Madness
Chapter 3

   It's just a work of fiction. Names, characters, stories/events are mere fictional elements, created by "me" as the author of the story.

The warning! This story is made only as a means of entertainment, not to be practiced or imitated by some elements in it.

Noted: For many reasons I changed the entire story from one published earlier. Thank ye.

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Running fast my breath hunting. Sweat began to wet my temples, nape and back, very tired. But to stop, I can't.

The sound of barking in the back warned me clearly, I must not stop.

Ugh, it feels like my heart will come off just by looking at that fanged mouth drooling. If caught for sure I'll be eaten, errat, bitten. My skin would be torn apart by her sharp red, bloody, sore, sick nails, and what if I got rabies? No, thank you. I'll just run to safety.

The tring!

The gate I closed immediately made the big dog Chihuahua type trapped there. He barked again. Basic scary. I should have asked you to throw away the beast when you had the chance.

Glancing towards the clock that was coiling in my hand made.

"No! I'm moored."

By force, running again is an option so that I do not make my lover wait more.

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"You're ugly. We broke up."

Wh-what?

My lover, errat, my ex-lover, Park Jimin, the dickhead, the physical form-lover, walked away after looking down on me.

A feeling of tightness permeated my body. I woke up early, chased by Mickey - a cruel pet of my feet, when he knew I hated animals. Falling stumbled across a rock on the road only to meet him in the park after a long time he disappeared.

I'm glad last night Jimin called to meet, I think he missed me, too. But it turns out.... I decided it like this.

Laughter broke.

Really fucking dickhead!

Is he handsome? High below average with a pair of short legs and fat fingers of the pandak. Hmh! Just a modal look.

Why can I take it first?

And, why is it raining on my favorite dress?

Why is my body shaking, why do I .. feel cramped and empty? Wh why?

Why am I not beautiful....

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Round glasses. Already removable.

Dress style. Trendy.

Enough make-up. Readyi!

Stayed....

I looked at Brother Jun and the red converse shoes he had thrust at me.

"Sir, seriously should I wear this?"

"It's nice. Same with you." Brother Jun nodded enthusiastically. "Your legs are long, smooth, se-"

I closed my mouth while clucking in annoyance. "Basic man!"

The taste of Jimin and Brother Jun is where it can be equated. That Jimin .. liked the sweet and kind girl, regardless of her demonic attitude towards me. As if asking to break up.

Brother Jun laughed.

"Yaudah," he said, "buy shoes that you think are good."

I smile. Narik Kak Jun to the shop next door to pick another shoe.

Once entered a pair of shoes on display in the front window immediately attracted attention. Dolly-shoes colored peach.

"You sure?" Brother Jun suddenly asked.

Licking my ice cream cone then glancing at Kak Jun who was sitting on the ground - he looked tired, it was only natural that I was shopping from four hours ago and he was carrying all his grocery bags. Ha ha ha.... Keana wicked.

I smile at Brother Jun." Sure, dong," I said steadily. "I want to make Jimin ny already sentin me."

Hearing my reason, Brother Jun shook his head. Wake up and bring me my grocery bag again. His right hand he said, "Yuk, go home. It's afternoon."

I'm nodding.

Wake up, I grabbed Brother Jun's hand. We have to go home.

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"Sister Jun, Ana is beautiful, isn't she?" I turned around, showing the dresses and makeup I was wearing for this important day.

Yes, important day.

Brother Jun looked at me. Focussed, focused .. then smiled and held two thumbs up at me. Her deep dimples look charming.

I feel my body trembling.

Uh-

Turning around, I reached into my dress pocket. There was a message coming in. Quickly, I deliberately activated vibrate mode in my salary so as not to interfere.

Turning on the screen I put the device back in. It was just an operator. Sucks.

"Yukk, brother, leave. Late, here." I grabbed onto Brother Jun's arm. Dragging him outside.

I gotta hurry. Can't miss anything.

Again ... I wonder which girl made Jimin that son of a bitch, leave me.

Then the fact really slapped me.

The wedding hall was quite simple, but sweet. A sprinkling of flowers is seen along the red carpet that stretches. Real pretty.

Various types of flowers with red and white also take part to decorate the tables.

White, it seems to be the theme of this event. Holy white, looks like the show. Holy wedding.

Ugh .. It should be me and Jimin who are married instead of Jimin with someone else.

"Ana, are you sure you want to see?" ask Brother Jun for the thirtyth time.

I got tired of answering it. So I just imagine a sharp gaze piercing me towards him made him smile widely and turned his face away.

"Mn ... Brother, why did it come so little?" ask, staring around.

This hall is indeed not too broad, but I did not expect that it would come as little as this. There were very few people in the room.

"Later also know the reason," replied Brother Jun.

Looking back ahead I know, I have to wait to get an answer.

Two men dressed in black with roses tucked in their left chests were the answer and one of the men I knew.

Jimin ...the son of a bitch ..he was there holding the man's arm beside him, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

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My name is Keana, having the first love of a dickhead who decided to marry someone else.

More precisely ... another man.

How sad....

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Cianjur, August 19, 2019