Love and the Past
Part 93's
Azka arrived home after nine p.m. The man goes on a wild race without anyone's knowledge, not even Salsa. Azka just wants to calm the mind by racing, even the money he won goes directly into the charity box of the mosque, halal matters and whether it is not the description.
Azka threw herself on the mattress after throwing her original school bag, staring at the ceiling of her room with her hands as a pillow.
"Why did you lie to me Sal? Have I ever been angry when you're honest?" Azka Mummings.
As with Alana, Azka dislikes lying, she is better off receiving bad news than having to cover up with lies.
Azka grabbed a flat object beside her, typed something and sent it to Salsa.
For Salsa: I'm home.
For Azka: Don't forget to eat, Ka.
Azka thin smile reading a series of Salsa messages, the girl never kapok pay attention even though Azka often reply with a slightly ugly sentence. It was nothing, the head of Avegas still did not believe in himself about the god-level purity he felt.
For Salsa: Without ingetin I would eat.
For Azka: 😒😔
Without waiting for time, Azka immediately made a video call after seeing the emot provided by Salsa.
"Raper!"
"Who is the father, people just send the emot that way," replied Salsa across the phone.
"Gue has time, what story do you want? I'm ready to be horrified, or do you need anything?"
"Azka I heard from Alana, said Leo free that last night? Azka don't brawl yes I'm afraid you why."
"Hm." Azka continued to look at the face without the makeup.
"Lo don't want to tell me something?" reanimate Azka wishes Salsa was honest with her.
"Gue love you, Ka."
"Gue knows."
"Narshish," said Salsa.
"Where? Have you met your necklace yet?"
Salsa avoided Azka's gaze, she had not found the man's necklace yet.
"Sleep!"
Tut
Azka throws the flat object of origin after disconnecting unilaterally.
"Blog*n!" maki Azka knows who.
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In the morning Azka picked up Salsa as usual, but this time the man did not make a sound even though Salsa had asked or talked about many things. Azka's disappointment has not been lost, even her brain is always not singly questioning the reason why Salsa lied to her.
Until the hour of rest arrived, Azka had not yet issued a sound that made Salsa confused herself about Azka's cold attitude more than anyone.
"Where are you going?"
"Basketball" Azka replied.
"Can't you?"
"Hm."
Getting permission from Azka, Salsa went into the field to see the man playing basketball with the other core members. Along the way there is no longer the term handrails that Azka always did, the man's hands are loyal in his trousers.
"The Azka's spirit!" salsa shouted from the sidelines.
"Beloved," muttered Alana out of nowhere. "Shouted that dong, let his father get more excited," the beautiful-haired girl seduced, sitting on the sidelines watching Dito and the others play basketball.
Brugh.
Azka fell after the basketball hit the handsome man's face, many thoughts made him lose focus in the middle of the field, even though this had never happened before.
"Azka!" salsa shouted in the middle of the field in Alana.
"Lo, isn't papa bro?" Keenan reached out to help Azka stand up.
"Sir Ketu, you're not papa right? Usually not that." Rayhan came closer with the other members.
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