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Faisal Adrita's love relationship was going on for two years in a year. I said that because of their innocent love, it is going to end today. Adrita is thinking about this and is looking at the mirror in one of the eyes. In the meantime, the vibration of the mobile phone rises, Faisal phone. The phone said from the other side,

- \ - \ hello, dead bird (Faisal loves to call her autumn birds)

- \ - \ John the father of Qi (Adrita Faisal calls her father as a queue)

- \ - Will you come to meet in the afternoon?

- \ - Yes, the father of the queue, I'll come.

- \ - \ The university's bacul tree will be under the tree, but

- \ - \ N'll be okay. Do not let me, but I can not stay for more than an hour.

- \ - \ ...............

- \ - \ What are you talking about?

- \ - The dead bird, I'll be in the right place. I'm keeping it now, huh ??

- \ - Listen, ,,,,

- \ - Say yes

- \ - Do not stay.

Aditya kept the phone. And at the same time, Faisal was feeling the pain of Cincinnati on the left side of the chest. He knew that after keeping the phone, crazy squeezing. After thinking about this, Faisal went back a year ago. He has just admitted the university. The guitar is called Bandhu Bindhu. He did not do that. Raz finished his class and went down to the bakul tree and started tung banging with the guitar. He knows how to play well. Aditya noticed a few days after going to her house. One day she sat down beside herself. Faisal was a little disappointed in the day. Before that she never came in contact with women, because she is a village boy. There is no reason for such a gathering of children in village like village.