Black Room

Fly

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. 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 finally choose to subside and forgive on the grounds of love.

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. Moreover, love in the youth who never really want to settle down. But it never hurts to live with hope.

Mutia is the imagination of dreams and love. 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 bb is being dichas and I'm not bringing legislation. But mutia reluctantly accepted all my excuses.

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

"Do you think that I don't love you 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?"

"No" I replied.

"I'm seriously dikan"

"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 agree that mutia's "Two figures are a way of destiny to bring us together. If you really fuck me. I want us to marry in two months, two months, two thousand two-two" Hope mutia. And I no longer have logic when I want that hope to be real.

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Ahahaha I don't think it's episode 43. The more confused the day to string the story. It is also difficult to make a story into a novel. Don't know if the story is good or not. Hey who stopped by and read the story in the black room. Leave a trail of comments and votes. Thank you for reading my book.