The Dreamer
The Part 205
Nabila, can not easily escape the trap Nathan and Nathan are still blocking the path of Nabila.Both pull each other, back and forth like a pair of lovers who are fighting.
Nabila, stop for a moment and look at Nathan once again who is blocking his way."What do you want?".Ask Nabila,frustrated.
"Aren't you going to give me some spirit?".Nathan said, without further ado asking Nabila something that even Nabila himself to gawk, do not believe.
"Did I not hear wrong?".Tanya Nabila, while pointing her ears at Nathan who was still standing arrogantly.
Nathan, did not answer Nabila's question and instead took down the plastic bag in her hand and hid it behind her body.
"What do you really want?".Nabila was upset himself when it was clear what was asked by Nathan and demanded to give some words of motivation.
"I told you Nabila and there's no re-broadcast anymore.Are you not smart enough to understand a request?".Check Nathan, aware Nabila of a simple but prestigious request to speak clearly and honestly.
Nabila, pat the eel."You want me to give you a motivational word?".Nathan nodded and Nabila who had to sigh roughly.
"Ok, good Nathan.You're probably going to be in the race that I thought the race would be held some time later, but it's now".Nabila started his speech with a little stiff because he was not used to providing motivation for his enemies.
Nathan, just silently while waiting for the continuation of Nabila's speech in accordance with his wishes and expectations.
"Happy fight and passion for the race to be held today, may the win and the race not once be free from your distractions again".Nabila, giving the word motivation but at the end did not forget he also expected his freedom over Nathan's interference.
"If you're not sincere, don't give me motivation".Sahut Nathan while thrusting a plastic bag containing Nabila merchandise with rough and passed away without a word.
Nabila, taking a plastic bag containing his merchandise and stepping away without looking at Nathan.Nabila, must sell his macaroni ballado which amounted to more than his heart yesterday, than his mind must think of Nathan's attitude.
"Macaroni... Macaroni..."Shouted Nabila, offering his wares to students who were sitting relaxed, there were also those who happened to be walking along with him.
Not a few who buy Nabila merchandise that is famous in the school environment, not only the price is fairly cheap but it also tastes good and fits on their tongues.
Nabila, busy serving its buyers who come and go as if to miss his balado macaroni who had missed selling, not even a few who bought it in large quantities.
Nabila, unceasingly thanked for his selling-sweet merchandise and even his balado macaroni stayed a little longer.
Lost all his grievances and the sweat that soaked his clothes, replaced by his Macaroni who sells quite a lot to forget the incident that just happened and Nathan's reaction that is not usually shown to him who asks for something simple but, still, the,Nabila expects good for himself.
Crates
Crates
Crates
Coinciding with the bell rang loud enough, when she reached her classroom and was greeted by a silence.
"Where are the people?".Ask Nabila, confused.