Tension sets in in a snow field.
"He's so stupid, he wants to obey all my words," Aurora muttere
"Especially?" a teenage boy asked he
"Kiss and kiss me! Forget that you pr.d
Tension sets in in a snow field.
"He's so stupid, he wants to obey all my words," Aurora muttered.
"Especially?" a teenage boy asked her.
"Kiss and love me! Forget that you have a heart for someone else. Erase all your love for anyone," said Aurora.
The man did not refuse, he just took steps to kiss the lips of the girl in front of him.
A girl the same age as the man slumped weakly begging.
"Don't do that, please don't kiss him!" she screamed helplessly.
The man paid no heed. He had completely forgotten all the love within him, and was greedily enjoying the event.
The girl who had fallen several times groaned in more pain as the man became more and more engrossed in Aurora.
After some time, Aurora broke the kiss. Make sure there is no more love in the man's heart.
Aurora froze the man's body, then said, "Stupid! A lustful selfish man like you should be punished!" shouted Aurora.
"The man who proudly betrayed his lover for the sake of selfishness! Look what you have produced? The punishment must be handed down for a mistake," he explained.
"No! Don't punish him.... He's my prince," said the girl as she continued to endure the pain in her heart.
The man had completely lost his sense of love. Until Aurora unleashes her power to curse the man.
The handsome man in warm book-patterned clothes was thrown into the air. His soul came to his senses and said,
"I'm sorry, I was too selfish to really love you, sorry–"
"Nooo!!"
The girl screamed so loudly seeing the person she loved had to be cursed again in front of her and she couldn't do anything.
"Mereyaaa!!" she screamed. The girl's body slowly began to disappear, disappearing into a gust of wind.
Deg!
"NO!!" shouted Anila in fear. His breath hitched.
That night really went by badly for him.
The girl named Anila lay back down on the bed. Trying to calm his confused mind.
"Thank God it was just a dream, maybe I watched too many fantasy movies last night," Anila breathed a sigh of relief.
The dream just now made him forget something.
"Oiya! I'm doing today's birthday," said the girl, surprised to wake up. He threw down his blanket and rushed to open the door.
"Happy birthday, Anila ..." said his brother, sister and mother who surprised him at the door. Her sister carried a birthday cake stuck with candles 17.
"Happy birthday, Sis Anila..." said her 8-year-old sister.
An atmosphere of emotion is created. The accompaniment of the birthday song was sung together while Anila cut the cake.
"Thank you very much..." Anila said with a smile.
"Eits, don't be happy just yet... there's still another surprise," cut her sister Anala.
"Come in now, look at your study table," he continued.
Anila smirked in disbelief, her smile growing even more when she saw the pile of gifts.
"Thank you, Sis. Thank you, Ma'am, really thank you all... this much gift from anyone, Mom?"
"From us, and from..." Her mother replied with a seductive smile.
"Never mind, there's a name. Just read it yourself. Bye" her sister waved out of the room "Come on, ma'am, let's go out,"
"Sis..." Anila shouted.
"Read for yourself!" said his brother also shouted.
Anila just shook her head happily. Appreciate every gift given. Choose some gifts to open first.
"'Well, this one is good,' he concluded.
Anila saw a box wrapped in gold wrapping paper. On it is a green ribbon tied neatly.
Anila opened it slowly. Inside was a diary, as if the person who gave it knew that Anila's diary had run out some time ago.
"It's so beautiful," he complimented.
The book is 140 pages thick, with a blue cover in the night sky. There is a picture of a man. Standing in a jacket in a snow field with the moon on it says 'Mereya' on the front cover.
On the back of the cover it says
'Every writing is a spell. Every spell can work a miracle.'
Anila felt so surprised when she turned and read the writing on the back. Silence for a moment. Then he ran into the kitchen.
"Mother, who is this from?" he asked showing the book in his hand.
His mother, who was chopping the spices, watched for a while then just shrugged.
"Mother, seriously. Who is this from?" asked Anila again to make sure.
"That's right, I don't know. As far as I know no one gave you books."
"Huh?" Anila is getting more curious, she runs to her sister's room.
"Sis, this is from you?" He raised his hand again, showing the book.
"No," replied her sister shortly, continuing to brush her hair.
"Come on, Sis. Don't lie, it's Anila's birthday..."
"Lies, how about it? It's just the whole house, Brother, who wraps the gifts, and actually no one gives you a book as a gift, Nay," - Anala thought for a moment - "Eh, I don't know if Gata gave it, because the table actually gave you gifts only , Me, Mom, Ayar, just Gata. Hahaha...."
"Okay" Anila left.
Anila is determined to ask Gata tomorrow. At school.
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White clouds walk side by side on a sunny morning, the trees also walk along with Anila's motorbike heading to school.
A simple girl in neat clothes and a bag on her back. Her hijab stretched out to cover all parts of her body. Anila is not a beautiful girl and likes to follow the developments of the modern world like her friends.
She is a cheerful girl. However, because of what happened a few years ago. When Anila fell, her cheek hurt. It leaves a mark that won't go away.
Various methods have been tried. However, the result was still nil. Now on his cheek there is a keloid which makes him look bad in some children. Until, no one wants to be friends with him in class.
That day, school was still very quiet.
Anila always leaves early in the morning. In fact, it was early before the school security guard opened the gate. It doesn't matter how many problems there are. His smile always colors the world when the morning comes.
Anila sat alone waiting for the school staff to open the entrance gate. He had been busying himself with singing for more than ten minutes. However, the padlock was not given by his partner.
Krieet!
"Well, Alhamdulillah. Good morning Mr. Wan, how come it took so long to open the gate, usually it's already open at six o'clock," Anila asked Mr. Wandi, the school custodian.
"It's Anila, it's you. Tomorrow, you'll be the one who brought the key. You were late. Last night you had to work late around the school to guard," replied Mr. Wandi, opening the gate.
"Hehe, sorry sir...let's go sir..."
Anila walked down past Mr. Wandi, then went to look for class.
The school gets busy very quickly. Since then, Anila has been looking for Gata to ask about the book. Until now, he had not seen any sign of Gata's arrival.
Anila waited a long time in the school garden.
Imagine! Anila waited from the gate not yet opened, until the bell now rings.
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Today's lesson schedule is sports. A lesson that is not too important but very troublesome for mankind.
Moreover, humans are like Anila, she hates her very much, because she is not an expert in that field. It would be better if he was told to memorize 45 names of the kingdoms in Indonesia and their kings. It does not matter.
"Come on, the kids, get out of here," ordered Mr. Malik, telling the students in Anila's class to hurry up.
All students are busy individually changing clothes. Some of the other kids were already excited to go out first.
"Come on guys.... Gass to the volleyball court," said Erika to her three friends. Ilona, Maya and Dasha.
They are jumawa style, already feel the child of the rich and the most beautiful among the others. Walking pushed Anila from the door frame. Anila just came from the bathroom to change clothes.
"Get out of the way, Granny is messy!" said Erika.
Anila just accepts whatever her friends insult. It was normal for him.
Class is empty. There weren't any children there. Anila has been queuing since the beginning, but always loses, getting angry with the other kids. So, came the very last turn.
Anila who realized she had been left behind. Rushed into the gate of the volleyball court hall.
All children are ready with their respective groups. All of a sudden, all of a sudden silence, staring at Anila who came late.
"Why are you late Anila?" asked Mr. Malik.
"Sorry sir, I..."
"There's no need to explain. As usual, the class president took the ball. Since you're late today, so one month ahead you will bring all the balls and equipment for sports hours. Including today. Take all the volleyball equipment now in the warehouse !" snapped Mr. Malik.
Anila looked down.
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