CROWN LADY

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The day always changes with the turnaround of time that will not stop unless the battery runs out 🤭.

Life must go on even though it is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand, it is not difficult how when to step forward also must treat the wounds that have been scratched imprint in the heart, all depends on yourself with bismillah definitely can.

This morning again struggling with the true story of dividing the time for my children and my work, although the weight of rearranging all the flavors and wounds in fact almost six months passed with the new logo of the widow instead of flowers.

Not much has changed for my new mother, who is none other than my first love mother who carried wounds until I was stranded many times, it's really sad but this is the bitter sweet reality of my life. Maybe it can be shown in this story.

so long the days without you it is not easy nor is it too difficult, which is difficult to forget the painful..... my daydream is ready when there is a knock on the door sign that someone wants to meet

Entering my door, there is a figure of my kejikn gave an explanation there will be a guest figure of business partners or prospective partners, let in and sighed slowly releasing all the shackles of dark times as well as memories

Saying greetings and preaching a touch of time for a goal of success for the future of my little one who is increasingly becoming an independent figure is also adorable in their young age.

Thank God everything went as expected until close to evening I decided to go home first to a shopping center having the needs of the little one as well as some of my monthly needs.

Really this is the reality when the desire is not in line with the reality in front of the eyes of the cafe which was originally rather quiet now began to berjubel with many couples come maybe just as exhausted maybe other things.

While my eyes were locked and silva seemed suddenly full of me swallows it quickly, the figure again looks real in front of me the same roof is indeed a disaster or thirst that is cured, he said, the lock of my eyes was now re-opened as another hand of the figure swept away so fondly as if the other pair were being sidelined by them, my smile is engraved even though bitter is not on him or anyone more precisely for me who is still locked by my mass, namely with the father of the twins.

My gaze will not turn away is not actually challenging reality but convincing heart this is the most bitter thing and must be released immediately without waiting for my heart to be numb to a taste full of hurt and sorrow when not trusted as well time to explain something that is not like a picture.

Reverie shadow massalalu also reality alternately to slice back incisions in the heart, until the sound of llain disperse all

Excuse me, repeatedly because I heard faint more than twice the word was heard and again continued with the follow-up word can I come sit here ? a question contains a certainty to be answered immediately.

what ? leaning in front of me can not be used as a shield just let not alone? cook yes in droves,.....