"So?" asked Cheryl leaning on the one motorbike.
"Ready to live our story?" asked the boy. Cheryl nodded. What's wrong with trying. She will try this man in her life, even though she knows the end will be disappointed.
"Want to go strolling?" asked the one. Cheryl nodded. Cheryl looked to the end; Rose was standing there. She coded for Rose to tell her to go home, and she will have a date today.
"But, how is your practice?"
"Easy." Cheryl nodded. The One started the motorbike. Cheryl, who was tired of wearing the dress, was sorry she chose the wrong costume. She should have worn pants.
The girl tried to close the dress from the wind, the motorbike sped across the street, Cheryl didn't know where the one took her to. She wanted to hug, but doubts came back. Finally, Cheryl just held the hem of the one jacket while inhaling the masculine scent. The distinctive smell of a guy makes anyone feel at home kissing him.
The two of them walked through
"Um ..." Cheryl muttered tackily. The girl is eating sandwiches with various mixes. And indeed, it tastes perfect, or Cheryl is starving. Cheryl's expression shows both of them, hungry and also enjoying the food so delicious.They are dating again.How many times have Cheryl and the one dated? Since that day, their lives are no longer lonely, especially the one who always takes Cheryl around and exploring all corners of the region. They will leave when Cheryl finishes college or the one who has returned from practice.Cheryl was sitting on a wooden bench with a large round table separating herself from the one. They were in the shade of a large rainbow-colored umbrella. Cheryl was eating bread, and the one was only drinking a small cup of hot cappuccino, smoking a cigarette. Honestly, Cheryl hates people smoking, smell cigarettes. The girl is already dizzy—since the one always makes her happy, so Cheryl forgives.
Cheryl wiped her nose. She don't know how many tissues have run out, and even her clothes have been targeted. She spits out the clear mucus and the pillow until it was streaked because of her tear marks.Cheryl finally got up and picked up the old diary she had thrown. Sick! Cheryl felt cheated, and her heart was made a joke by everyone. Does she look so pathetic that Juna has to pretend like that?"Meredith ..." Cheryl whispered, hugging the diary. Nobody understood her except Meredith. Even she doesn't understand herself."Oath of evil!" Cheryl was still innocent, shaking her head. Still, in disbelief, all these things happened to her. Evil! That was all she could do. All she needed now was to cry and spill what she felt. At the confession of her friends, Cheryl just gaped and stood up.The water she still hadn't touched, Cheryl flushed, especially on Juna's face and Rose. Cheryl stared at Rose with tears rolling down her eyes.Shiiiit!!!
Hatred kills!And this is clear. The hatred had paralyzed Cheryl's joints. The girl felt like her world had stopped now. Dropped again for the umpteenth time. Usually, Cheryl could tolerate pain, but this time there was no cure. Cheryl hates everyone! She hated herself. The girl could only cry, and she don't know how many liters of tears had flowed.Cheryl sobbed and laughed and cried again. Rose's words penetrated her heart without a trace. There is no gap so that she can filter out which ones are facts and which are hate speech. For Cheryl, Rose's words were remarkably appropriate to her. She's a bitch! Although Cheryl, her mother, was not a bitch, Cheryl was an illegitimate, dirty, sinful child. She was born dirty and always will be.Cheryl took a deep breath. Now that it was night, she was reluctant to eat, take a shower, even turn on the light in the room. Cheryl couldn't.Cheryl wiped her snot using a thick blanket with dinosaur motifs. The girl til
"Daughter of a bitch, will still be a bitch!" Rose's words kept reverberating in Cheryl's head, like a broken record. And keep bugging her.And here is Cheryl now, standing stiff like a fool, dressed so scantily, on her thigh. Rose is no longer her best friend but an enemy who wants to overthrow Cheryl.Cheryl is wearing a very short skirt so tight, and if the girl looks down, you will see what's inside. And in front of her is Juna. Cheryl didn't want to do all this, but because Rose threatened her, she finally gave in. Honestly, after the recent events, Cheryl no longer thinks about the fate of her love, let alone Juna. In a way, Cheryl was numb.Cheryl looked at the sitting Juna, holding an isotonic drink."H-hi," Cheryl said nervously, fiddling with her fingers. Juna looked at Cheryl. The man got up, took off his jacket, and put it on Cheryl's exposed thigh.Juna tied his jacket around Cheryl's waist. When the boy approached her, his smell of pe
Cheryl is still Cheryl. Stubborn. Even though Delisha desperately restrained Cheryl from getting close to Juna, the girl remained in her position. Cheryl doesn't expect Juna to be her lover. Close to Juna and the man smiled at her every time without any element of coercion to be one of the most beautiful gifts for Cheryl.If Juna couldn't be more than a friend, Cheryl didn't mind that. If their friendship now makes them both comfortable. Juna happy, so is Cheryl. Cheryl felt that she was too young to feel hopeless about her love story. There will be a real prince on horseback, not a prince on horseback that Cheryl imagined. Cheryl and Juna are friends. Everything is enough.Since being close, Cheryl learned about Juna's true nature. The man was a very gentle and so respected woman. The image of the perfect man Cheryl dreamed of, can you say Juna's heart cannot be forced."Thank you," said Cheryl for the thousandth time.
"So you know this?" Cheryl asked in a voice almost lost. Juna just nodded."So we are siblings?" Juna only responded with a chuckle.Cheryl is relieved, even though she can't take it all for granted. How could it be, the person she had a crush on and like for almost a year ago and found this fact.Cheryl was still mad at Delisha. Whether reasoned or not, the girl has not been able to return to her feet on the earth for what has happened to her now. She—Cheryl Anastasia crushes on Arjuna Raftali. Who repeatedly did not glance at her, always considered her like dust. It turned out that this was the reason. It meant that Juna had been doing the right thing. Cheryl was amazed at Juna's mature attitude.Cheryl wasn't hurt, but her shallow brain still couldn't believe it. When her mother said that, Cheryl was silent on the green sofa for an indefinite period until all of her body went numb.&n
People say that a meeting is something they have been waiting for. People say that the meeting is a sacred moment that makes anyone's heart burst into joy, is touched or cries sadly because of it.Cheryl just sat there, holding a cold drink and some dessert that she had ordered. There was no feeling that flared up when she had to wait and officially get acquainted with her biological father. Everything was bland to Cheryl. Perhaps, she has felt the pain and neglect since she was a child until now make she less sympathetic to others.Cheryl lowered her face at the red and white, red velvet cake while playing with the cream. The girl supported her head.Behind Cheryl, in the corner, there was already Juna and Delisha, who joined in and watched how the moment of emotion was going to be. When Cheryl couldn't hold back her tears, she saw the person who made her presentation to the world."Your job so far
"My daughter ..." Delisha shouted back to bring Juna back. The boy immediately ran into the crowd of people and saw how the blood flooded the streets. Cheryl's white body was already covered with blood. The faded yellow shirt she wear was already mixed with a lot of blood. When he saw Cheryl's body covered in blood, Juna didn't know how to breathe for a moment. Juna seemed to know what kind of pain Cheryl felt. Juna clenched his fists. The man shook his head, unable to speak or cry. But the expression he showed had shown it all—no need to boast.Delisha stared at Cheryl with tears in her eyes. Her daughter stared at her with sad eyes, pale lips mixed with blood."Hold on, baby ... Let's go to the hospital." Delisha had a chance to hold Cheryl's head. Her daughter looked so helpless and was enduring such great pain. She don't know where the blood came from. The blood that came out of Cheryl's body was increasingly pouring out.&n