KAFKAS
BRIGHT SPOT

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The beautiful girl in the sky, looks like she is taking a deep breath. He tried to calm himself, after making a stir that shocked the Nation Lantern. He's at Waldemarr headquarters. Don't ask why the girl was there?! The answer is for sure you know, it's all because Kafka dragged him in here.

The girl is now sitting cross-legged on a soft bed-sized Queen size while tidying her hair that is disheveled due to the fist fight version of the girl. He plucked his hair and then looked around the room that was so dominated by nuances exactly like the Kafka room which means Alta can guess that this room is indeed in a special designation only for the chairman of Waldemarr, who was the only one in the room, though this is the second time he was here but did not pay so much attention to the whole of the room.

A few minutes later, the door of the rest room was wide open which means the owner of this room was entering it. Alta turned her head and became stunned when Kafka was right next to her. At once Alta's gaze was immediately bowed, afraid - afraid if Kafka scolded her for making Aluna's face filled with wounds. But his estimates were broken, Kafka smiled thinly while thrusting a plastic bottle of cold water packaging in his hand.

"Drink." Kafka.

Alta looked up, looking at the bottle Kafka had been thrusting for so long. "Sorry?!"

"Yes"

"Sorry."

"For?"

"Udah made Aluna battered."

"Why apologize to me?"

Alta sighed, "Because she was the first Kaf that wanted me, I actually swear. If you don't believe it, you can ask Jessie or Cherry who started first." His cry whined as if he had forgotten that this young man in front of him was his incantation.

Kafka sighed, watched, then gave a smile. "Good job, if you're not wrong and it's to defend yourself why should you feel guilty? What you are doing is good. You can act assertive and brave if you are not an easy girl to be denigrated, right?"

"Em." Alta nodded enthusiastically as she was able to defend from Kafka.

"But this is the last one. I don't want to know why and get in trouble at school."

"Can you protect me?"

"Steep, not just anyone! I don't want to see anyone I love getting hurt." He said as he stroked Alta's thin cheek with his thumb and then stepped towards a nightstand. Making Alta secretly become a high-level misbehavior. His face was red because of Kafka's spontaneous speech that gave the effect of opium even until he himself forgot if he wanted to try to move-on.

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The young man came back to Alta with a white box of P3K, then applied the cream to some small wounds that were on the forehead, the corner of Alta's lips and arms quite painstakingly and carefully.

"Sorry!" muttered Alta with a look at the face of Kafka who was seriously applying cream to Alta's wounds.

Kafka held back a smile, "Lo must have been sprained because Aluna did I belong to her, right? And you feel that you don't like that statement?"

"Ew, pede crazy lo! I didn't war for that reason, did I?! Why be a wasteful pede gini anyway! I war it because it defends my self-worth. If Ali and Aleshaqi say "LO SELF-ESTEEM FIGHTER, RISK LO'S LIFE FOR SELF-ESTEEM, BECAUSE SELF-ESTEEM IS DEAD PRICE!" The excitement made Kafka laugh lightly.

"Eh Al, you're honest, you still love me right?" Her question was casually intent on flirting. But in response to Alta silently, he seemed to be thinking of something to evade.

Kafka stood up, then ruffled Alta's hair with a clamor. "Silence means something, right?" Made Alta curse, trying to refute the statement.

The girl began to move by sticking out her hand pulling the edge of the black shirt that Kafka was wearing, the young man who was about to come out now turned back to look at Alta. Alta tried to control herself by turning her eyes in any direction.

"Why again?" ask Kafka slowly.

Alta acted pretentiously calm, constantly trying to stare fully at Kafka who was still faithful to look at her. Instinctively, the young man who is still clearly very fond of his girl was also groggy even trying to calm down so as not to look wrong.

"You really what? If you think I'm gonna melt the same attitude you just did, you're wrong big Kaf."

"Lo calm down Al, I will never maximize what is my will. I can endure my affection even if it's no longer avenged."

"Look at Al, I Will give you time to fly as far as you want. But I will always be watching you from down here so as not to lose sight and out of my reach." (Look at me Al, I'll give you time to fly as far as you want. But I'll always look at you from down here so as not to lose sight and out of my reach.)

While Alta now lowered her head to play her finger, she was stunned with her shoulders squeezing when she heard the words coming out of the lips of the young man who had been making a frenzy for a few days.

"Why do I like to worry?"

"You said Al yourself, you don't want me anymore" said the young man in a hoarse voice. "Just you also say that, I should have said, why your words just rich give me hope again. I know that hope doesn't exist." He continued, making Alta subconsciously bite her lips firmly withstanding the sobbing.

"From the beginning who was dishonest? From the beginning who never wanted to explain and make things this complicated? I just want my price, I just want to be considered there, and I just want to understand my feelings." Sindir Alta's.

"Sorry if until now my attitude has not gone that far to be what you want. But if I'm to be honest, I always thought that lo was the best house for me to turn around which means I always thought you existed, Al."

"Don't do as you please, rich gini." He said, who was influenced by Kafka.

"Here is Kaf," Alta told Kafka to approach her.

"Well?" Answer's relaxed.

"Don't think that strange lo, I want jewer ear lo equally want me bogem face you know not!"

Kafka laughed then according, he crouched down before Alta with his own two ears out. "Sorry my Queen, I can't be what you expect."

Alta cupped Kafka in the face, and she led Kafka to sit in front of her. Looking at the face for a long time with a very close distance, then in the face rubbing it, making Alta's eyes become watery, watery, not long ago Alta's tears just broke making Kafka so jerked and widened her eyes in shock. Meanwhile the girl sitting in front of him was even more sobbing by covering her face using her palm.

"Hey, why so cry gini? I have nyakinin you again? What were my words that were wrong, that made you hurt?" Kafka immediately panicked, making Alta's sobs firmer and tremble.

"I shouldn't have brought you here! I should really go so far as you, so you don't get hurt again and cry rich gini!" This made Alta shake her head slowly.

Alta hugged Kafka tightly. He poured out his cry sobbing on the chest of the Youth in front of him, until the girl sobbed little while Kafka could only shut up, feel the tightness that continues to squeeze her without wanting to hold the girl's body.

"Honestly, for two weeks my feelings have been tormented. In my heart, I try to forget and be sincere. But in my deepest heart, I am not willing to lose lo and even unlucky feeling I am more sure that your dear to me it will always be there." Said the girl while stretching her distance.

"Gue apologized for being selfish and too proud to admit it."

Kafka took a heavy breath, looking at Alta. Although initially hesitant, he finally established himself to slowly pull Alta's body back, confine it with both arms, clutching tightly to Alta's body that fell resigned by again dripping a clear circle in his arms.

"Sorry." whispered Alta lirih, still sobbing in the arms of the kafka.

Feeling that this was what Alta needed, she felt too tired. The distinctive fragrance of a Kafka fills Alta's nasal cavity, she loves it so much and will forever miss a moment like this, the moment where he can comfortably be in the arms of someone other than mamah Gaby and Papa Arta.

"For what?"

"For everything, I'm too selfish because it's too demanding to be understood. Though you already understand me honestly even though it's a bit late."

"I'm sorry, too, because I've been doubting you for two weeks."

"Hm." Kafka nodded his head, on the sidelines hugging the two. They both closed their eyes tightly, enjoying the aroma that was emanating from each other's bodies, as if they did not want to be separated again. Only the kafka is the best place for Alta to lean on, and instead Alta is the most comfortable place for Kafka to return home.

"In the future we both introspect each other, learn to cover up shortcomings with the advantages we have. Especially trusting each other. That way there won't be a third person who will make it our distance."

"Eum!" alta's nod agreed. "Wait, us?"

"Well, did I bring it back?" tanya Alta made Kafka speechless then shook his head in doubt.

"Jiakh wear shy meow."

"**** lo." made Alta laugh.

Behind the door of the special resting room of Leader Waldemarr who was a little open due to the absence of Kafka out of the room earlier, making the figure of the three absurd young men kaga kelulungan it had a chance to peek.

Their decision to kepo like her found a bright spot that likely their Leader will throw a big party welcoming his feelings that are happy again.

"Sat, how beautiful is the love story of others." Sunggut Ali because only Ali himself is still single until now.

Until the next second, the three young men were made to jerk and ache when their ears were in the jewel from behind by Gaishan and Sanz who had just arrived at the headquarters after overcoming the complicated situation their girl was in.

"Well, why are you here?" asked Gaishan, who did not care about the whining of his best friend who complained of pain.

"What the hell is Gaish, I monitor them noh. Afraid to fling in the room."

Sanz pleaded, "No need, even if they were also Khilaf Kafka able to account for his actions. Seven derivatives without work also will not be curtailed. Well, if you are on, it is still a long way to fight first. So you need to watch live, kepengen bothered lo!" Gaishan cursed while shaking Sanz's head. "Don't distance your imagination, go all the way, disturb the pleasures of people only.