END OF LIFE THE LITTLE GIRL WHO IS ALWAYS IN THE BULLY
END OF LIFE THE LITTLE GIRL WHO IS ALWAYS IN THE BULLY
Part 23 (Dina Meet Hardi )
I don't really think about and care about what happened with Benny, I think it's normal for a girl my age.
Every normal human being has a sexual desire, like what happened to me and Benny, just that there's a place.
In addition to being banned and violating norms and religion, Benny is also not who I am. Not a boyfriend, especially a husband.
"Tok tok tok" The sound of the door on the tap I'm sure it's Dessy, my only friend in this Bekasi town. Why he used to knock on the door everything usually goes straight in.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday" Dessy came up with some donut cakes and each doughnut had a lit candle. I was shocked and I forgot that today was my birthday.
I had no habit of celebrating birthdays, as my parents thought it was not important. The important thing is that I stay healthy and always happy.
"Blow Din's candle" said Dessy, I was about to blow the candle but Dessy quickly forbade me "Eeh pray first" Sergey Dessy.
For a moment I looked up and continued to blow out the candles that were stuck on the donut cake. "Fuuuuhhh"
"yeeeeee happy birthday my sweet and kind friend" said Dessy. I smiled and kissed her cheek.
"Tonight we go out, yes, we have your birthday" said Dessy, pushing me into the room.
"Don't have to be Des doesn't matter" I said in response to Dessy.
"Why are you tumben really not the spirit of what's going on?" Dessy asked in astonishment, as she grabbed a doughnut and removed the candle from its top.
"Yesterday I walked with Benny and we kissed" I replied.
Dessy glared at her hand still holding the doughnut that she was about to put in her mouth. "Keep what happened are you okay? your shirt isn't torn, is it? You weren't raped, were you?" Dessy nyerocos turning my body.
"No Dessy I'm good, who is raped people I also want. I said kissing wasn't kissing" I said with an amused laugh.
"No Des I'm just a khilaf, shethan set me up through Benny's good looks, but it's only for a moment that I know what's best for me. Now I don't think about romance, I have to focus on my lectures" I said, reassuring and reassuring Dessy.
"But not even Din your age is now twenty-one years, you have the right to date really" Dessy encouraged.
"No ah I don't believe in myself, I'm afraid if I have a girlfriend later even addicted to kissing. Can't lie if making out is very delicious, I'm afraid of being too pregnant" said I who was greeted with laughter me and Dessy.
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It does not feel like I have been in college four years at UI, soon I will graduate with an S1 degree. My journey as a student was not far from my focus on learning and my day was marked by a healthy friendship with Dessy. Dessy returned to her hometown she decided to take a break and stay with her family first.
Not with me, my ambition to go straight to work for money and help parents escape poverty is huge. I want later I've got a job and a lot of money, brought by by for my parents and sister. Although I cannot deny this longing is so heavy in my heart. I'm sure so is my family.
Once again the desire to become a successful person before returning home is stronger even though still unable to knock down chunks of coral longs in the chest.
With the hijasah that I brought was not difficult for me to get a job, easily my application was accepted in a fairly large company.
With confidence I fulfilled the call of the main Director in the company, Long pants in a cream suit, thin makeup and long curly hair I let down.
"Tok tok tok" I knocked on the door of the room with a heart.
"Get in" There was a voice from within inviting me to enter.
Slowly I opened the door leaf was about to go inside, suddenly I was stunned. My eyes with the masculine tanpan man clashed, for a while I was still fixated with a feeling of almost disbelief.
"Hardi Bambang Wikasono...." Yes, it was him, he who had been in my heart for so long that I could not fall so easily in love with another man,and I also did not realize who the man who was able to melt my heart, binding strong feelings of love that can not be moved.
Hardi Bambang Wikasono's
