My AVN
Samar, Memoirs Play

"Sammar, the memoir about light hands is enough for nafsi is very not careful."

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Just a delusion, knowing Vlo didn't respond back at all. It has been months just monitoring dumay accounts belonging to friends, want to say hello through the inbox, do not have the courage.

Fear, triggering repeated traumatization.

Now, being strangers doesn't know each other. Though never settled as the most important in the heart.

Is it true, AVN is dead with the new person's alternation?

Or did the gift forget to be offered?

"No way!" Tetiba Arinda yelled, alone.

Only through the middle of his campus friends so that AVN back intact without hiding the ego again.

Arinda was reminded again by, "she tried the phone, but Tra was picked up by her." Nazira.

Previously .. Often see Vlo account, but can no longer because it has been blocked.

What way to go in escaping the longing?

What is through undifferentiated diction making the escape of an imaginary encounter?

Very hard at heart. No longer hear full sentences encourage nafsi in reality. Just waking up to find emptiness.

The wrong way in the eyes of a family friend, but it makes Vlo's freedom. Heh. Can not guess more axa, that the lightness of the hand stretched in the eye peluhan eye.

If you have found the first book of nafsi, most likely just happy in silence without having to tell Arinda. Because it will open the old wound, has tried to keep Vlo's meeting.

"Rin, it could have been co-nulis. Origin, jan forgot the same lecture eh? Sa tra want to know, anyway AVN complete use toga!" If .. This diction is given by a good listener friend.

Even .. The news is printed history, the best, even though it has not reached the ears of Vlo.

Miris. A smile was created there.

Arinda deeply condemned his stupidity, despite knowing the action was right, just could not guess any further, light hands that were quite a traumatic portrait until now.

Is it by bringing achievement in college, will be able to tax mind? In a simple way, eating meatballs on the side of the road?

"Well.." But Arinda laughed blandly, sick.

The first work has been successfully produced, proving that the pent-up talent that produces achievements?

You know, not good at compiling lines in the image temple. At least to be his own pleasure, in the future can be improved again really.

Try .. Arinda's character stripes can bring a lot of smiles in the portrait of heaven, as well as bring achievements lined up in school reports.

Heh. Impossible times yak?

Looking again at the contents of the work written, amused themselves, very messy. How do you make so many achievements?

Always suck in academics even in your own favorite field, write novels.

Oh, "sorry uh, Nai? Gegara sa, ko is also away from Vlo." Ever voiced wrong.

"Trappa. Already, jan's been piling about Vlo. I'm sure he misses both of us. Trace maybe that soon she forgets her own best friend." Very good reply from Nazira.

It's clear, isn't it, what will the bloody companions of the field throw away? Why should repeat the spelling of self-error, which is focused on the goodness of friends even though the position is a little wrong too.

Arinda should not interfere with the problems of friends who already know the character of his family is hard-handed.

Which flashed a lot of imprudence in the mind.

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Uh. Boring once, wait for the lecturer has not yet entered the field, plus campus friendship is being damaged.

Usually also chat or take a leisurely walk around campus, now sitting quietly alone.

"Signature only, but.tadi takor kasih task. Just got together next week." The class leader.

Gratitude. Can go directly to the house without having to see their behavior enough to make eye pain plus emotions in silence.

When the signature is done record what the task of the lecturer, "Rin.." Just let Ika call the one in reply to the darkness.

"Well, come home, eh?!" Exclaim that woman.

Twisting the eyeballs was puffed up, when it took just chatting, astonished.

Without telling you, I've seen from the class leader! Ketus Arinda in the inner.

Wait, is it because coming home together looks good to want information? When nafsi needs it, half dead once give. The human being does not know himself.

"Tomorrow college, Rin?" The woman's queen.

Well. Already in front of the house, just turn back the motor to go home to Sentani.

"Well, look around, eh? You see if to campus sometimes ngaret so." That was Arinda's answer.

Little .. Disappointed, why would you want to be friends again? After a heartless silence on campus?

A few minutes ..

So tired. Unknowingly .. "Hm.." Just reply with demeanor.

"Co again? Tra bother you?"

"Trada well dear, I just got home from college really." Arinda laughed a little.

"Beh, tra is college? Come home soon."

"Obviously, the lecturer was lazy to enter. So, thank you for missing out and next week's new assignment is gathered."

"Not what."

"It has to be good dong. His name is alive, don't take it seriously mulu." Arinda said with song.

You know, padang friends do not have a day vacation, just pissing off on the phone.

"Haha, I can what the duties of the lecturer are infinite, su like the title of the song alone." Nazira chuckles.

I don't know why, I'm so tired.

Though very much waiting for news of the woman just to tell a story, eyes stuck-katung can not be invited to compromise.

"Sa is so sleepy eh.." Complaining at last, right?

"Rest is already. I'll call again tonight. Sa also again work assignments while cicil other tasks as well."

Heh. Breathing is very relieved, can sleep soundly even though Nazira's intonation really wants to share the story. But, at the wrong time, the girl needs to get down first.

Before the two eyeballs were closed pick up the dream island. Remembered ..

"Rin, are you home? Can I play there?" With a tone of restraining cry.

Enough for Arinda to see wonder. The tumben? Is there another problem?

"Sa's at home, come already. Why the hell is Vey?"

Not in reply at all except ok, sa to the house now.

Upon Vlo's arrival at home, questions persist with a riled expression of sadness from Arinda.

"Sa got a punch from my sister-in-law, Rin. Though sa tra know any problem, directly vent to sa. Well, here's what I see now." This is not what Arinda wants to hear.

But .. Explanation!

Ok. Fine! The girl knows very well, a figure of a friend who even though he gave his shoulder and ear received both complaints, will not want to share problems about family.

Just needing a place where Vlo can find the expressions of his friends, it is enough to escape the wound without having to tell a story.

Arg. Arinda was very nervous. Why the hell, no protest, huh?! With a free hit, which even Vlo did nothing wrong!

Damnit damnit! Very emotional surrounded themselves, almost spewing an oath of expulsion to the brother-in-law of the friend who had no conscience at all!

Swollen eyes and bruises on the face, why not just drag the case to the police station, huh?!

Duh, Arinda's getting pissed.

Never mind. The present awakens from the reverie of the past, which already illustrates that the Vlo family is very light-handed, but why not think before acting?

Heh. His head was getting mummified, wanting to rest immediately.

Samar, the memoir that plays about not intervening Vlo's problem, when he found wounds and swelling on the face, when it comes to playing at home.

What happens, it's impossible to organize scenarios from our own, right? Because the destiny line has been given to find the experience so that in the future much more careful in acting, so as not to hurt around the second time. []