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last gift for you part 2 (Broken heart story)

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After I finished looking at all the birthday greetings, new work is ready to wait that is to unite the collections of speech videos that are still separate but that I left aside first. Now look for the Teddy Bear doll as a birthday gift for Ica.

One very hot afternoon I was looking for Teddy Bear dolls in places that sell various dolls.

'Sir, is there a Teddy Bear?.' I asked while embarrassed.

'Cowok looking for a doll.' Answer the doll seller.

'Bu-bbnot for me mba dollya, this for my girlfriend mbak.' Answer me while stammering.

'There's no mba?' My task.

'There is, but I love this Dolphin doll.' Reply to the puppets while giving the Dolphin doll to my hand.

While looking suspiciously, I replied 'But this is for my girlfriend mbak and my boyfriend likes the same Panda doll or Teddy Bear.'

'So don't you want a Dolphin Doll?'. Tanya-mbak it convinced me.

'Enggakaaak mbak.'

'Yes it's Doraemon.'

'Teddy Bear - mbak.' Assertiveness

'Yes Teddy Bear.'

'You want what color Teddy Bear mas?'

'The brown.' Answer me

'Good white tau.' mbak-mbak tried to interfere with my belief.

'I want the chocolate mbak.' Reply loudly.

The doll seller's parents took the brown Teddy Bear doll at my request. Shortly afterwards the boys came up to me looking at me with astonished faces.

'Why then?' I asked with suspicious eyes.

'Cowok kok wearing a pink motorbike, keep buying him dolls again.' Reply to that while smiling at me.

I fell silent as I bowed my head as if I was being judged at the trial on a s*sexual orientation case with the theme Pink Motorized Male Mystery and Teddy Bear Doll.

Shamefully I said to the maids of 'Bu-bungkus mbak doll'ya'

'You want to use what ornaments is the card pack?'

'The flower picture and the color is pink aja mbak.'

'The flower? Pink??' Ask the boy with a surprised face.

'Yes mbak let it be good and unyu-unyu it.' My words convinced the servant.

After finishing buying a Teddy Bear doll that more precisely embarrasses yourself against s* orientation*ksualku in front of the doll seller because of the waitresses at the doll shop who were curious about the pink color and Teddy Bear doll bought by me, I immediately rushed home to rest.

'Please ya mbak.' My speech.

'Yes are both pink.'

I pulled my gas motor with embarrassment.

In the evening I tried to call Ica for kangen-angen like young people who are in a deep yearning.

'Tuuuttt's'

'Hallo.' Ica picked up the phone.

'Yes dear. What again?' My toot.

'Let's sit down.' Answer Ica at the end.

'Tomorrow no show?'. My toot.

'There's nothing. Why emang?' Ask Ica at the end there.

'It's nothing just a pangen to meet. Can I meet you?'.

'By.' Answer Ica.

'Yes, I'll see you tomorrow.' I said through a messy mobile phone stuck to my ear.

He was calling suddenly his phone was dead.

'Tuuut. Tut.'

I was surprised why Ica suddenly turned off the phone. However, after I saw again it turned out that the pulse on my phone had run out.

'Sorry, the pulse is up.' I told through a short message that there is still free to text.

I can't wait for tomorrow to see the results of all the plans I've prepared for Ica's birthday. Tomorrow is Ica's birthday, my 22nd birthday and Ica's 22nd birthday. I can't sleep, I'm afraid all those plans are failing, failing miserably. In my heart I said 'I have to be optimistic'. Optimism does not guarantee success. Optimism is just words to convince oneself. Optimism only makes us believe what we are going to do and optimism is just the words of Mario Teguh. Life is not as easy as Mario Teguh said.

People who are in love will give everything for their lovers so that the person we love can be happy even though we ourselves do not know whether he is really happy or happy because of force.

The next day on September 4, I met with Ica after finishing my teaching practice assignment at Wahidin High School in Cirebon City. Teddy Bear doll gift I have prepared and I keep it in a friend's house. I've saved a bunch of videos on my red notebook.

'We talked behind yuk.' My invitation.

'By.' Answer Ica.

'Honey to see this is my activity while teaching.' My speech.

'Where's meet?' Ask Ica.

'That's standing in the future, time doesn't seem to.' I replied while pointing to the notebook screen.

'Oh that's you. Abis different thin same student, his body is equally small.'

I looked down, I whispered softly 'Oh my God but my body is big like the movie character Action, Hulk but the skin is not green yaa.'

'Yes there's a video of my PPL friends.' My words divert the body-issue conversation.

Ica saw the video and in the middle of the video, Jreeng Jreeeng Jreeeng began playing birthday speeches for Ica that I had recorded for approximately one month.

I saw Ica, Ica fell silent. I said in my heart, this surprise failed Ica just fell silent. I unceasingly looked at Ica and soon I saw Ica shedding tears.

'Why are you crying?' My toot.

Ica was silent not answering my question.

'You don't like it?' Greet me.

Ica replied by looking at me 'I like it, thank you baby.'

I turned over and smiled and shouted in Iyyeeeee's heart.

'Oyes wait, I'll take something first.' I said to Ica.

'Take what?' Ica asked with a astonished face.

'Udah wait aja.' My answer.

I went in to pick up a pink gift with floral ornaments and a red ribbon surrounding the Teddy Bear.

'This is a gift on your 22nd birthday. Hopefully this gift is not the last gift from me for you.'

'Yes dear. Thanks yaa.' Answer Ica.

It was a hard day to forget and it was also a day that my anxiety would find an answer and it turned out Ica liked the answer with all the effort I had put in for her.

In the evening Ica photographed the gift that was still wrapped, Ica also took a picture with Teddy Bear contents of the gift from me and the photos Ica uploaded to facebook.

Finished the effort I've done for Ica as Ica's birthday present. I thank my friends who helped me with the filming of Ica's birthday video. But unfortunately the PPL activity is almost finished and the KKN program is ready to wait with new friends and even friends that I have never known and that means I have to go far with Ica again.

KKN started in late October and will be finished in late November, during which time I also know friends that I did not know before. I had to stay for a month with them and it felt like I was in jail because the same case with the name of the program but it meant something different. Yes KKN (Corruption, Collusion and Nepotism) instead (Real Work Lecture).

In the KKN program I feel Ica has changed, Ica has tek like a soft and patient cat again. Now Ica has become a mature cat and then become a tiger, savage, a little angry and can aja when angry tiger immediately gripped his captive and tore him and last ate him.

'You why, you've changed lately.' I looked out for the hp that was stuck in my ear.

'Nothing.' Answer the Ica at the end there briefly.

'You're mad at me?.'

'No.'

Said my friend, said girl said it's okay it means she's got nothing. I'm more curious about Ica's answer like that. However, I can't do anything. I just kept quiet and daydreamed a lot, thinking things I shouldn't think.

On November 29th, precisely on Friday night, Ica sent me a short message and I still remember that because I was not there pulse at that time so I could not reply to the message.

'I'm saturated. Lately I feel less confident with you, who are jealous, irritable as if I do not believe me. I think we're just here. You're a good person, you deserve someone better than me.'

Again I could only be silent, feeling this heartache. I don't know what my fault is that Ica has the heart broken, broken, not left. Turns out I realized, when our partner changed, he was like that actually he wanted to break up but didn't know what to give a reason. And when there is no more reason, the apling reason is often said: I am bored, bored, maybe we are not a match, you are too good for me.

Now complete already, this quiet will always come to me with the dark that I feel and empty that I receive to stay down the steep streets but I have to keep barjalan with drooping steps. In the drizzle that swept over me, the night breeze that touched me, I was further lulled by the black shadows.

I bring a line of words to Ica, about a dark longing, about a wasted love that sinks your name between tears and tears. Is there still your smile at the limit of my wait so far that is now more and more stammering.

After the completion of the KKN program I just found out that Ica has a new boyfriend as a substitute for me in her heart. The man was none other than the head of KKN in his group, maybe Ica had felt affection for his KKN chairman from before Ica decided me. Now I realize that when our partner changes, it is because he wants to break up but does not know what reason to break up and sometimes that reason does not make sense but we have to trust the reason given our partner who is soon will be our ex.

I met with Ica and Ica said 'Sorry I have made you hurt.'

'Yes I'm sorry I haven't made you happy.' My answer.

'I'm sorry so you don't hate me.' Ica Vocabulary.

'I forgive but that doesn't mean I forget that. Thank you for an unforgettable year.' Reply lirih.

I'm weak with beautiful carvings adoring love. An eternal wound, a wound that plagues my heart. You don't know that I'm disappointed in this story, I can't think of challenging love anymore now that my wits are gone and you're drowning me, drowning in endless solace with all your foul words, with all your false words makes this heart even more broken and dead. I fell silent lamenting the breath that remained, feeling a meaningless world again. And finally disappointed this always accompanied me.

Kinan gave the news because he had not seen each other for a long time. Through short messages, facebook, twitter we can communicate even though we never meet again after the PPL program.

'Ciyee is upset.' A message from Kinan over there.

'Although??? jemang.' Answer me at the corner.

And until now me and Kinan are still communicating well, yes just sharing a story let alone a typical Kinan alay every chat on the phone lebay but at least he who still wants to listen to my story. From happy, sad stories to absurd stories Kinan keeps listening.

In the end, people who fall in love must be prepared for heartbreak. As Khalil Gibran said: Pleasure is sorrow that opens its scars, laughter and tears come from the same source. The deeper the sadness scratches the wound into the soul, the more capable the soul is of harboring happiness. I don't believe Khalil Gibran's words, but at least in this solitude I can learn to understand more about this species of woman.

People who fall in love will be enveloped in happiness but it is only temporary and at the end of the story tears that speak. Now I realize what we need is to let go, sooner or later we have to be aware of letting go of our loved ones. A collection of birthday videos for Ica I present as the first and last gift for Ica. And Ica, just the past.

Finishes.

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