Allah Tarik Seri Wajahnya Novels & Stories

Sera I opened my right eye. Taya was staring at my face. Her confident smile faltered. She watched the bleeding stop. She saw my nose straighten. "What are you doing?" Taya demanded. Her voice wavered for a fraction of a second. I did not answer. I bucked my hips upward. I used every ounce of strength I had left in my core. Taya lost her balance. She pitched forward, her hands hitting the dirt next to my head to catch herself.

“You’ve been saying that for the past ten minutes.” Sera shot him a glare. “And yet they’re still outside, so clearly, I’m winning.” “Are you?” he asked calmly, pushing himself off the wall and walking toward her. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you’re stalling.” “I am not stalling,” she snapped immediately, though the slight hitch in her voice betrayed her. Adrik stopped in front of her, studying her face more closely now. “Then what are you doing, Sera?”

She sobbed and Tarr chuckled. “I am sure you will find someone. Also, stop crying….” he swiped a finger on her face. “See? Your makeup is getting ruined. If you don’t stop crying, I will take a picture of you and post it.” He teased her. She jabbed him in the belly. “Stop messing with me. This isn’t funny.” She wiped her tears. “Your face is.” He taunted, and she kicked him, but he dodged. A sad smile curved my lips as I looked at them.