Novel Alira Dan Fahri Bab 73 の小説・ストーリー

Barra sat leaning against the window with his hair disheveled, and face that looked like he was just escaped the hell. "We did it." I said in my thrilled voice, "Are you okay back there?" I asked Alia. She nodded. Her hair was unkempt, with the hairpin now being held in her tiny hand. It was clear that she had finally caught the air properly. "Are you okay?" Barra's hand stopped my hand that tugging my hair behind my ear. His eyes were now looking back at me attentively. "I am. Sorry for the missed bullets." I said without looking his eyes, feeling ashamed of myself. However, his hand was gripping my palm. Warmth returned to my whole body every time he did it.

It turns out that Fahri still harbors a grudge against Alena. "Key, please just take me to the police; I can't stand it anymore here." Fahri asked in a pleading tone, He felt tortured being held captive by Marvel and Farel because he was abused. You can see from his face and body that there were bruises and wounds with blood that had not yet dried up. Keysha smiled. "Okay, I'll treat you first," Keysha said casually. Marvel and Farel looked at each other because it was strange. How could it be possible that Keysha would give up Fahri so easily and instead treat him too?

Leading every charge. Fighting beside his people. Refusing to retreat. The sight inspired everyone. Because if their Alpha was still standing, Then so were they. Meanwhile, Lia refused to remain hidden. She moved through the medical tents helping the wounded. Carrying supplies. Treating injuries. Doing whatever she could. The sight broke Liam's heart every time he saw her. Because even now— Even surrounded by war— She was protecting people. The woman he loved had never changed. And that only made him love her more.

Babe Rozali wanted to hit Alif again, but Alif immediately ran away. ***

It had been a day filled with unexpected turns, and my meeting with Thalia was just another twist in this intricate plot. Footsteps approached, and Alarina soon stood before me, extending her hand to help me up. "Are you okay?" she asked, her concern evident. She began brushing off the dust from my school skirt and attempting to tidy my hair, a gesture that revealed her true nature as a compassionate and caring friend. As she reached for my hair to straighten it, I gently held her hand, stopping her momentarily. Alarina looked at me, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She noticed, as she pointed out, "Your hair is a little messy; let me help you fix it."

"No! That one no. It is cursed forget about it. " The tattooist dismisses Sao. Something about the tattoo makes him not look away. On the mention of a curse, the other couple come to see for themselves the tattoo. Fahara is what it's called. In some dessert outside a mudwalled house a rooster is trying to swallow a blue glowing stone . Nothing very interesting about the tattoo but Sao can't take his eyes off it. More particularly, the blue glowing stone.

Ariel replied, successfully making Fahira take a deep breath and hold it for a moment before exhaling slowly. "I'm just worried, brother. This is indeed a lot to handle after everything we've been through. But please, try to understand and accept it all. I love Bang Darian, and you know that. Your relationship with him hasn't been great, but please, try to get closer to him and get to know him," Fahira pleaded, pulling Ariel's hand so he would sit in front of her. "Whatever happens, I will always support and love you." Ariel held Fahira's hand and looked into those beautiful eyes that were exactly the same as his late mother's, saying honestly, "I know, Mbak. I just need to adapt." He then o

Not out of shame but because finally, I understood. “I’m sorry,” I whispered to all of them. The Freya with no eyes gave a single nod. The one with the crown looked away, but didn’t speak again. One by one, they turned not vanishing, but walking back into the fog. Alira was the last. She cupped my face and smiled. “You’re not broken because you carry us,” she said. “You’re strong because you do.” Then she leaned forward, pressed her forehead to mine, and spoke the oldest name.

said leader Alan with a nervous smile when seeing his frightening expression . Another scream could be heard as Kiara attacked him again and this time she managed to cut his right hand . " Well.....it seems like you won't have to worry about finding a way to break through the barrier . She is making her final moves now ! " said leader Alan when he noticed both of the rebel's arms bleeding and Kiara showing a satisfied smirk . " Is it just me or......Kiara seems to be having fun ?! " said leader Alan a bit shocked seeing a human smile while cutting someone's hand .