
Now that part of Caca's room they're cleaning up. There is nothing special there, just some photos and monotonous decorations.
The woman did not have the slightest taste in art. This room is dominated by black and white, without decoration, just paint and some shelves and beds, it makes this room look monotonous and boring.
Dodi opened Caca's makeup drawer, her eyes suddenly rounded enthusiastically, when found the many face masks there “Bim Bim clay, can glow us, can continue us,” said the man while showing some face masks towards Bima.
Bima approaching, “Can take no anyway?” said the man.
Raga and Alzam who saw it just rolled his eyes lazy, the two men did not really clean up, rather just messing up.
“Never really lo both!” maki Raga, clean the bedside nightstand.
Raga sat himself on the edge of the bed, when he found a book, which was certainly not a textbook.
Slowly open the book, and slowly read what is in the book.
Hi, my name is Caca, the owner of this book of course. I want to tell a story, actually, this is not really me writing a diary, but I try, because I have no place to tell a story.
Usually, I always tell you what I experienced the same opah or Raga. Because opah does not exist, so only Raga doang place my story. But that was then, not for now.
Before I tell the story to lo book, why I have not told the same story Raga again, I want to describe him first.
He was his name Raga, his long name was Raga Anindita Wijaya, son of Papah Wijaya and mother Renita of course. All I knew was that Raga was her only child, but now, I know that Raga is the youngest child, and her sister was my sister's boyfriend.
Why did I think he was an only child? Because I never saw his brother at home, I thought so.
And you need to know the book, Raga's parents love me very much, I've been considered like a real child by them.
The two of them even belain me more than Raga. For example kek gini, I will fight with Raga, mother Renita same papah Wijaya already clearly must be my defense, and telantarin his son that is just that.
It's a book, is it because of you?! Why don't you tell me, if for example I the story even deviated to everywhere!
Okay, back to topic, this time I will be a real descriptionin Raga, not off the mark anywhere. Raga it.... How is it? It's hard to make a human description nearly perfect like him.
Raga chuckled at the written words, closing her eyes for a moment, as tears suddenly seeped into her cheeks. There are no moving words. I don't know, Raga is getting more sensitive now.
Sigh for a moment, before going back to reading the next article.
Raga is handsome, handsome in fact, mengalahin gantengnya manu rios his girlfriend me! Just try to shadow, as much as Raga, so that it could be able to defeat the handsome Manu rios.
Sometimes I think, Raga is human or angel anyway? Kayak is perfect. I'm handsome, kind and not arrogant, most importantly, he always wants me, that's what makes me love him so much. Not to mention, its nature that is pretentious does not care, even though it is very caring. There are so many more, so many, it is difficult for me to make a description of everything. Anyway, luv luv's a lot for Raga.
The story is I breathe again. I was too busy with the perfection that Raga has, until I forget, if Raga is also a human who can make mistakes.
Raga again stopped reading for a moment, when the man would read Caca's disappointment to her. Not wanting to read, but Raga was curious about what the woman was writing.
Raga, the guy I said was almost perfect was lying I almost three knew his length.
Confused exactly how to do, I love him, but the fact says, that he killed my brother.
The initial plan that I will do, when I find out who killed my brother, suddenly destroyed after knowing, he was the one who had killed Saka.
I want to make him feel, I want to feel, I make him like my brother, but I can't. I love him too much.
Foolish am I? I was confused about myself, so I could do it. Even though, the one that my brother killed yak, I will not have no place to tell if for example Raga did not kill my brother, and it is not possible also, I am in this position, I am in this position, if Raga hadn't killed my sister. But with my moron, I can't do anything to him.
It feels like the cake can not be, if you squirm Raga hurt, it feels will not be anything he, even though the original sprained.
But on the other hand, I can't dong, it's okay for people who have killed my brother without that reason, it can't be dong, but still, just, I'll never get anything out of him.
And now, the story is I'm again emotional and close my eyes. Regardless of what Raga did in the past, want as bad as he was in the past, I will always love him, really dear even.
Because actually I know too, Raga does not really want to do that, he did not admit it just because he did not accept his brother in the game, even though my brother was the victim.
It's all destiny, and I've always believed, that the destiny of God is the best. Although at first I did not accept it, but still, I tried to accept this fate. After all, Raga's attitude to me, it's already mirrored my brother, so I don't feel very lost.
Udah ah, soja, cape I write continues, you can not be a real human is it me?
I it's a designation for buku☺
Close the book immediately, then lay his body on the bed. There are still a few more sheets, and Raga is not ready to read them now, maybe another time the man will read them.
“Why Ga?” alzam asked, moving closer.
Raga shook her head, while hugging the book “No,” Raga replied.
“Yakin? You are not healed yet, would I buy food first? Lo lemes or dizziness?”
“Gue don't papa Zam, I want to sleep again. Meningan lo join the masceran gih there, let Sasa add love lo,”
Alzam turned around, looking at Dodi and Bima who were busy looking at each other. Wanting to get angry, but it was Dodi and Bima, it was no longer strange for the two of them.
“Why Zam, you want mascara too?” tawar Bima's.
Alzam shook his head “Gue does not need to use so, I was born handsome!”
“As far as you are in stone,” replied Dodi, continuing to treat Bima painstakingly.