
Today is the weekend most everyone has fun holiday to and fro enjoying his holiday but not with Inara. Inara just sat quietly in her room staring at the window of her room looking at some Walking People.
It's not that Inara doesn't want to enjoy the holidays or why. But this is Inara not having any friends to go to in Inara's little yard. There are some girls who are always in his room do not want to be invited to play, I don't know why Inara does not know.
Inara stayed home. What power Inara does not have a lot of money to just waste a lot of money.
Lonely?. This is what Inara has always felt. Inara moved from her seat marketing her online sales in hp, Ting, heard the sound of a message on hp Inara. Inara packed the order while escorting it. Until late afternoon Inara is still on the road.
In garden. Inara stopped her motorcycle and sat in the park watching many small children playing in the spacious garden courtyard. Inara smiled looking at the many happy laughing children.
One of the boys playing the ball approached Inara.
"Sir, Inara let's play with us?" Take the boy alone to approach this sweet smiling. Inara returned the smile of the little boy.
"Sir Zain, you want to stop by, now it's afternoon you have to go home Later Nyariin's mother mbak" replied inara moving from his seat stroking Zain's head.
Zain, a little boy about 7 years old who is close to Inara.
Inara who is always friendly with small children is not uncommon Inara playing in the park so that not infrequently young children who are always happy if there is Inara, especially Zain.
Zain pouted sourly.
"Well, go straight back" said Zain pouting. Inara laughed with zain's mannerisms and rode her beat motorbike.
The motor that Inara was driving passed. Not long to the yard of his little house. Inara's in. His mother and father must have gone to work.
Inara goes into her bathroom, praying. Inara's eyes felt heavy Inara sleepy.
"Hoaamm-chan... Sleepy, it's better to sleep for a while" said Inara to lay her body in bed.
" Vin, why the brakes are blong" shouted a little girl about 6 years old trying to live a broken bicycle. At a very fast speed . His hands kept trying to brake but still did not work.
"Vino" cried the Little Girl round her eyes in front of her was a big tree. He can't dodge anymore.
Aaaaaaa
BRUISES
The girl fell to the left, her left hand hurt
A small man of this age ran straight towards his fallen girlfriend. After arriving in front of him
"Aaaa Vino, sick. This is all because of you and your butut bike that brakes her blong" said the little girl none other than grimacing in pain. Still in a lying position.
"Bantuin" reached out her two hands, Vino helped her . After helping his girlfriend vino justify his motorcycle.
"Some of you immediately ride the butut bike, Mau di tau tau tau brake is broken you just go straight up." Vinicam
"Thus you don't papa, do you?" tanya Vino flips back and sees Inara's body if there's any injuries.
" I'm going home" he scowled away and died by himself.
"Hey waitin dong" quickly vino turned the small bicycle while chasing Inara.
" Fuck, it's bad bike, the brakes are blomg again "Oceh Inara.
Not long vino was already beside thisara with his bike.
"Yuk rose" he asked with lips continued to smile towards his girlfriend who was already upset.
"No way!" Reject raw Inara.
". Who's that little guy?, why don't I remember who he is?, In my dream he's called Vino, but all this time I've never heard of anything called vino " Ask Inara to wonder to herself.
Tired of his own thoughts. Inara rose from her sleep to perform the Maghrib prayer.
The morning has arrived. As usual Inara wear her school uniform leaving school with a motorcycle that is always in her wear.
Inara arrives at the school to enter the class. There is a look that does not like his former best friend. Now Inara sat alone in front of her unaccompanied by anyone, empty, can be called like that.
The teacher held an August competition for his students. All students get a Turn for those who ask to follow the race. And lastly, the Fashion show. Inara was appointed by her friends to follow the race.
There were envious gazes from those 3 people among others. Raysa, Qirana, Widya.
Istrihat finished. All the students went out to rest. Inara is still tidying up the books put her in the bag. The three women approached Inara.
"Woy, Inara, by the way you broke up with Aldi, Aldi is handsome, Kaya Many who pursue while Loe?! Beautiful hahh no" Raysa taunted Inara.
Qirana and Widya faintly smiled at this. Inara just kept quiet and did not respond. Inara stood up.
The three of them prevented Inara from leaving.
"Wait Inara!. I want to talk to you. About the efahin show race. I changed to follow the race " said Raysa prevent Inara from leaving.
"Yes Mending replace Raysa, Raysa will be okay to follow the race", said Qirana
"Yes" Widya said.
Inara silently stood up thinking while looking at the three people.
"But it was decided. Besides, I also want to try the fashion race "inara replied.
Raysa was furious with Inara's reply. Raysa grabbed Inara's hood. Make the owner in pain.
"Loe dare to fight me?! Just stay safe Loe Be*o!!! ", Raysa's screams are making Inara sick.
"Hahaha 'emang he be** pantes best friend and his girlfriend dinggalin him" said cynical Widya.
"Ohhhh sick Raysa!. After this huhu sick" said Inara rebelled to release Jubai Raysa strong gang shortly after Raysa release it.
"Okay now I change to participate in a fashion competition?!" Ask Raysa once more while playing her hand.
Inara stays strong.
"So!"
"Loe is brave with us huh?!" Shouts Raysa raised her hand ready to hit Inara.
Inara closed her eyes.
Widya frantically stopped Raysa.
"Stop Girls There's an OSIS Chairman here" Widya said, stopping Raysa.
Raysa quit. Then the three of them panicked.
"Loe is now lucky Inara" Raysa said sarcastically to Inara.
Then they left leaving Inara after saying.
Inara silently stood withstanding her pain and all her trials.