MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
SECOND EPISODE

"Why did Lo diem just as Anton started acting bully Elo?"

Ali knew the Word's reaction would be like this.

He was Ali's true friend.

"Biarinin. What Anton said was real, man!"

"Yassalam! If I had been there that night, I would have had a deadly duel between me and Cong*r Anj*ng!"

"Hehehe...! I'm not volunteering because everything he says is real, Bro!"

"Reality but that does not mean to be a bullyan joke material like that. He's playing the same victim Lo! And crazy again, which laen no one dared to fight when clearly it was a man who made a mistake!"

"Udahlah! Anton just wants a reunion atmosphere this time different maybe! I am grateful that this time I was the main character. Hehe..."

"Lo's sick, huh? Pain treat. Your mental state is completely dull!" the Word is upset. He could only murmur at Ali's passive reaction.

"Lo took my oath, Li! From today, I swear. No more SD reunions. What a 'junk' reunion'! Poverty is considered a joke! That bullshiiiit!"

"Hahaha.., Lo ga conscious Man! Lo himself called the reunion 'trash'. That's what's her name? Bully's trash too, right, Lo? Haha..."

"Ehh? Ih, that's not what I mean! My anjirrrr in my own trap! Haha... Sori, sori! You understand what I mean, Li?"

Ali shook his head strongly. Intentionally teasing the red-faced Word like a traffic light at the crossroads of the highway.

Their laughter echoes. Poverty is not a barrier to happiness. Until suddenly...

"Assynnya!"

They turned in unison toward the soft, alluring voice and answered his greetings.

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Laila Purnama's.

Ali and the Word looked at each other.

"Laila? Here, here La! We are talking relaxed again. Join here!"

Laila Purnama's. Ali and Laila live next door. And actually, the three of them were best friends. The difference, Laila front housing children whose house is gedong.

While Ali's rented house is at the end of a barren slum just behind the elite Laila housing.

They have been friends since five years ago without any SD friends knowing the familiarity between them.

Laila is Cinderella.

Laila was like Laila Majnun.

And Ali, could only be charmed by the beauty of his light in silence.

Oh could this be myself

Can change the foam

Whitened

Tapestry

Like pinta

Which you said

In the promise of love

^^^Also impossible for me

^^^Reaching the stars in the sky^^^

^^^Who am I

^^^ Only ordinary people^^

^^^ Seriously I^^

^^^Tiada is capable^^^

A song that goes viral after a cycle. That's how Ali feels about Laila and also Ali's self-awareness assesses his weak side.

Their basecamp was a tree house that was behind Ali's rented house.

The simple bamboo house made by his late father was made above a height of ten meters and built by supporting the large trunk of a sengon tree that has been growing and living together for decades.

At first Mr. Fad made the wooden house for Ali's playground because the yard around the house was full of junk.

Mr. Ali is a man who loves his wife and children very much. Although he could not be happy with the treasure, but Ali's heart was filled with memories of good memories with Father and Mother.

There was a depression and slumped itself when a deadly virus left the entire Indonesian population isolated in their own homes. Until Mr. Ali's mother was exposed and contaminated and died of Corona Virus 19. It was hard times that almost drove Ali crazy.

Armed with a gold treasure of jewelry owned by Mother and some of the assets of your valuables, two years Ali continued to live thanks to the encouragement of the support of Firman and Laila.

Working any odd jobs while halal, surely Ali did it for the sake of connecting life.

Word and Laila, more than just friends. Deeper than friends. Their relationship, very close like a blood relative.

But both Ali and Firman seemed to have the same feeling.

Both love Laila.

Different from that cute girl. Laila is pure pure pure pure thrusting the rope of friendship into a rope of brotherhood.

Her sweet smile as sweet as honey, her crisp laughter as crisp as how many layers of Tango wafer, hundreds. Everything looks plain without a burden.

How can a beautiful princess join and play always with two poor people who do not have spurs to mingle widely with those who have more.

This is the most beautiful gift that God gave to Ali and the Word.

Father Firman was a building porter. Her mother is like Ali's mother, just a normal housewife who works to take care of children and the house.

The difference is, Ali's an only child. While the firstborn Firman four brothers.

He was upset when studying at home because of the noise of his sisters. Until more often spent time studying and playing with Ali, even though it had to travel about a kilometer from his home that was privately owned even though only a patch.

"Gue did not expect, finally Lo want to also come to our SD reunion!" laila said with a smile and sat on the wooden floor of the tree house that began to be fragile eaten by age.

"Hehehe..., I finally came after you two always tell this guy the story of that guy, it's so blah blah blah!" added Ali making Word grin.

"But how so Elo, just want to be a bullyan ingredients all without a fight!" sulkan Firman's.

"Sorry, Li! I can't help! I'm a loser too, man? No guts for friends!"

"Laila is a girl! I'm not angry with Laila. I'm angry with Ali! Stupidly he was bullied a classmate fitting the first time reunian!"

"Hhh... Their wanderlust is getting more compact! I'm stupid too. Just being able to quietly watch and witness their behavior without daring to defend their own friends!"

"The real bond!" cetus Word again.

"Can't we change the topic?" lerai Ali who began to get caught off guard with a chest tight chatter.

"Whose topics will be replaced? Replace Bonge' What's Dylan Cepmek?"

"Haha... Hahaha, Word of ish! Hahaha I can do it!"

As always, the Word can always make Laila laugh. And the two of them could only be mesmerized by the natural beauty of God's creation.

Lord... Beautiful Nian Laila Full. Beautiful as beautiful as the name and also thought pekertinya. Can I have love and attention for once?

Oh naw. Ali must not forget the promise of friendship we made three years ago. He began to remember the difficult times of triad friendship. At that time they were sixteen years old and both sat in the second grade of High School.

The story begins...

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