Orange Pieces
DETERIORATED
"How is this?!" panicking with a quivering voice, he pinched and flailed the young man's arm. While Wira himself seemed not to want to waste this opportunity, he hugged Ganis tightly and sipped the scent of the body that had been around 7 months he really missed. His beloved Ganis suddenly disappeared from his life. Half his life was taken in the blink of an eye.
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Backsound: Rossa-Love In My Life.
"Canis!!!"
His steps were like floating, whether it was grounded or not, it felt like the body of Wira was lifeless when he learned that his wife was one of the victims of the 33 victims of the ill-fated tourist bus accident. His distro cooperation contract with a well-known brand until he left without certainty only to immediately follow Ganis to Pangalengan.
List of Bus Groups II
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Rengganis Kamania class 11 IPS 3
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"Nat, Ganis accident. I called my mom and dad. They're straight from Jakarta!"
Tutt..tuut !
"Gem!"
"Bank-sad!!!" The woman snatched her jacket and walked out of her room, but her steps came to a halt, as employees in her district stared intently at the 24-inch screen mounted on top near the manequine. Featuring a newsreader in a suit complete with news of a tourist bus accident.
The deg!!
"Ganists?!" he mumbled softly, his heart was also broken along with the destruction of the bus body.
"Bro!! Cancel meeting!"
"Urus distro, I unplug Pangalengan!"
But what he found, Ganis comatose with a state that is no longer intact, his memory is lost, they lose the pear. The condition of Ganis with many tools attached to his body at that time made some of the sanity of Wira lost, if the Ganis family and his family did not immediately bring Wira back.
He is fragile, he is weak! Wira's down!
Almost for a week he did just drunk and take anti-depressant drugs carelessly. Until Gemilang came, ask permission to move Ganis to Bandung because the hospital costs have swelled.
"Nat," Gemilang went into the room of Wira, in the eyes of the room that used to be Ganis participated in, Gemilang smiled thinly, apparently his younger brother was doyan berselfie, he said, up to the wall of the room of a modeled man Wira is full of portraits of Ganis. But it's a pity this room is so messy, musty and dark. Even the man whose incident was his sister-in-law looked shabby, dull, with disheveled hair was clamping at the tobacco rod and holding the neck of the bottle.
"Jack Daniel, hm!" mummy Gemilang.
"Is there a development on Ganis?" tanya Wira uncovers the curtains of her room, perhaps embarrassed by Gemilang.
"Nat, I want to the point! There has been no change from Ganis, the doctor just said improving-improving but in fact Ganis is still so, papa same mama mutusin for mondahin Ganis, Nat. Come here, to Bandung!" Scintillating to get rid of plastic used bread whether it has been how many days this room is not cleaned, more like a rat's nest or maybe a den of jin ivritt.
"What hospital?" asked Wira to restore his hair, he forgot how many days he did not take a bath.
"Home," he answered briefly, Wira's forehead no longer shriveled.
"Loe's house said?" he repeated the Gem statement.
"The cost has swelled, the house in Jakarta has also been sold. Not we do not love Ganis, but we want to try to go on a street medicine as possible, as easy as can cut the cost of the nursery," Gemilang play Ganis' favorite item the magic pencil hairy, wistful, do not know cat fur or sticky fur that is even still placed on the table Wira.
"No!" reject the strong.
"Ganis my wife Gem, sorry for a week I did not participate, instead membleh gini. I should be in charge of Ganis, Ganis stays there until heals, the cost of my responsibility Gem. Anyway I ask the same you, no one ever move Ganis without my permission! Later I take care of there bring the same mother Indi," he replied firmly, Wira began to reopen the phone and some notes, it turns out so many notifications.
Finally Wira again rose for the sake of treatment and living expenses of mother, sister, and Ganis.
His bones crumpled back to look at Ganis like an undead, staring at the foreign Indi (sister) and the mother of Wira while visiting Ganis in Jakarta after waking up, Ganis asked, "sorry this neighbor mama huh?"
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"Vanilla citrus, your favorite." whispered subtly Wira still reluctant to take off Ganis, even though this girl is not comfortable silent.
"Wira! I peed it!" jerit Ganis tried to break down the embrace.
"Certainly? Want to use d@l4m an me?" ask the Hero chuckles.
"Nhd!" nagging screech.
He went back to frowning, "this is my face where do I want to be? It's so shameful!" dumelnya.
"Gue don't want to be in Grebek! Hayuk oruh to the OASIS, Mr. Ahmad was waiting," sewotnya fiery, fortunately did not release fire from his eyes and mouth.
"Yes, we're going to the pool now. Is there anything you don't want Nis about me?" ask the Hero to make sure.
"Ga inget," he answered briefly leaving a sigh and a breath that faltered, while Ganis' hand was still firmly grasping the Wira jacket.
"I know, you've realized that you're Nis amnesia, I know that lately our memories of us are starting to come back. But why are you refusing to try to inget me?" her question, the gaze of the Hero never absorbed it. He never showed any weakness to anyone but his mother.
"This girl I peed you! This part is late to the pool, I don't want to get alpa, baby money already paid! That's what I buy..."
"Lumpia wet? Cold strawberry milk? Or isi cireng?" guess Wira calls a line of food that Ganis used to buy when the two were together.
Ganis could only blink without saying, "Wira, please!" ganis' eyes begged, how many times he had asked Wira to leave immediately, apart from the aura of this empty house that was frightening, discomfort down there was also the reason. They did not enter just in his courtyard alone, but Ganis was indeed as timid as that.
"OK," Wira relented, taking Ganis back to the bike. The girl tied her jacket around her waist.
Along the way they just kept quiet, not engaged in any chatter. Until he was in front of the parking lot, Ganis immediately went down as if he did not want to stay with Wira for long.
"Your reputation in school makes me refuse to try to remember a Hero!" said Ganis as he passed leaving Wira.
"Canis!!! Where you going, long time!" namel Rindu was soaking wet to invite Ganis to sit in one of the places with some of his classmates.
"Macet, I'll change Ndu first!" Ganis had a look at the Wira who had just entered.
"Oooo, what's wrong?! Going with bray?" ask King.
"Hm," replied Wira sitting casually in one of the gazebos filled with boys, where it is located close to the girls of her class, maybe for girls like Yola, who, they deliberately joined in order to see the men's chest jars sebet judge who is the best body, but not with Ganis.
Although the swimsuit is more covered than others, but does not reduce the curves of Ganis' body, a kind of inner beauty or anything mimin ga mudeng guys! The point is that the sono is already beautiful and the aura is also different, want to be closed using cardboard even though it looks like bo hay.
Ganis came out of the locker room, stroking a long mane that seemed undulating in the middle to the bottom, densely filled fitting in places that were indeed the assets of a woman. The not-so-obtrusively circular ankles were pretty on her white ankles.
"Noise! Report first, all the same warming Mr. Ahmad!" damar instruction, this girl nodded towards Ahmad sir.
"Ganis emang geulis euy!"
"Heu! Memorize the beautiful mah!"
"Pretty-beautiful spoiled that,"
Wira was actually hot with the chatter of his friends who since earlier their views could not be separated from Ganis, but he could not follow and watch over them.
"Ekhem!" He cleared his throat while opening his uniform.
"Eh Ra, you're not kidding me!"
The little boys know that if the Kamania Rengganis is haram they are upset, because they know that if this legend is after it, that's what they know. Either really like it or just want to play around without serious things such as love.
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