THE SOUL OF MAYRA
24 (Difficult to forget)

"Assynogaic"

Some pairs of eyes that had been facing the ice doger stand, observing anything that was inserted until presented with sweet and delicious. The greeting caught the attention of the buyer except the doger ice seller.

"Girishal"

The santriwati there immediately turned their faces back. A moment and a greeting is enough.

Abyaz!

Mayra, Kayla and Safa ignored Abyaz's petrified presence near them. Danger is not if santriwati near santri putra?

"Kayla ... can you talk?" This time Abyaz looked down in fear. He also takes care of the view.

"Speak what?" kayla's reply sounded sniffy. "No talking. I could be punished again because it's the same 'this'!"

Safa who was pointed with the word 'this' in Kayla's sentence sighed as well. Wasn't yesterday better, huh?

"Sir, these are the three ice dogers." The seller offered one to Mayra, Kayla, and Safa. They decided to snack on ice doger alone in the heat of the sun. After all, this is not a day for sunnah fasting monday or Thursday.

"Shukron, Sir!"

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"Kayla .. That's Abyaz who's serious about talking to you." Mayra. "Let's talk if there's anything to talk about."

"That's what Mayra said, Kay!" sahut Safa's.

The three girls sat on a long bench not far from the ice doger stand. Their eyes don't wander around. Focus on one point, the ice doger.

"Here, most want to say sorry. Come on, justin!" answer Kayla. He still holds a dislike for Abyaz because of yesterday's incident.

"Not good to be angry for a long time. Mending, forgive me for plong your heart, La." Mayra.

"Yes, I'm sorry," Safa said. "If he wants to apologize. But we don't know what Abzay means to talk to you, Kay. I just want to laugh."

Immediately Kayla pulled the tip of Safa's hijab. Makes the owner annoy. She blew the tip of her headscarf with her lower lip.

Mayra shakes her head. It is a matter of bias if he will be treated to a debate between Safa and Kayla at all times. It has become a habit that cannot be abandoned when meeting.

"Eh, it's good to fuck me! You were the first to lure me!" cetus Kayla doesn't take it.

"Fishing, fishing what?" sewot Safa's. "Dracula fishing, yes!"

"Ikhnah...." Kayla growled in annoyance. "Based people!"

"Yaiyah the man who cooks the dracula!" sahut Safa ketus. "Where is the current age of the dracula? Hallow .. Haluanya lest deh!"

"Hereof... Who's talking dracula who's upset who, weirdo!" kayla murmured but Safa could still hear her.

Mayra who was near Safa could only sigh, sigh, and chuckle in amusement. This time he did not intend to break up his two friends who had an unfinished mouth.

Habits that may be difficult to forget if the three begin to live their lives. It is rarely even difficult to meet. And, separated by a distance of many meters.

Mouth fights still happen. However, Mayra's focus is no longer there. He also stabbed his doger ice while imagining that someday would become a reality.

They can't possibly go on together. There will be a time when they will separate. I can only remember old memories that are hard to forget. Remembering old memories that are unconsciously carved out every day.

"May .. Why are you?"

The voices of Kayla and Safa disperse Mayra who was imagining the day ahead. About their friendship. Her smile still left made Kayla and Safa relieved.

"What am I really doing?"

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