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Zepp The ..Half Moon
" The first coffee cup was just good but it didn't fresh up my mind as usual. " Get another hot drink .." " I don't think it will work .. there's something hinder inside that can't be dissapeared by anything simple now " The fan was still cooling the room .People seemed all gone ,even there was still a few people in the room.Hell no ! Look at the chirping bird around the trees and glittering drops of water that watering all the plants little garden ...maybe it can heal the unmoveable hints ..Get up , feel the difference..Don't be too hard on yourself..If time can be saved ,in what place you will keep it ? A jar A jug A wooden pipe Bamboo Rusty tin ..What ashamed, time only have one place inside your own..Why human want to have a little piece of the past and another good time in the present and tomorrow,if it still come ? A warm feeling when you're not alone ..None of them unscarred to being left and alone at the time you want to be with someone.Why stories repeated
Zepp Zepp
Zepp drives his new car slowly."Move"! he heard the screams of the police. He was shocked. What did he do wrong?He turned his head, it was not at him but at the other rider. He breathed a sigh of relief.So he drove with more speed that moment.Before Zepp blinked his eyes, the incident passed quickly long moments before he realized and was able to understand what he was seeing through the rearview mirror. It was clear that one policewoman officer and three male police officers got the man into the police car after putting the handcupp on his wrists . Who is that man? Zepp shuddered before accelerating his car towards the rest area.He stopped his car in front of a nice cafe .He is a regular customer at the cafe as he knew the owner.Meridian or Merida.He calls her by her nickname ,Mer.Some guys having their cups of hot drinks with cigarettes.A bit smoky then.Zepp picked a small table and waiting for a waiter to come .A few people were watching tv available there .A cartoon was
Zepp Nerida
Nerida looked around .The place looked like an old forgotten parapet.A lawn with bushy area here and there therefore it might not be navigable.She didn't understand why Zepp chose such site .She thought he would take her to nice public park or having ice cream in a city center.The talk on the way in the car made her sank in a comfortable vibes so that she didn't know where Zepp car heading to .A sudden feeling of creepy come in...what if Zepp...who had ever lived in jail ...got an indecorous plan on her ? That living in jail for a couple of years made him ...His request to ask her out at the working hours was caused by a mutual need to meet and talk after quite long time no see each other. The place was really heart rending. Zepp looked at her for a while. He opened the car door and told her to wait for a moment. With her kind of observant look,she just nodded. It took about half an hour for Nerida to stay in the car but it felt like many hours has passed.Where was Zepp walking
Zepp Bast
He shuddered and suddenly got so scared. Or maybe Zepp helped him.. maybe the dog had just fought with a snake or a other fierce big dog... don't know. He tried to erase those thoughts and walked around looking for a small saw. But he couldn't find one. Zepp opened the window more widely .He took a long deep breath and closed his eyes for some moments before opening them again slowly.He was watching those leaves hanging on the branches beautifying the trees at their standstill brown earth .Some dry twigs scattered under them and he fancied those invisible deep roots which terminate the life and death of the visible spectrum. When the time come they gonna be yellowish then falling to the ground. Are they sad when separating to the place they rooted ? Maybe..as while they swinging on air It looks like endless muteness. Maybe a falling leave wish to come back to it But it seems a dream..nice dream or nightmare. Dear Lord..life is such a beauty in pain and joy. Zepp remembered
Zepp The Prisoner
Pondering silently about life started from the civilizationwhen people made roofs and houses,then cooked their food. Do you think it was easier centuries ago? No ?Wait ,before telephone, electricity,fast transportation, people communicated by doing long distance journey to carry out news ..telegraph was faster than letters ..were invented ...farming tools... things all done by cows , buffalos, horses,.woman milking the cows..keeping all their things in the barn..ones can fancy that kind of life on cowboy moviesBut till now there is always villages who still untouched by modern life where cars , factories , universities available and people bring about such hectic life .Well ones can conclude that life had always never been easy .It's a challenge to survive in various way.Since evil born and will be always grow.What is feminism anyway . Nowadays women work at offices or doing enterprisers,did women long ago did it , before the term of feminism term mentioned? Women at that time
Zepp The Commotion
" All they wanted was nothing more than to enslave everyone in order to be a small group of elites who can continuously command the people, arrange everyone to remain submissive and obedient to them ", said Zepp. He spoke to Petro, the dog with the body wounds that have not healed yet. Petro sat with its loyal and sad look, as if he understood what the man was telling it. Zepp rubbed it just before he got up, took some canned meat for him. He would be out in an hour to take Petro to the vet. He wanted the dog to be healthy and fat. When he ate the can of meat, Zepp was sad because Petro only ate a little. "You eat very little. Your appetite is bad." He said, then put a little container filled with drinking water for him. He still wanted to talk to Petro. Sipping his coffee, he walked out of the courtyard followed by Petro. How quiet the courtyard was, as lonely as the house itself. He looked around. The rusty old fence still kept last night's raindrops. Bast just fixed his bed
Zepp The Cousins
That's all .Then he would leave . Maybe he wanted to show that even Brad has one level up of the position,he got right to be a bit disobedient and a bit disrespectful. It's a heyday for both of them ,Brad remembered their childhood when he and Hex gather on the boy group at the same age .Brad looked around the room which suddenly seemed sallow and marshy . That's the site he liked to be a playground with the boy group.So he tried to disjoint the quarrel as his own composure to make a decision. Quarrels are parts of Children days and it will be sweet memories when ones grow up and entering the adult age.Having coffee in relax moment and watching kids playing will easily remind anyone then automatically the talk could be about the past memories of their own childhood. For the first time in his life ,it comes to his mind to do it . None would ever care what he did and where he was. So he moved out of the house. Reaching outside, he rakish...as the boy asked them to play together.He
Zepp The Old House
"Are u interested in staying here while l am away ?" asked Zepp. Nerida likes places with all that mysterious touch, he knew it well. She didn't answer straight away. In stead ,she looked at the high white clouds above the old house. It's lie a beautiful fiction of a well written nature mixed up in such historical vibes. Shyly she touched a part of the rusty gate . " Maybe I need to see inside first " . She said finally,which responded by a movement in soundless steps.He took her hand to guide her in. At first she saw Petro that barked at her but Zepp gesture it not to. She patted that pet before looking around the rooms. "What do you think? "He said,then went on, "Well, don't be shy as this is your opportunity to explore your curiosity on what's happening here long ago ..". Nerida smiled thinly . Everyone intrigued by him and this house but none actually care . Maybe she did care . She had a feeling of inferiority complex ,that's for sure ..why ?A realization that