Black Pen

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This story is too dark to tell, I remember very well how I lived my happy days with Akbar the man I currently call my ex, then it was not long before fate stopped us from loving each other, burying the dream of a beautiful future and now my body has completely changed its own, Doni?

Now I have learned much from him, how to cherish those I love, to be faithful to one heart and patient. Right, one thing that made me think that I should try to love him was his patience, patient man is a rare species that is almost extinct for now, yes that is in my view anyway.

When I started falling in love with her nature. How could? one thing I believe is that we will eventually coexist with someone because of his nature, not his possessions or good looks.

Unfortunately Doni is just an ordinary man who does not escape from his shortcomings and limitations, he is a little lazy and a superior liar, even though I feel sure he loves me very much, he said, though sometimes his flaws make me stop for a moment to love him.

I've gotten used to Doni, I was wrong to rely on him too much, and I think that's normal.

Until I got to a time where I was really careless and wanted to quit this bad situation, my life was too free to torture me slowly.

Many times I asked Doni to marry me, unfortunately many times he also refused my request, so silence is my way of angry about the circumstances and uncertainties he gave.

He often lies even for very small things, and I have fallen into his trap, even unable to escape. I'm caught between regret and crying . I am so sorry to choose him as the person I consider special in my life.

And not only that, lately he's been very good at making me jealous, close to someone I call friends, yes I know maybe I'm too much for this, but it's obviously painful for me.

Since 6 months of our closeness, I invited him to visit my mother's house, introduce him to my family, and ask him to establish a more serious relationship with me.

And right, this is the second time I've brought a man into my house, which means I've really loved Doni, even though sometimes Akbar's shadow fills my head, at least Doni was there when I needed someone to be a good listener for me.

Mama looks doubtful about the figure of Doni, I'm sure she has a strong feeling as a mother of her child. Many times I tried to convince both my parents that Doni was a great man I wanted to marry, I wanted to live with him, grow old together and have perfect children.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried to convince my mother. He remained in his stance, his doubts were very great towards the figure of Doni, he even intended to match me with his choice.