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A Comrade Hi !
He got up to light it nearby the wooden open window and enjoyed his first inhaling there , staring at the smoke from it as he would do to a lover whom long time no see The smoke was dwindling outside there .I was still arranging up the papers and files when he sat almost so near to me as the narrowness of the rug , automatically l moved a bit . Frankly my defense instinct will increase if l met a person , an opposite sex,moreover if he's famous with his fascination and other attributes he got _l don't want to be influenced by anyone 's charm .I was about to open my mouth whilst he offered me a cold lemonade.Drank it directly just like the way l talked ." Ash , don't worry ,l picked 3 or 4 letters for this week .Twice a month..or once a month if you prefer it . He took one of the paper ,read it and put it on his knee .Lightly ,"lt's fine with me if you want this rubric appears once in a week but l can't guarantee they will be satisfied."I looked at him as he stared at the paper.
A Comrade How Are You, Young Lady ?
Avalon tapped his pen gently whilst listening to her , thinking ."He complained,almost sobbing.His head hid in my chest. He hugged me like a child who was afraid of being left by his mother, then he spoke between sobs full of self-remorse"Oh God, he sighed. ..".You are too gentle ..l am ashamed ..why am l like this?'' I stroked his head ,trying to calm the surge of anger inside him that soared like sparks in the black sky .ln the car he was driving and silent..and his face was serious and misty. I didn't bother him either.I understand what he feels.He was desperate, almost helpless." I was whiny last time, aren't l ?" He asked me at another day .I pitied him , worrying if the repeated condition consequently made him in total despair .He isn't like any other men ..."Avalon lifted his head when finally she asked hoarsely , "Will he find what he's been seeking and forgotten , doc ? " "Sincerely ,it needs time relatively .Anyway , l can say that you are amazing , able to be patie
A Comrade Not Bad ...
Rayland and Nefariz were figuring out the number of audience for the kid ' s theatre.More than 3 hundreds seats ...Not bad ... A boy in shiny cap and white casual t _shirt appeared first as a poor peasant .He lifted his voice .." Is it possible for poor people like me, who have no home and no guarantee of a future, to have a greater chance of having good and decent living facilities in heaven?I'll ask an angel or a genie, whoever willing to answer.Another inquiry is ..Will single people who always fail to unite with their loved ones to have a marriage partner or sincere lover in the world and dream of having beautiful or handsome can have one there as God 'd gift after the impoverishment trial here so He give one there? Ya ,in afterlife .. Well sure heaven for good people..and for the poor in priority,no ? Whatever ,the good thing is ,l know a hidden place in the middle of a small forest that is safe and peaceful, where I can meditate there and it is possible to meet heavenly b
A Comrade Ha !
Nefariz was a great storyteller.She could do the mimicry and changing voices that was so likeable to kids she cared at the youth club. Nefariz made the same name as the kid whom she told a story .. " Zaria! Zaria ! Come here ! Dear ,do you hear me ? " Calling her for third time ,but Wilan pretended not to hear the call . Instead,she sat on her bed in silence. She looked at the leaking mirror and saw herself in gloom and tears .A few days ago aunt Yamuna gave a cute elephant toy to Zora her younger sister while she gave nothing to her .For her it's quite an aching heart . She "loved Zora . Not me "Zaria thought sadly."Zaria ! " That's mom ' voice.Was she a rascal ? She still lazy to come but it's risky,as mom will be angry if she kept on ignoring the call.Zaria found them sitting around the dining table. She took a seat next to her mom. Aunt Yamuna put some slices of meat on her plate.She still silent when mom told her that auntie cooked specially for them that day .Lazily Zaria
A Comrade The Speech
His eyes were fixed on a tree for a long time then he thought for a moment and decided to approach the swing and then sat there ... his eyes kept looking at the hills that seemed to support the sky.There is a strange life there. he listened to the surrounding carefully but didn't hear anything, apart from the whispering wind sending cool air, a red fire-tailed bird perched on a branch.Someone is talking to another one who is standing indifferently. "You ,don't go now, I saved something for you. what to say, God is more powerful ''Three years ago he was still here.He thought that arranging words and feelings is like planting seeds, buried them first in the ground before cute shoots appear. His eyes light up seeing that natural development. One day they will become tall cypress ,rubber tree and teak tree.Time went by till he went there to bring the deaf loneliness who was erased by the heavenly song that he wanted to hear one more time there .Bowing down by that song , this i
A Comrade Sure Yes..
Hammond was not active at the youth club for a few months as he worked for a tourism magazine and even if his boss needed him again to work for more years he would not come back there as he just committed for a couple of months.He loved working at the social service and promised to come back there .And he did .He was the one who rejected his female boss calls and asked Lobelia to tell her he quit .The female boss stopped call him but not going up, she still stubbornly insisted , " If he changes his mind , let me know...the job is still open for him" Lobelia and Max were whistling as Hammond shook his head over and over again.." What's going on with her ? his boss wants him again to post the job ..so much ...did she ..sort of like you more than just ....? ?"He told them in mimicry , the first time he fulfilled her summon ," Hammond? Can you come to my office please ? "" O o....she just welcoming him , without saying anything about his qualifications , she just confided his last
A Comrade l Miss Dad
The youth club lifted a topic of how a person grow up in a household,related to the role of both parents. A young man in grey shiny suit performed his exposure."Human are human ,you see . I ' d like to share with you what l think about being great . It's about being humble ." I don't know how to say it without offending other feelings but indeed people are , generally speaking,rarely who are unegotistical . In many relationship, one party first step is , how to take advantage of others .Secondly ,attracted another party attention then acted as if serving themselves as attention giver , after that telling what they want.Thirdly,bad intention to fulfill or unfulfilled their promises .After some time,then all revealed ..when the mask was uncovered by time and process ...here they come the liars ,promise breakers and cheaters ..that is all ! I don't intent to recall the past ..he used to be the one who dwelt the deepest sweet memories but not now .My dad . None can love me as genuin
A Comrade No Wonder !
I don't believe if someone can own a typical style without learning from someone else previously . If you adore a calm attitude, you might have put famous figures on the wall of the bedroom.Model , actors,thinkers or others .Or you just memorize them at the back of your head _but you gonna become a lousy imitator if you only follow or copying the physical style.What is good to be learned is the spirit of the calmness. Anything that enable you to control yourself and situation . That is the pure source of confidence.That' s what I believe.But if you see Ash ,you will be bewildered and couldn't avoid your consideration that he is a person from the Moon. He , l tell you what ,has his own personal style.Which none own .Reading lots of books and abundance of goodwill _l feel that's the main source. In other words,the blending qualities flow kinda warmth within that make you feel happy to be around him.Look at how he works among the laborers _ then he he walks backwards a few ste