A FOOL! WHEN ARE WE GONNA MEET?

Pass Time

Time has passed...

People say that time goes very fast if we always feel happiness, but why is it different from me? Every time I feel bored or bored, then the time passes quickly. But when I feel happy or happy time passes very slowly. Is it possible because I'm not really happy, that's why time is slow?

I don't know, however, when I walk I don't bother anymore, because every step I take in this life I never regret it one bit. I am tired of having to scream in endless solitude, I am happy with my life right now, this is what I believe I always am up to the second that I breathe.

The campus world has long been a memory in my life, because now I have become a career woman in a company that is quite famous in the capital Jakarta. In this company I try to make myself more disciplined in everything I am currently running. In the capital I bought a haunted apartment in installments, because it is likely that I will live and live long in the capital, during the search for experience.

After graduating from college I asked my parents for permission to go to the capital, which of course was initially strictly prohibited. But because I, who was said to be this stupid, applied for a job at one of the companies in the capital and thankfully accepted. My decision really made me completely free from the reach of my family's eyes, this is what made me throw away all the grudges of the dark past.

In this city I decided to break the parental ban on dating, after a year in the capital I decided to date. His name is Ainsley Pradana, a jobless worker who he says is also in an overseas period. His character is firm and somewhat indifferent, according to my criteria, although he has great respect for our relationship and has always looked after me while in this city. I was still hesitant to accept his proposal, because of the religious differences that made me always worried about everything.

But in recent months, he said he had become interested in Islam, and asked a lot about everything related to Islam. I was happy to find his interest in Islam, although I had no hope that he would become a mua'alaf someday. I live in this overseas city for almost three years, so my relationship with Ain has been established for over a year.

I don't feel like I'm 25 years old now, I'm this old, but I still can't find and make myself understand what love is. All three of my brothers were married, even my first brother talked about marriage, but I was not afraid of him. I graduated from college at the age of 22, faster than everyone expected, but I had expected that I would graduate at that age.

Regarding the apartment I bought with this installment, a year ago it paid off. So now the main focus in pay this past few months, yes for the cost of my parents' hajj. But I kept it a secret from the rest of the family in order to be a surprise someday. Now I'm sitting in front of a computer recording all the expenses and income I received last month. Outside of being pampered drizzle how it is, making my mind more relaxed than usual.

"Haaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh... I miss my village!!" My forehead took off the stuffy

For almost three years in the capital, I only returned three times a year, just to tell him that I was still breathing and living here. Although online relationships through cellphone have never broken up with families in Kalimantan, but still feel there is less with the togetherness.

"Ting.." a chat message came in

"Who's this?" I asked myself because the message was from an unknown number

I ignored the chat messages, because I was lazy to respond to chat from people not clear, but maybe it was from my acquaintances in the past. When I decided to go wandering, all the contacts on my phone I never called again, because the phone now belongs to my sister, I have long changed a new phone. In my phone now there are only dozens of numbers, most importantly the number of family members, people who sometimes support and lawyers underestimate my dreams.

The wall clock in the front room chimed four times, indicating that it was now 4 p.m. Now that I'm in a hitch, if there's no obstruction maybe it's been an hour ago I've been sitting on a prayer mat while chanting a holy verse. This haunted apartment, for me, is not as expensive as college time first, because once every two weeks there are only residents of this apartment who hold thanksgiving, or just a small celebration.

"Tokk..tokk..tokk" heard the front door on the type, but there was a bell.

"Surprise... Wasn't surprised?" Said the person who knocked on the door with a smile-like face forced

"Hahaha.. there are times when people ngagetin put on that flat face!!" My laughter broke hearing his question

"I smile!." said Ain showing a row of his teeth white and neatly arranged

"Hahaha..you don't make me any more ngak deh.." I said while pinching his cheek which this time smiled sincerely.

"What are you doing?" Ask Ain while handing over a medium-sized chocolate bar

"Thank you.. Just relax!" My heart with a carefree face received his gift

"Will you be busy tonight?... I want to make sure you can get out?" He said that I immediately nodded with a carefree nod

"What time?... But this time it really is!!" I said feed him a little chocolate that I ate earlier

"This time is real!! I won't cheat you again!!" She said and stroked my headscarf gently which of course made me smile gleefully

"Promise yes! I wait until 8 o'clock if it doesn't come.Look at it later." I said with a sharp look at him.

"Judah if I go to work first!!" He said and lifted two empty gallons

"OK... You don't let the soybean work!!!" I said firmly before he entered the elevator

"OK baby." he said and made me feel a little amused by his call.

After the elevator doors closed, I immediately returned to the room to prepare the clothes for later tonight. Although we look like a romantic couple, but actually I don't love him in the least, I don't know how he feels.

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