, make the master turn his body

"Aunty...." Zela kissed the hand of Lea, whose status was Kean's grandmother, Nada kissed the hand of a beautiful middle-aged woman.

"This is my son-in-law's granddaughter?" lea asked while pointing at Nada. Tone just looks embarrassed. " Beautiful.." one comment. "Please wait in Zel, the ceremony will be over soon, I want to walk around for a while" Lea's plea left them.

"Honey let's go in!" Zela headed to such a magnificent room awaiting the soon-to-be-completed ceremony.

" Bun, Nada wants to see for a moment" he said, who was embraced by Zela. Nada was looking at how big the school her husband's grandmother had, she said, but the iris of his eyes caught the familiar figure of Kean along with a beautiful woman walking hand in hand and hand in hand one word escaped his lips.

" You're in class!" said Kean rubbed the head of the girl who according to Nada was beautiful. The girl was even reluctant to let go of their hands.

"Still miss you, later break samper here!" he said he grabbed Kean's arm tightly and spoiled. Kean nodded and put his hand on the girl's shoulder.

Kean turned around, his net met in one look with Nada. This time Nada's heart was slightly pinched, there was a sense of jealousy seeing Kean as gentle as this with other women, given their status as husband and wife. Kean decided on his gaze, passing away leaving Nada glued there.

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