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A Comrade Fearless
I also keep the power. Eyes .You just need to be true and see what people say to you is important like what is going on that time.That day l just about to knock his workroom door ,but l cancelled it and brought back the pile of papers in my hand wrapped in a thin wood sheet . I fetched it towards the library but on the way l bumped on someone.And when l gazed _ eventually it's Ash .Yes l must looked at him carefully as that time he didn't tuck a cigar in his corner of his mouth.A slightly blushing , "Ah , sorry " He was just smiled and looked at my file for a moment , furrowed his thick and firm brows .I thought he needed a bit explanation.He knew it ,so l got no reason to avoid.He knew that l cancelled to meet him at the hour .With his eyes and gesture of his hand he pleased me to come into his workroom.He was walking a bit behind me and controlling his steps not to step on my feet..that's because once it happened.Sure l could not walk as fast as he did ,well a journalist indeed
A Comrade The Mastermind
"Beautiful. Wow very ..Beautiful !"Clapping hands sounded almost endless.They loved the words and the slow dance which changed to mute ,dim light , then gradual music instruments that came from flute and oboe.Voices of children, elderly ones and youthful spirit that conveying waves of emotion ." I got bored with heart and day ""I don't even have both of them"" Are you dead ?""More than death and boredom"" I don't need hearing complaints "" You want to be listened! Sure that's but let me tell you .. you won't get it ! "" Why " ?"I don't know, but everyone kills my soul everything drop me dead " " I got the same " " Cause your body never work , your heart never touched, your spirit never improved , all motionless "" Isn't it life mute too?"" They work albeit the soul is silent "" They hold on to the damaging arena ...are they strong ?"Hands are symbol of accepting, greeting and commanding...so the movement meant gaining an approval.The stage was still theirs .Alvano
A Comrade An Ex
Gazing with a slight smile, that's everything about being fascinated. However, she deliberately didn't avoid the direct eye contact, fully aware of the rumor that his delicate look and smile made women unable to look back .She won't break the boundaries of respect but she needed it for her self power sake . Doing something everyone never did was really good and it's not her first try .The fact that he would spend more hours together than being with most of them filled her with a feeling of joviality. If someone had been envied her this since months ago, she would have marked it as an unforgettable personal self satisfaction.She admired him for never giving in to forestry issues, when there was again illegal logging case and his report had not been responded by the local official government.Some of the local dwellers around and the youth club showed as uncompromising conservation activists under his command .Will they called her as someone who bewitched him because she chat
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