DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)

DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)
dkas 56



DKAS #56


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The shadow of the days I spent with the baby came back.


With keihklasnya drop my thumb the private tutoring place and invite me to eat afterwards.


Cerebat will tell me to eat and give me some vitamins to maintain my endurance.


He taught me and taught me something I did not understand..


Teach me English more than my private place..


With always messing around.


Accompanying me for the scholarship exam I ran.


Incline me when the revelation did not graduate in one of the universities on the island of Java that I dreamed.


I often fall asleep at my living room table..


he remained faithful to accompany me at home and left after my aunt or uncle returned.


"Where have I been all this time..


Why am I blind to the pearls in front of me??.


Why am I still looking for the glitter of glass?"Thought...


"No. I love one.and that is forever "my inner self


In dikes


My mind and mind are raging..


And I fell asleep too.


Tuuu...


My phone on my dresser rang..


I sat down and reached out to my position..


There's no where just the no is listed there.


With a frown pressed "yes" on my phone screen.


"Hallo" said I put the phone on my right ear.


"Hallo" he answered, sounding like a woman's voice.


"Yes.hallo" I replied again


"Loe.holy?" The question sounds haughty


"Yes right" I replied flatly


"Oh..as this is the voice of a woman who is willing to sacrifice to be fatal?!" Tanyya still sounds very haughty


"I'm sorry.what do you mean?" I asked bungentung


"Women who have no right to return, women who are egoois.you do not deserve to be loved" is not an answer even chattering that makes me a little blood.


"Eh.mbak..i don't understand what you mean.maybe you're wrong number.check again there" said I plan to turn off the connection. But my intention stopped when the chatter was still heard and I brought my phone back to my phone.


"Actually who are you?" I'm shriveled


"Who?. I'm nobody?" Answer


"Hmm..shall I remind you?. Do you remember that white guitar you like?" The question made my tears rain down my cheeks even more


"You don't remember?.You don't want to?" His face was accompanied by his cries


I just quietly held my stuff with my hands in my mouth


"Why silence.he was willing to take his life off his body just for that" he snapped again still with a cry.


"He wants to give you something for your graduation..


Do you remember that white guitar?..


if he buys it at the profit of his mobile store..


You must have said it was still his family's money.


And make sure you reject it.


Until then..


This was the only instant way he had on his mind.


Untyk made money from his own hands" the story goes soft even in tears


"I'm sorry, forgive me" said I, who couldn't hold back my tears


"That guitar.he wants you to carry your guitar wherever you go. That's his dream" said the woman across the street.


And turn off the phone without saying goodbye or greeting.


I can only strip away


The reality that happened.


"Is this the answer to your two-day absence?.Is this the project you were referring to??


All for me??


You fools do all that..


What's your reply?..


Just my fake love!"


I was banging my chest that felt so tight..


"I'm the woman who's guilty of all this...


I am the guilty one..


I'm stupid.I'm selfish.I'm a liar, I don't have a heart" I muttered and.


Pulling at my hair tried to remove the irritation on my chest..


I also began to sit in front of the glass of my dresser..


Looked at my face


And the eyes are swollen because they rise from night.


"alright..


You close your life with your love sacrifice..


Then I close my heart with your love...."


My speech