Black Room

Flying with hope

With love. You took me flying high and far away to see the future.

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Love is an emotion that sometimes makes us feel down and up. No one can know that love will end in happiness or sadness. I grew up with pain. The problem that ends with percerain becomes the picture that love can also end miserably. Therefore, I was never far away in wishing for love. When the love I love can come and go.

It's been almost two months of my relationship with mutia. The problems that come with the debate can be resolved well. Mutia incarnated as an angel who became a shadow within myself. Trivia can be a big problem that does not meet the end if the ego increases. But ultimately choose to forgive mistakes for the sake of the continuity of the relationship.

I never believed in the imaginations that were born when I fell in love. Hanging hope in humans is at risk of suicide. Humans cannot be trusted completely. Like a father who betrayed his own faith. Or like the corruptors who take the oath of their own country. Especially love in youth that can never be proven. But it never hurts to live with hope.

I always hoped my family would not be like my family today. I will make your mistakes a lesson for the future. Even though I am far from being good. But I will try to leave my dark side after marriage. After marriage, the responsibility as a real man begins.

And mutia becomes the imagination of dreams and love in the future. He is the angel who gives breath in every second of breath. Mutia was the soulmate I had been wanting to find all along. His presence was like a ray that gave me a lot of hope and love. And from this night chat created a dream in the future. Mutia stringing words with the number two was a fateful way to bring us together and unite us.

"Aren't you, baby, not the same as me?" Mutia asked while I was still trying to persuade her.

"Duhh. Tiaa" Granted. Mutia should not blame my fault for giving her the news. Earlier, after returning home accompanying the mother of the ordinance, there were thirty unanswered calls and countless bbm messages from mutia. And my Blackberry is being chained and I'm not bringing in the legislation. But mutia reluctantly accepted all my excuses.

"Dikan's. I'm not angry "Smooth from across "I'm serious"

"Do you think that way just because I'm late?"

"No. Yes, I had thought you did not love because it deliberately disappeared"

"I didn't disappear tia. My HP dichas" Obviously again.

"Yes. Ja. I asked you, don't I love you?"

"I'm seriously dikan"

"I'm also serious mutia"

"Do you love me?" Ask mutia again

"No" I said with a laugh.

"Stupid" said mutia laughing. I also let go of laughter.

"Did you remember we didn't have an anniversary date?" Ask mutia.

"Date two"

"Our age is also two years different"

"Yes yes, the number of letters in our names is also two letters different" I said amazed.

Yesterday the day after tomorrow, mutia shared my twitter status quizzing question tweet spekeer now.

"12" @raised @spekernow "How many letters are your long names?"

"14" @mutiahrynti @raised "12" @spekernow "how many letters are your long names?"

The number two is like a special number for our relationship. I am speaking of mutia. I also flew with the imagination strung together by mutia. Two is a special number in our relationship. Mutia set 22-2-2022 as our wedding day. Even though it's fantasy and wishful thinking. But I was happy with what Mutia was thinking.