DRIZZLE IN THE EYES OF THE HEART

eps. 25 chapter9: choosing friends

Let me be like this.

may 11th, 2018

I worked as a writer, and published dozens of novels. And one of the novels I made was a drizzle-eyed novel that I took from my real life. Where I was injured for the second time by two men I loved.

I traveled the world looking for inspiration to write about, much I could learn from the world, and at the same time to treat a heart that had been injured a second time.

Fate brought me into that state, where until now I had not been able to accept another man after andra. I was afraid to fall in love again, I was afraid that all this would happen again, where I would feel pain for the third time.

It was enough for the two of them to leave a wound in my heart. They have completed my life with suffering.

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I was happy to hear from Kely and Dion who already had a son, I could not see the process of giving birth because I was in France. I'll finish my writing first and just visit London to see kelly and dion.

I sat back in a chair on the edge of a crowded street, I sipped a still warm coffee while looking at the afternoon sky. Someone patted me on the shoulder, I saw her face was very foreign to me, I had never seen her, but strangely she knew I was Indonesian and she was also good at Indonesian.

"Hi, I'm a cristofer."

"Hi too, I said."

"I know your name, Amel right? Ask cristofer."

"Yes, have we met before? I asked."

"Maybe you've never seen me but I've seen you on one of those tv shows, and I love all the novels you've made, they're all heart touching" said Cristofer."

"Thank you for your praise, I said."

He told me a lot about his knowledge of me.

We spend time together on topics that are constantly changing.

"Why are you insisting on me? I asked."

"Because you're a tough, talented woman, says cristofer."

"I also know you're good at playing guitar and singing, says cristofer."

Cristofer reminded me of Al, who taught me to pick guitars while I also practiced singing, I once made a song after I felt very fragile about the people I loved. Cristofer asked me to sing the song I made.

We Can't Be Together

I had love, love for me too

I was happy, and I was hurt

The wind and rain become one but never eternal

Like our love that is fragile

Refs :

Don't ever leave me again

Promise to stay with you disavow

You leave me and keep leaving me

Who would be happy if not you

Never painted a name in the heart

You were mine once and now you belong to her

I am alone now without anyone knowing

God gave his heart to the faithful

Cristofer clapped for me, not just the cristofer but the visitor at the cafe. It's not easy to be what we want to be, like me who needs so much sacrifice and so much hard work.

After that day me and the cristofer went to a louvre museum in France, I chose the louvre museum because it was a former French royal palace and became one of the largest museums in the world. I love historical places, I also like to spend my time writing and staring at the afternoon sky to think of something interesting to write about.

I turned on the camera and started shooting one object after another, but it is not uncommon for there to be places that do not allow us to take pictures. Today we spent time in this museum, so I felt very sleepy and say goodbye to cristofer.

"Cristofer, I have to go back to the apartment, it's too late at night, in my country I'm not used to sleeping in the middle of the night, I said."

"Well, you be careful on the street and don't forget to come back to the cafe yesterday, I'll take you somewhere else in France, and you'll definitely be amazed to see it, ' said cristofer."

"Well, I said as I left her."

Not long after I waited for a taxi, after an hour I was in a taxi and finally arrived at the apartment. I hung my jacket and took off the scarf around my neck, the cold weather made my body tired easily, I made coffee to warm my body.

I sat in the window of the spacious apartment, I started typing all my first moments in France and one of the first countries I visited, next I will think about which other countries I should visit to find inspiration.

I listen to music from my phone. I was too busy listening to music and also typing until I was startled by someone who suddenly came in and shocked me.

"Hallo Amel, how are you? (how are you?) what are you doing? (what are you doing?) Ask Aabriella."

"You started me, I was listening to music and wondering, (you startled me, I was listening to music and typing) I said."

"May I hear the music you are listening to? (can I hear the music you're listening to?) Ask Aabriella."

"Of course, (of course) I said."

"Indonesian music? what is the meaning of this song (indonesian music? what does this song mean?) Ask Aabriella."

"It's a song of evidence, the meaning of the song tells the story of not easy to win a person's heart, (it's a proof song, it's a proof song, the meaning of the song tells about it's not easy to win someone's heart) I said."

"Good song (a good song) said Aabriella."

Aabriella is one of my friends in France, she also likes to write stories like me, we met at the bibliotheque nationale de france (the French national library) at that time I wanted to read a book of the same novel while there was only one book, we talked about many things about writing.

Tomorrow I go back to the cafe yesterday and wait for the cristofer, I'm not alone, there's Aabriella with me. Cristofer said he'd take me somewhere nice. Cristofer called me.

"Amel, I'm here, cristofer said."

"Hi cristofer, come here, I said."

"Cristofer knows this Aabriella a fellow writer, and Aabriella this cristofer, she's my friend here too" I said."

"Hi, they said they greeted each other."

Cristofer took us to the place de la concorde it was an octagonal city square located between the tuileries gardens and the champs elysees, and was the widest square.

I feel so happy because of them, I get to meet good new friends like kelly and dion. During the trip there we were joking, so the atmosphere was more pleasant.

I can also write the story of my friendship in Indonesia with kelly and dion and my friendship in France with Aabriella and cristofer. Although we are different religions it does not make a problem for us to be friends, for us to share stories with each other.

Once there we continued to capture the moment very well, I was immediately in a different world. Almost 2 hours we spent in this place, we decided to look for another place again and this time we will visit is the effiel tower.

Arriving at that place I was silent looking at the tower and immediately my tears fell, because I remembered my grandparents in Indonesia. As long as I was in France I never heard from them again. I miss them, I promise I'll go home to see them after my business in France is done.

"Amel, why are you crying? (why are you crying?) Ask Aabriella."

"I just remember my grandparents in Indonesian (i only miss my grandparents in Indonesia)."

"Have, don't cry, because they will also feel sad if you see you cry, said cristofer"

"I will not cry anymore (i won't cry anymore)" I said as I hugged them.

"You two wait a minute here, I'll be right back (you two wait a minute here, I'll be right back)" said cristofer.

We were waiting for the cristofer, I don't know what he was going to do. Cristofer returned with ice cream in his hand. We had ice cream together, I felt like I had a new family.

The night began to come, we had to go home, Aabriella and I went home together, and when I got home, I turned on my camera and saw a picture of me with them. I don't know how long I can finish this, I have to go back to my grandparents. I fell asleep, my body was so tired because of the day I had.

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