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Chapter 32: Bab 31

"May I ask? What is it for you, my struggle is that funny? Until you just wait around, without wanting to

help?"

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Sorry for making you wait☺

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"WHAT?" asked Starla, the girl turned her head and frowned.

"What?" God replied. As if he just didn't say anything.

"Lo ..." Starla hung her words, "what are you talking about?"

"Oh ...." Dewa nodded, "you're angry funny, like auntie. That's what it means."

"Wow, you tried to bother me. Now what do you mean?"

"When did I play you?"

"Whatever, ah." Starla turned her body back to face the blackboard. Paying attention to Mom Ursulla

who continues to explain regardless of whether her students pay attention or not.

Dewa glanced at Starla through the tail of her eyes, the boy softly sighed. "Luckily he doesn't

understand what it means. Could misunderstand this girl." Inner God.

While next to Dewa, Starla was silent as she looked straight ahead. With thoughts that have been

raging since earlier. "So ... you like it when I'm angry?" Starla said in her heart.

***

Starla was leaning on a swing in her room. With the cell phone attached to the right ear.

"When are you coming home, anyway? I miss you," Starla said spoiled to the man on the other side.

"It's only been two days, Starla. Don't be too lazy," said Arjuna on the other side.

"But how to kill this love yeyeyeye, even rum pum pum pum pum pum." Starla chuckled.

"This is an expensive foreign telephone, Star. If it's just for singing so I better turn it off,"

"Uh, really fierce, Mas Juna! Pretend not to be sensitive to Mba Bintang."

Starla pursed her lips even though Arjuna couldn't see.

"Talking unclear, singing, acting dim. Starla Sherena Alsca, what are you doing?"

"Finally, Mas Juna is sensitive," said Starla, "I'm really confused, Jun."

"Why?"

"Dewa ... earlier, he said he likes me. Erm, to be more precise he said he likes me when he's angry."

Arjuna was silent on the other side for a long time, until the boy cleared his throat. "Good, please. Our

plan has started to work."

"But that's not our goal, Jun."

"At least it can help, Star. Yes, yes. I can't call too long," said Arjuna on the other side.

"Geez, feel like calling Donald Trump's son?" Starla stared at her cellphone screen, which showed the

call that had been cut off.

"Dimatiin," muttered Starla as she pursed her lips in annoyance.

The girl leaned back, then stared at the white ceiling of her room. Pondered for a moment, until the

sound of the small bell made him wake up.

"Sky!" Shrieked Starla, the girl was carrying Sky who just got out of bed.

"Miaw!"

"Do you miss me, huh?" said Starla while playing with the cat with thick white fur, taking her to sit on

the swing.

"Miaw!"

Starla smiled. "I know, Sky. You are missing him too, right?"

Starla stared at the lush white cat, remembering a sweet memory.

"Crazy, I have only one kitten left. Who tries to thief you and your father's mother?" Maki Starla when

she saw her cat that she was releasing to play in the yard, only one left.

"Why?" The voice made Starla turn. The girl grabbed her last kitten, then walked over to the boy who

had just arrived.

"Here, I only have one kitten. Even though this morning, when I left the cage, it was still complete until

its father's mother." Starla looks annoyed.

"Well, that is guarded carefully. Do not let go again," the boy advised.

"Okay." Starla sighed, "What's your name, huh?"

"Sky," said the guy behind Starla. The girl looked up, frowning, "why?"

"Sky, space. The place where the sky and the stars meet," the boy replied curtly, but Starla could

understand the meaning so that the girl did not stop smiling all day.

Starla regained consciousness, the girl pulled back a faint smile as she shook her head. Ah, how

sweet.

***

Saturday night, Starla was hanging out at a roadside shop with her two best friends, Natasya and

Larissa. The three girls were almost the center of attention of every guy passing by.

"Next week's exam, right?" said Natasya.

"Ah, Caca mah. We don't need to remember about school, please. Malming, here," said Larissa.

"You know, pretentious, really diligent thinking about exams. Are you thinking about exams, Ca?" said

Starla, the girl then chuckled.

"Excuse me, Mba. Are you interested in buying flowers? As well as for donations," said a woman who

came with her friend carrying a box full of roses.

The three girls looked up, and shook their heads together.

"No, Mba. Next time," said Starla.

"Thanks, excuse me, Mba." Then the flower seller left.

"Why didn't we just buy before, right? You said all the donations?" said Larissa.

"I don't have respect if it's the same. I prefer to go directly to the orphanage or to people who need it. I

don't know. then you guys. ”Starla shrugs her shoulders.

"I'm more or less like Starla, really," said Natasya.

"Excuse me, Mba." The three girls turned their heads when the flower-selling woman returned, "these

are the flowers, for Mba Starla."

Compact Starla, Larissa and Natasya frowned.

"I didn't buy it, and how do you know my name?" asked Starla.

"Here, a message from Mas who sat in the shop there, Mba. He said for Ms Starla who wore a black

jacket," said the woman, "yes, Mba. The interest has been paid, really."

The woman left a white rose in front of Starla.

"Crazy, crazy. Who is it from?" said Natasya.

Starla reached for the flower, researched it and came up with a piece of paper. Starla reached for it and

opened the paper. The girl was silent for a long time, only because of a letter on the paper. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

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