Revert To Me

Revert To Me
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Thirty more minutes of quizzes are about to begin. Hafiz's mind at this time could not focus on the quiz he would follow.His mind was divided after knowing that Arin skipped school from Riri's best friend Arin.


The mind is always imagined 5 years ago when Arin was desperate because of depression over the loss of his brother Reno.


Hafiz was very agitated if he did nothing.


On the one hand this quiz is valuable because it concerns his future, but on the other hand Arin's life is much more valuable. Hafiz decided to call Dj his best friend and Reno since Kindergarten.


"Je find arin je. The cave's afraid of him for nothing. The cave can't find him, the cave has a quiz in 10 minutes." Said hafiz in a serious tone.


"Five minutes to go, bro." Said Dj across.


"Now je! To Reno's place. Later tidings of the cave." He spoke in a tone that rose by an octave.


"Iye-iye." Answer according.


After getting news from Hafiz, Dj who was with his friend and a new member of his car club, at a car repair shop finally decided to rush to find the whereabouts of arin.


"Gua unplug yes, want to find the cave first." Speak D to someone who is now looking at it meaninglessly.


"Huh? The ade? Don't you have no ade?" Answer the person in shock.


"Not a real life." Answer the relaxed Dj.


"The cave follow anyways the rain gini go home the same who the cave will be." Said the person who had been talking to Dj since then, because the car will only be finished tomorrow.


"Bigger spit!" He told her to follow him to the car.


"That's what I know people." He was standing in front of the passenger door.


"Bacot lo! Good thing your handsome."


"Disease cave bang. Where are you going?" ask when the car has come out of the workshop area.


"The funeral." Answer's flat.


"Huh? ade lo died?" Ask with a surprised face.


"Si jono nyukahin ade cave died cave downin lo here." Said Dj while menoyor the person who was with him earlier.


"Diem lo! Noisy." The answer is flat but sharp.


After traveling for about twenty-five minutes, Dj and Revo finally arrived at a funeral.


He followed the cemetery until the two young man's eyes were fixed on the figure who is now lying beside the grave in the name of "Renoyansyah leyrs".


Crying and sobbing made the two young people feel full of hearing it even more so Dj who already knew who was now hugging the tombstone was buried.


Dj approached the tomb with clothes that were now wet like a figure in front of him. It seemed like this girl had completely lost control of her.


In fact, he did not feel the cold at all because he had been silent in the rain for that long. Because when compared to Dj, the girl was much longer under the rush of rain.


"Sister first promised if it rains we will always play rain together. Let's play rain!" Continue with a loud cry.


The Dj who heard felt his heart touched. For him the girl in front of him is now very valuable and sincere he loves the girl.


The girl he had already considered as someone meaningful in his life. He approached without saying a word and likened his position to that of the girl who was none other than Arin the woman he drove home that night.


"Arin already, you can't do that if you are rich that there is a sad Reno ar." Said Dj who suddenly hugged Arin from behind.


"But my brother promised me the same old cave." Said Arin who is now in the deck of Kak Dj.


"We went home, hafiz was very anxious to know you weren't at school." Said Brother Dj stroking Arin's back.


Seeing the face of Arin who was pale Dj took the initiative to invite him home by force, but he had not had time to launch the action...


Buggh....


Arin fell in Dj's arms with an already ice-cold body and a deathly pale face. Seeing the state of Arin like that Dj immediately took him into the car with Revo who had been loyal behind him.


While in the car Dj tried to make the girl aware and eliminate the temperature on her body. He was wearing Revo's jacket that he did not wear while trying to warm his palm by continuing to hold it.


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