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Zepp A Scethcs
The train whistle screamed and started to move. Alsava leaned her shoulders against the second-class model seat and tried to sleep when the train almost reached the 15 th station.Its such a long trip.There were 9 more stations to go before arriving at her destination.But she could not close her eyes.She felt the same yesterday weight on her back ,like a wounded bird drooping its head on the ground when she looked outside through the window train where those trees seemed as if they were running along the and so did the poles of the telephone wires all moving .Ach , the dusk was nearly came, the train was about to stop discharging those passengers and brought some more from station to the next ones before arriving at the last one .Her body was a bit shaking forward when the train really stopped.Oh , finally arrived. She heard herself talking inside " we get on here .Why silent? Do you have heart to see me carrying two briefcases ,walking alone,noneto talk with? Then why l still
Zepp Hibiscus
Hardy had not slept even for one second after the odd dream .He believed in dreams and used to love to interpret the meaning himself especially when it's profitable but this time he didn't want to remember as there's something terrible to explore .The pain was getting more and more excruciating until he couldn't stand up so he crawled but suddenly everything went black till he could not see anything..was the light off?There was no mumbling or shouting as an upset expression in the unison around the neighbors which usually happened if the electricity went out.Hardy rubbed his eyes and scare if he suddenly became blind .A few minutes passed.His heart was beating fast , wondering what happened to him? Was he ill badly?There was knock on the door .Who the hell someone visited his house?He will not open it .What if the person broke down the door forcefully ,the thief ,robber the criminal ... would he fight back and could he ? his feet were stiffly glued to the floor and feet fel
Zepp The Vulture
"In every form of cooperations and businesses, there are always people who abuse trust.Betrayal might be occurred since Adam ." I have been waiting for the time to start working.I was thrilled by the new things"" Yes .l can feel that . Prediction, hopes ,fear are in a package of everyone' s tomorrow " Mr Trapp looked at the elderly woman who had not willing to retired yet." What did you teach your son about all that?" " Teaching things to our own children is like throwing a huge heavy stone nearby Arizona waterfall .. hahaha ....sometimes he seems too soft to be in business""What do you mean too soft ? Being a playboy..is it included ?"" Nah ..." He shook his head .His attention turned to the trucks conveying sacks of sand, cement and stone.There were next load of bricks , roof tile, plywood.He remembered that day Girraldy had to handle all the matter to build a new project just a few hundred meters from where he sat chatting with his favorite friend._________Hardy felt that h
Zepp The Siren
Management of Business Art is one of the knowledge of numbers and logic .It's been booming many years ago in America then scattered to Europe,Asia , then everywhere. Harvard opened this department asEconomy subject lengthening.German is one of the greatest producer of the human resource from this field.The scholarship always be offered to their best students then they would get good post at instances relevant.Hardy Fischer was one of the best graduate. ..how could he not be so proud to be the person who beat 1000 competitors for the IT and management communication major, young, smart and brave.Radar Transfer Technic System,his dissertation was entitled 'Integrated Monitoring of Communication Electronic Radar'In the country of Westhauff he lived for a few years.His parents still supported him financially.Abundant money, hereditarily as heritage of nobility where he was born. Academic achievements for the comfort and honor of life. in that country he was increasingly mastering the
Zepp Cain Merck
Any meeting ,tour,visits ,feast Hex and Axel ran always had one secretive aim , which was how to get source of information about the real background of Zepp 's parents mother and father.lf only they could find something wrong with them .. insanity or unclear birth certificate...it could be approached as a written evidence for a civil law submission court....so that they could get ...well , that's always be their goal to get part of the inheritance as cousins."There are condition to be done, each one has responsibility for one thing .""Even what just has happened on the road had been handled by the police ...but none can not only see and leave , right? " All of them has their own way to retell what they saw ..a truck collision, a few people bleeding , screaming,messy cars ..but to the law eyes society is something to be seen as incompetent source as everything must be proven as truth..if there are some more evidence completion ""'Mmh ..yeah ,that is what differ human and anima
Zepp Torch To Be Lighted
Late in the evening June breeze crackled in the trees Coldness pierced brow of the silent moonlit nightYou have gone with my love full of aweLove is dead if you let me turn it on again for someone you cried and laughed with And if you nodded ,did l agree ..?Cold June with the white moon alone in the free huge sky The tin roof occasionally crackled and nocturnal animals go sleepingWhat dream you have now dear ,is it bad ?Long dream in the grave ..if only l can hug your shaking , sweating body ..or Is it beautiful dream ? Ask the angels if you could sleep soundly for a while and wait for me.. For the one who had gone awayThey kept on the buzzing chat on the old note ."Because love is all about possesing ,giving and demanding as well ..all concerning ego to ego..many fail to love and being loved fully...""Well then ..'Histoire repetez''"History repeated ..hey ..there some more here behind the paper " "Y
Zepp Gemstone
"I don't need to own homes myself,"Aragon cleaned the table with the yesterday dirty cups and plates ,and replaced them with the new clean ones .Starry did not offer to help as he preferred to do it quickly by himself.Dream passed by without deep question of what might mean of message in it . He dreamed of meeting with some old teenage friends..Hex ,Axel , Fallady, Erlangga, Zepp..Our friends resembled to the blowing wind that come and go without traces ,or like the water puddle, absorbed into the ground to dry later .All forgotten,only sometimes a few of them come out from somewhere in the back of minds .But Starry, while sipping the latte he brought for her ,"Old friends exist in our mind as nasty or nice faces but when you meet them long years after ,All of the memories changed at different forms like seed turn to be plants ..growing mature ..still have the features of course."" We are the result of imperfect management of our choices ..when we were kids ,bullying and mocking
Zepp The Web Spider
The thickness dirt on the dusty brown reddish stairs was blown slowly by the crackled wind outside and penetrated the wall ventilation.The spider webs was swinging the owners which were knitting their homes . A sharp-edged piece of wood jutted between them.The chap put his tired head on his hands .He sat on the logwood .The stairs shaped a number and it was 7 .But there wasn't any room above.lt was stopped at the wall corner.He lifted his head for a while and then returned to the first position. He glanced at it with an empty look .Then he looked down at the floor indifferently .Many things hadn't been accomplished when the death came to him. Does time move ? He wanted to talk to someone,or some people, but where are they? He just couldn't go out .He wasn't even sure if he had energy, was it necessary to get out and was he able to do it.But he didn't care.Regression was beyond everything. He was contemplating himself and it was empty outside . At some moments he heard someone