The Zed Analytical Number Nine
Heart Word
...It turns out that not all explanations are...
...You can actually be told, because you haven't...
...Of course, it can solve problems too...
🌸🌸🌸🌸
...Now everything is different...
...But similar taste...
...To the same person...
...There will always be forever...
...Adnan the lover of hearts...
Today Zaskia left a little afternoon, after school hours there was a meeting to discuss international media speeches organized by the school.
In order to welcome the arrival of guests
between schools from several countries, of course, he is looking forward to the preparation in the near future. The event will be held in conjunction with a men's and women's basketball game at the SMAN 1 Mars school and host for the first time.
So look at it, alone waiting for a car invitation.
"Huh. tired of it...! Not to mention at home I must prepare for stretching, facial care" said Zaskia while rubbing her face with both hands, because she felt the hot sun had disturbed her.
"Ohiya forgot, I'm not the old Zaskia. People who always want anything will certainly be obeyed his will. But now. everything is inversely proportional" Zaskia said as she sobbed in tears.
It seemed that he deeply regretted his unattractive appearance. Now not knowing which way to go, the place he was referring to became a bit vague with an empty mind.
Coinciding with today, Zinta and Zweta returned to the laboratory room to dig up information about his research yesterday.
"The number one Professor Zinta" said Zweta while attaching Zinta's id card to the monitor.
...(.(.Password is correct please enter)...
Once in disbelief, the door of the laboratory was now wide open before the eyes of the two of them. Soon they entered the science room, looking one by one for a collection of books on the research shelf.
"The periodic table functions to determine the atomic number, electron configuration and properties of each element" Zweta said while reading the book.
"Where have you met yet?" Zinta asked while typing her computer keyboard.
"Huh? Oh not yet, this is me again reading the electron configuration. I'll borrow the book later" said Zweta while looking for other books.
"Yes, take it, but we finish what we want to look for first" Zinta replied firmly while looking at him.
...About that very sincere feeling...
...Now approaching without excuse...
...His smile was Ali...
...He can't just pat it...
...Because it's in the depths of the heart...
At this crucial moment the shadow of Ali's face flashed as she smiled sweetly at Zinta exactly as she had seen this morning in the garden. He was not aware when his smile was carried away.
Zweta's shrewd fingers found a dull sheet of paper stacked near a white test tube, right next to a silver shelf called BIURIN.
"What's this? Oh my goodness" said Zweta, separating a piece of paper from a pile of books with a cough.
"Zin Lo is - Yes! One sheet of paper is still saved! Where the writing can't be read anymore!" Exclaim Zweta while approaching her.
"Where's your?" Ask Zinta.
Suddenly he woke up from his daydream, while continuing to type in his computer keyboard.
"It was the same side of the silver shelf BIURIN wrote" Zweta replied by giving the paper to Zinta.
"Are you serious?" Sambar Zinta with a surprised expression.
Zinta moved away from her seat, approached Zweta and swiftly cleaned the dust from a piece of paper. Then he could easily read clearly the writing listed there it reads....
* to be continued