The Best Trio Characters

The Best Trio Characters
Side story(First memories)


Meeting is like finding something interesting, can be considered new or something of a surprise on a birthday.


But every meeting there is a farewell so the saying often says or writes his ink in a book.


Asa little girl who was 9 years old was sitting on the back porch alone while daydreaming.


I don't know what in the daydream of the little girl but the face that looked petite and beautiful did not give any expression other than her hazel eyes were staring blankly ahead.


Indeed, the face of a girl even though she is still so small can be said Asa is a perfect girl but remind again the saying that in the world there is nothing perfect except the creator is not it?


Brown hair that is as short as his small shoulders in let unravel not to forget the sweet points that cover his forehead began to move following the direction of the breeze.


Tight eyelashes, a pointed nose, and natural pink lips add to the impression of the beauty aura of the girl even if anyone saw her would definitely call her a living doll.


Yes as beautiful as that apparently the figure of Asa all this time.


But as the girl continued to look ahead, she, if meticulously the girl was paying attention to something moving in the bushes are quite dense in her yard but neatly arranged by some flower plants around her.


Till...


The srek!


When something began to appear, Asa immediately stood up and her two small legs walked with a flat expression of her mainstay towards something.


...


On the other hand, a gray painted house not far from Asa's house.


A young boy came out of the house with a few bags of food in his hand.


The bright and cheerful face of the child looked so happy, both of his legs stepped up by making a small leap that one would think how worried the child was.


Yes even though they know that both parents always stroke the chest patiently because they have to resign if they have a cute child who unfortunately hyperactive overdose.


Her name is Akira Justine Hoshino.


Having sapphire blue irises like the mother, makes the hearts of others will be peaceful when staring at the two plain round eyes,


His eyebrows are thick, his jaw slightly firmly closed with his double skin that is his puffer cheeks are flushed funny like a round bakpao.


And don't forget when the boy smiled will show a deformed hole in both cheeks in contrast to Jio looks more manly than the brother.


While Asa if the girl smiles will look cute rabbit teeth but unfortunately Asa is the type of girl who rarely smiles or laughs when Akira himself feels anxious when he sees the rabbit teeth of Asa appear although he is also more worried because he has a sweet dimple.


"One-one I love mom..two-two..."


The tiny lips continued to groan singing the rhythm of the little boy's song with his cute voice.


Not to forget that occasionally he took snacks in a bag that was like a brown bear-shaped waist bag.


Open the package and eat a chocolate snack that he likes.


Until when he reached the front of the house aka the street near the gate of his house, either where the child went or just went to the street around the complex of the house he saw someone crouching near the bushes on his back.


In addition, a curious expression with both eyebrows that swooped did not forget his lips monyong like a duck.


The boy's blue eyes flickered as the person started to turn to face him which happened to be Akira behind him.


And finally Akira recognized that figure.


"Dad!"


Asa's shoulders were flinched, the girl immediately turned her head, her face was more surprised and pale for some reason.


"What are you playing?how not to play Akira!"the boy scolded in a complaining tone but his eyes were rounded when he saw Asa's two hands that were deep red.


"Why did you finish?I'm playing red paint see your hands are dirty!"said Akira.


Asa was surprised that Akira saw her, she wanted to hide but was already seen and now that both hands were held by Akira's hands, the boy pulled her towards the front yard of his house.


"Let's clean up before auntie sees and scolds you!"said Akira had Asa clean his hands and his own hands that were exposed to the red color to the water faucet that was there.


Asa just kept quiet but she did what Akira asked.


And after the two of them finished washing Akira's hands back dancing towards the bench which happened to be there close to the yard of Akira's garden-like house.


Naturally, because Akira's perkarangan is quite extensive compared to houses per other complex.


If Asa he has a 3rd level house then no wonder the house is also large.


"Where I sat I brought some of your favorite snacks, I gave me a lot of pocket money!"akira said he started telling stories and Asa would always listen to the boys.


Because it's funny, why he can fall in love with a young man who gives off a lot of expressiveness when he tells stories like Akira.


Sweet young man, with his innocent attitude capable of captivating one's heart and that was Asa.


"Oh yes Asa why are your hands red?you play paint, but why not bring a painting kit?"tanya Akira was still curious about that.


Asa since childhood is good at painting and Akira knows a little of the habit of the girl without him knowing that Asa had killed an animal in the bushes that he saw earlier.


That is a cat that is currently dead horribly headless, fortunately Asa managed to hide the little cat in the bush again until Akira did not see it.


Asa smiled thinly and dodged, a little funny considering what she had done earlier.


Of course he does it consciously and it feels very nice.


Finally he can vent or expel his boredom by killing the funny animal but Asa does not care for him it is his pleasure and he is not happy if Akira finds out or fears him later.


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People who know that they are not important will seriously think more and more about other people. Conversely, people who feel they are important will only think about themes. Be concerned, don't just approach and just want to know. It looked unattractive, then left, it was so selfish.


People who know if they are not important will certainly think more and more about others. On the contrary, the person who feels himself important will only think of himself. Care, don't just come closer and just want to know. It looks unattractive, you leave, it's very selfish.